Chapter 510 Countdown
A chill ran down Jiang Qilan's back.
After the pyramid said this, it stopped talking.
And the people who were standing still like statues began to move after hearing this.
They looked left and right, trying to find the rat who sneaked in.
Jiang Qilan didn't move.
What else could he do?
Now he could only remain unchanged in the face of all changes.
It's a pity that they have worked so hard for so long...
So much time and energy was wasted, so much money was spent...
The enemy's specific plan has not even been touched - he has "died before he succeeded"...
Strange... Where did he expose himself?
Or did one of them betray him and reveal his identity to the enemy?
Who could it be?
Jiang Qilan thought about it, but couldn't figure it out.
The brothers in the task force, the father of the security bureau, and the leaders...
Each of them is a comrade-in-arms for whom he is willing to give his life.
No matter who it is, it doesn't matter.
Jiang Qilan only gave himself a moment of loss, and then he adjusted his mentality.
Now, he had to concentrate on thinking, what should he do next?
Should he try to get by, or fight to the death?
It seemed like a long hour had passed, and it seemed like just a blink of an eye, and all kinds of thoughts turned over Jiang Qilan's mind.
Jiang Qilan raised his head and scanned the crowd.
His eyes paused for a while on Amos.
This man once killed Cheng Ling!
Although his Ling'er was strong by nature and never looked back to pick up painful things, the feeling of being killed by the person he trusted the most must be terrible...
How could Jiang Qilan have no feelings?
Originally, he thought that as long as he worked hard to stay in the Masons, one day he could overthrow the Masons and make Amos pay a painful price, which would also be regarded as a relief for Cheng Ling...
At this time, Jiang Qilan realized that the man with the yellow mask was standing not far behind him, holding a heavy machine gun in his hand.
No wonder I couldn't see it, it turned out to be right behind me.
Pyramid sighed again, and then a rather regretful voice came out:
"I really don't like to use force, that's too humiliating... Be a man and take the initiative to stand up."
Jiang Qilan only brought a dagger.
"I'll give you three counts."
"After three counts... I can only use force with regret."
Is he going to take it out now?
"Three."
"Two."
"One..."
Jiang Qilan stood there and couldn't help but take a breath.
Before the countdown "one" fell, the gray-haired man standing on Jiang Qilan's left hand suddenly took out a pocket pistol from his pocket, holding the pistol with both hands, and pointing the muzzle at Jiang Qilan.
Jiang Qilan turned around and faced the man with a gun.
It seems that he can't hide.
Jiang Qilan thought.
Then do it.
He looked at the gray-haired man, and instantly planned several plans to take the gun with bare hands in his mind. He selected the one with the highest success rate and prepared to start executing it.
At this moment, his eyes glanced behind him again.
——The man with the golden mask was not aiming at himself?
But at the man with the pocket pistol...
Why?
The man with the pocket pistol only pointed the gun at himself, but did not shoot——
In a flash, Jiang Qilan figured it out.
The man with the gun was an infiltrator like himself!
It was him, not himself, who exposed his identity!
After figuring this out, Jiang Qilan instantly released his tense muscles.
Almost at the same time, two gunshots rang out in a very close place: "Bang, bang"——
Jiang Qilan was unharmed.
The gray-haired man groaned and fell to the ground.
The pocket pistol in his hand also fell to the ground.
The gray-haired man was shot twice, one in the wrist and one in the back.
The man fell to the ground, blood gushed out of his body and soaked into the soil.
The smell of gunpowder was diffused in the air.
The gray-haired man lay on the ground, motionless.
Jiang Qilan breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
He guessed right and won the bet!
The man with the golden mask put down the heavy machine gun, took out a pistol from his pocket, and carefully aimed at the motionless man lying on the ground.
Then, the man with the golden mask walked to his side and kicked him face up with his toes——
The sunglasses on the gray-haired man's face had been broken, revealing his true face.
He was about forty years old, with a pair of light blue eyes, and he was quite handsome.
His pupils had dilated.
He was dead.
The man with the golden mask put the gun on his waist, bent down, grabbed the man's ankle, and dragged the dead man out of the circle.
The man with the golden mask was very strong, and it was effortless to drag such a big man.
This circle of people entered the statue state again.
Jiang Qilan also turned his body around and faced the pyramid camera on the leather bench.