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Chapter 89 I Bet You Don't Have Bullets In Your Gun! (34)

"Paris police station."

A large group of heavily armed people in police uniforms walked into the lobby of the hotel, came to the front desk, and showed their ID cards, "We suspect that an international wanted criminal lives in your hotel and needs to be arrested by surprise. Please cooperate and hand over the master key card to We need to be able to reach all floors of the elevator and open all doors."

The front desk of the hotel was taken aback, and the lobby manager came over: "Officer, I'm sorry, our hotel adheres to the industry principle of protecting the privacy of guests, and you can't just ask us to cooperate in this way, at least you need the corresponding documents..."

The leader waved his hand, and several black muzzles were pressed against the forehead of the lobby manager.

"You are welcome." The lobby manager resolutely gave up words and raised his hands, "Leah, give them the key card they want."

"A wise decision." The leader nodded slightly and waved his hand. The people under him didn't need to assign work on the spot, so they consciously divided half of them into their respective positions. They were responsible for watching the surveillance, guarding the hotel entrance and stairs. The entrance, and the elevator entrance, appear to be orderly.

The hall manager was a little bit guilty for a moment.

These people don't look like the French police. When did the French police become so disciplined, efficient and organized?
However, he wisely did not express his doubts aloud. If the people in front of him were really French policemen, then what he said would undoubtedly offend him. If not, then he would be in even worse trouble. is the best choice.

The leader got the master key card from the front desk and went straight to the elevator with the remaining half of the staff.

The elevator door slowly closed.

The manager of the hall was slightly relieved, because the guns on his forehead were finally removed, and of course he was not completely relieved—these guys, who didn't look like French policemen in any way, attacked the entire hotel with guns. All the exits of the gun were tightly wrapped, and he kept his hand on the gun all the time, feeling a slight movement, as if he was about to shoot.

The beauty at the front desk trembled and was about to cry, and the resplendent hall fell into deathly silence. After a stalemate like this for a while, someone finally came, breaking the suffocating heavy atmosphere of silence.

It was an Asian young man wearing a turtleneck white sweater and blue jeans. It was hard to imagine that in the snowy winter weather outside, he was still wearing such thin clothes without any sign of being frozen. The sweater and jeans perfectly outline his tall and well-curved figure, and paired with his handsome face, it's like the male protagonist in a movie or novel has come out alive.

Don’t talk about aesthetic differences, most of the aesthetics of any country in the world are the same, and a very small number are either pretentious or self-righteous or deliberately different to gain traffic... Of course, most of the very few are right and wrong Stupid is bad, Chunchun can't stand up on her knees or simply sits crookedly on her buttocks.

"Sorry, the Paris Police Department is on business, and it is temporarily forbidden to enter."

He was stopped by two armed men wearing the "Paris Police" emblem at the gate.

Anxi felt a little bit wrong, and when he took a closer look, the entry for the person next to the two emerged, good guy, is this an unknown Hydra member?

"Hey..." Anxi shook his head and sighed, "Do you know what is a common flaw in your existence?"

Without waiting for the two people in front of him to answer, Anxi did not look forward to their answers, so he asked himself and answered: "Your work efficiency is really too high, and the normal, real French government personnel and official organizations have formed A stark contrast, but anyone with eyes can see it!"

The two people who stopped Anxi looked at each other. Although they didn't know exactly what Anxi was talking about, they were sure that there was something wrong with the person in front of them.

"Don't move!" The two pointed their guns at Anxi, because they still needed to disguise their identities, they didn't shoot directly, but wanted to let Anxi catch him without a fight, and they controlled him. The third person who was a little farther away had noticed this What happened, took out the handcuffs and walked up.

"It's a bit of a pity, I'm not wearing my black trench coat now, but I'm imitating it anyway, so... let's make do with it."

Anxi shook his head slightly, of course he didn't do what they said, he didn't move at all, and suddenly showed a mysterious expression on his face.

"Have you heard of [Yan Shuangying's Gamble]?"

When the two heard the words, they looked at each other and looked at each other. From their respective eyes, it was easy to tell that they both had a thought at this moment——what kind of nonsense is this person talking about? Is there a mental problem?

So Anxi stretched out his clenched right hand, with the palm facing up and the back of the hand facing down, and spread it slowly.

"Okay, I have a Euro coin, so let's pay homage to this great gamble whose only trigger is when someone puts a gun to your head, which usually goes 'I bet your gun There's no bullet in it', the bet is your head."

The hall was very quiet, so almost everyone could hear Anxi's clearly pronounced words. After Anxi finished speaking, the Hydra agents who had been eyeing tigers and were about to act were silent for a while, and then laughed.

"Bet him, Neo!" shouted a Hydra agent.

The Hydra agent known as Neo happily agreed, and walked forward, as if he wanted to put the gun directly on Anxi's forehead.

So Anxi moved.

He moved the one euro coin in his palm to the thumbnail, pressed it with his index finger, and then flicked his thumb up!
The one-euro coin flew into the sky, and the brass-colored ring and the silver-colored inner circle spun at extreme speed to form a brass-colored outer ball and a silver-white inner circle.

In Anxi's field of vision, everyone's movements suddenly slowed down.

It's not that he has entered the pause state when using the number of revisions, and there is no need to waste the number of revisions to deal with these little guys, but the speed of Anxin is too fast, and compared to others, these Hydra soldiers seem to have entered Slow down is the same!
"If the speed reaches the speed of light, or even exceeds the speed of light, what will the world look like? It's pitch black? Or is it an unexplained fusion of colors under extreme compression?" Anxi thought.

Vision is the perception brought about by the reflection of light on the retina, and light waves have speed, which means that if the speed reaches the speed of light or exceeds the speed of light, the reflected light waves that should be seen will never be Can't catch up with the eyes of the speedster...

What kind of scene would that be?
Anxi began his actions while his thoughts diverged.

Not surprisingly, this will be a one-sided massacre!

　Ulla!There is one more chapter!Take a shower and eat something before typing! (I'm going to stay up all night to watch the game, I hope RNG will qualify... I will definitely adjust my schedule the day after tomorrow!)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)