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　　If one misses, the criminal is likely to injure the hostage.

　　It seems the criminals are well aware of all the police's means.

　　In desperation, Zhong Yi chose to call Fang Ze.

　　She knows that Fang Ze can always create miracles at critical moments.

　　Along the way, Fang Ze drove very fast, ignoring all the traffic lights and galloping away.

　　Driving skills lv3!

　　For Fang Ze, this kind of provincial highway is basically a pediatric department.

　　He can use the fastest speed, rush to the scene.

　　time is life.

　　Inside the car, Gan Tong clenched the handle tightly, looking at the rapid retreating construction on both sides, nervous and mixed with excitement.

　　Although she knew that the illegal photos must have been taken into comic strips, she didn't care.

　　Moreover, as a police officer, Fang Ze has to deal with emergencies, and the traffic police team should review it again.

　　At a certain moment, the patrolling traffic police team noticed Fang Ze's serious speeding and chased after him.

　　"The white Audi in front, pull over and stop!"

　　Chase and shout.

　　Fang Ze didn't stop, and didn't care about the back, he quickly rushed to Tianyuan Square.

　　The original journey of more than half an hour took Fang Ze less than ten minutes.

　　The scene was completely sealed off, and no one was allowed to approach it.

　　Fang Ze parked his car outside the blockade, and when he got out of the car, he saw Luo Bixin and others.

　　The field staff of the Penghai Criminal Police Team are all there, including Ding Chunqiu and Jiang Xiaobai.

　　"Fang team, you're here." Several people walked over quickly, their expressions solemn.

　　Behind him, the traffic police finally caught up, and after getting out of the car, they rushed towards Fang Ze.

　　"Sorry, you are suspected of serious speeding and dangerous driving, please return to the police with us."

　　Fang Ze didn't respond, and looked up at the public toilet not far ahead.

　　There was a tense atmosphere there at the moment.

　　On the other side, the sniper was lying on the ground, expecting to find a loophole and kill with one hit!

　　But depending on the situation, it seems to be difficult.

　　Ding Chunqiu reacted and stepped forward and said, "Hello comrade, we are from the Penghai Criminal Police Team, this is..."

　　He spoke very fast, explained the matter in a few words, and proved Fang Ze's identity.

　　After the traffic police listened to it, his face changed, obviously he didn't expect it to be so serious.

　　He hurriedly said: "It turns out to be like this, I understand, I will apply for the elimination of the violations later, you guys are busy first, Fang team, I'm sorry."

　　After Fang Ze finished observing the situation, he turned around and said, "Sorry, I wasted your time, the situation is urgent."

　　"It's okay, it's okay, I understand, the hostages are important!"

　　He didn't expect that he was chasing the captain of the criminal police team, and the other party had such an urgent official business. After shaking hands, he left.

　　Gan Tong has been watching, without speaking, now is not the time to cause trouble.

　　"follow me!"

　　Fang Ze didn't give any solution first, it was really dangerous for the hostages.

　　The problem must be solved immediately!

　　He came directly in front of the sniper. This place is very hidden, there is a block in front of it, and the criminals can't find it.

　　There is no problem with the sniper selection point, the problem is whether the sniper can complete such a difficult task.

　　"Give me the gun!"

　　After hearing this, the sniper turned his head subconsciously, and his face froze when he saw Fang Ze's face.

　　He immediately stood up, stood at attention, and skillfully gave a standard military salute.

　　"Hello, instructor!"

　　Just three words shocked Luo Bixin and others.

Chapter 31 One Shot Hits

　　"Instructor?"

　　Luo Bixin and others looked at Fang Ze.

　　To be called an instructor by a SWAT policeman and an excellent sniper is not a light weight.

　　It seems that there are still many things about Fang Ze that they don't know.

　　Fang Ze was also stunned by the sound of the instructor, and after taking a serious look at the other party, he said, "Yang... Yang Jun?"

　　When Fang Ze remembered his name, Yang Jun said happily, "Instructor, do you still remember me?"

　　In the special training three months ago, he admitted that his grades were relatively poor, and he always felt that he had lost Fang Ze's face. He never thought that the other party could still remember his name.

　　"Of course I remember." Fang Ze nodded, "You worked very hard, so I am more impressed."

　　"Don't talk about that, stand aside."

　　Fang Ze didn't have time to catch up with Yang Jun at the moment, knowing that the hostages could be in danger at any time.

　　The gangster's mood was obviously getting more and more excited.

　　"Yes! Instructor!"

　　Yang Jun directly took orders and strode away from the position of the sniper rifle.

　　Fang Ze's ability, Yang Jun knew better than anyone present.

　　Whether it was fighting or firearms, everyone was amazed at that time.

　　Age is only the surface of Fang Ze.

　　When the special training just started, although some thorns questioned Fang Ze's age, they were all docile in the end.

　　Everyone's feeling for Fang Ze is admiration, with a hint of fear.

　　Yang Jun had personally experienced that special training, and naturally understood it better than anyone else.

　　He did not dare to fire this shot, because there were too many influencing factors, and the criminals were very cunning.

　　But if it was Fang Ze, he believed that there would never be any problems.

　　"The square team is familiar with sniper rifles?"

　　Ding Chunqiu looked at Fang Ze, who was lying down skillfully, turned to look at Luo Bixin, who was beside him, and whispered, with doubts in his eyes.

　　This is the life of a SWAT professional.

　　Luo Bixin didn't answer, signaling Ding Chunqiu to keep silent.

　　At this time, the other party cannot be disturbed in the slightest.

　　Any factor may affect Fang Ze's shooting accuracy.

　　If it was a normal training, it would be fine, but now it is an actual combat, and it is related to the lives of the hostages!

　　On the other side, Gan Tong looked at Fang Ze, who was lying on the ground, holding a sniper rifle, with a serious face, as if he didn't know him for a moment.

　　This scene was deeply imprinted in her mind.

　　At this time, Fang Ze had nothing else to do, and he selectively rejected any sound around him.

　　In his eyes, there was only the magnified gangster through the scope.

　　This sniper is indeed very difficult. He admits that Yang Jun is a very good sniper, but there is a limit to how good he is.

　　The gap under the scope is very small, and absolute accuracy must be guaranteed.

　　As long as it deviates by even a millimeter, it will hit the barrier, which will frighten the gangsters and make actions that are very unfavorable to the hostages.

　　No wonder he dared not shoot.

　　After taking a deep breath, Fang Ze held his breath, and his breathing fell into a brief silence.

　　Putting his index finger on the trigger, Fang Ze pulled the trigger decisively without any hesitation.

　　In this case, there is no need to wait for the gangsters to reveal their flaws.

　　Waiting is the performance of the weak.

　　What Fang Ze wanted to do was to act like thunder.

　　boom!

　　With the roar of the sniper rifle, the bullet shot out, passing through the tiny gap with a millimetre difference, hitting the gangster's temple accurately.

　　The penetrating power of the bullet is very strong and the lethality is extremely large, enough to destroy a person's will to life in an instant.

　　The next moment, the gangster fell to the ground.

　　The crowd responded quickly. After seeing the gangsters being shot, they swarmed and took the hostages to a safe area.

　　The hostage was first taken, then injured, and finally the gangster died by his side.

　　This has exceeded the psychological range of a girl.

　　For a period of time in the future, the other party may need psychological counseling to prevent shadows.

　　Seeing that the hostages were rescued safely, Luo Bixin finally let go of their hanging hearts.

　　Fang Ze stood up calmly and patted the dust on his body.

　　"Fang team, I pay homage!"