At 11:45 p.m., in the "Mrs. Mitt Hotel" on a certain street in Brooklyn.

Even if he came out to play games with two white girls, Garcia was very cautious.

The "Mrs. Mitt Hotel" he chose was located on the corner of the street, with a wide view, and it was very convenient to escape in case of emergencies.

At this moment, several dark SUVs slowly approached from a distance.

In order not to startle the enemy, Roan did not ask the SWAT team to park them directly downstairs of the hotel, but parked them at the corner of the street some distance away from the hotel.

This location happened to be the blind spot of Mrs. Mitt Hotel.

The heavily armed agents opened the door and got out of the car. Roan, who had carefully observed the surroundings of the hotel beforehand, turned his head and said to Ryder with a solemn expression:

"In the event of an emergency, there are two routes that can safely leave the hotel as quickly as possible, namely the small alley on the east side of the hotel and the protruding balcony of each room.

The ATF's Sanchez has said several of the cases in South America have been linked to Garcia.

So I need you to lead the SWAT team to guard these two escape routes, and when you wait for the specific action, you must not let Garcia escape. "

"OK."

Hearing Roan's words, although Ryder's face was solemn, he nodded decisively and agreed.

Immediately afterwards, Ryder waved his hand back and directly led the SWAT teams of the two teams to the position Roan just mentioned, preparing to block the route.

Seeing the backs of Ryder and others advancing rapidly, Roan nodded, then turned to look at Mona who was sitting on the co-pilot of the SUV, typing on the keyboard of the laptop without getting out of the car, and asked directly:

"Which room is Garcia in?"

Hearing Roan's question, Mona immediately replied:

"The middle room on the second floor!"

"OK."

After a while, knowing that Ryder and others had successfully arrived at the designated location, Roan grinned, put on his helmet, opened the safety of Glock 18, and led two SWAT teams to rush towards Mrs. Mitt Hotel.

A SWAT team member wearing an explosion-proof shield quietly opened the door of the hotel. Roan waved his hand to signal the beautiful white woman at the front desk to keep silent, and asked Mona to stay here to appease the front desk, and then everyone rushed to the second floor.

In the middle room on the second floor, Roan and a group of SWAT members stood on the left and right sides of the door of the room. After looking at each other, Roan raised his finger and started the countdown.

After the three numbers ended, the SWAT team member holding the explosion-proof shield did not hesitate, and immediately kicked open the door of this room.

Boom! ! !

Roan and a group of SWAT players followed closely behind, shouting loudly:

"FBI!"

"Stay still! Hands up!"

Before Roan and others rushed into the room, Garcia was blushing, flirting with two white girls.

Suddenly hearing the loud noise of the door of the room being knocked open, Garcia's body trembled in fright, and he almost confessed all the accumulation of time.

But years of struggling on the line of life and death made Garcia react quickly.

I saw Garcia hastily grabbed the pistol that was lying on the bed, and then grabbed the white girl who was still playing with his specialty just now, and blocked her in front of him.

"ah--"

The two frightened girls sang soprano wildly.

Among them, the reporter who was held hostage by Garcia shouted louder.

"Shut up!"

Snapped!

Looking at the SWATs that filed in, Garcia slapped the girl who was held hostage by him severely, telling her not to shout anymore.

Immediately afterwards, Garcia lowered his head severely behind the reporter's back, held a pistol tightly against the reporter's temple, and shouted loudly:

"Get out of this room immediately! Or I'll shoot you!"

After dragging another girl who was still sitting on the bed, naked and panicked, Roan asked the team behind her to take her to a safe place.

Hearing Garcia's words, the SWAT member holding the blast shield and rifle shouted loudly:

"Let go of the woman in your arms, Garcia!

You know, things don't go your way! "

"Shit!"

Garcia, who was still naked, said with a sullen face:

"Either I go or she dies!"

Hearing this, the abducted girl was terrified, and her body trembled even more.

"Garcia, look at the woman held hostage by you, how scared is she?"

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the reporter, Roan, who was holding a Glock 18, turned back and said loudly:

"You need a more valuable hostage!

How about me instead? I'll be your hostage! "

"No No No!"

Garcia shook his head repeatedly when he heard this, and shouted loudly:

"It's impossible! Don't even think about it!"

Luo An narrowed his eyes slightly, moved forward slowly, and continued:

"Believe me, Garcia, only by replacing the hostage with me will you have a better chance of leaving here!"

"No!"

Seeing Roan start to walk forward, Garcia's face became more flushed, and at the same time he shouted loudly:

"Don't go any further, if you go any further, I'll drive..."

boom! boom! boom!

Before Garcia finished speaking, Roan's eyes flashed, and before everyone could see clearly, he quickly moved to the side of the room, and then immediately aimed at Garcia's right hand holding the gun, and decisively pulled the trigger of the Glock 18 .

Three bullets hit Garcia's right hand and right arm very accurately. Without support, the gun held by Garcia fell to the ground in an instant.

Feeling the pain from his arm, Garcia, who only realized what Roan had done afterwards, was shocked and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Fu-k! Is this guy human?"

Several SWAT players who saw this scene were also dumbfounded.

In their eyes, Luo An was clearly in front of them one second, but in the next second, he teleported to their side.

Not only that, Roan's marksmanship is so accurate!

Several SWAT members looked at Roan in shock.

But now is not the time to worry about whether Roan is human or not. In the next second, Garcia hurriedly pushed the girl in front of him, who was soaring again, towards Roan, and rushed towards the balcony next to him.

Roan hugged the reporter who was pushed over, and at the moment Garcia ran to the balcony, Ryder, who had been waiting outside for a long time, and the SWAT team members in the room all pulled the trigger together.

bang bang bang bang—

There was a fierce gunshot, and Garcia collapsed to the ground with blood all over his body.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but Garcia's specialty was cut in two by a bullet...

"hiss--"

Seeing this, Luo An immediately felt a chill in his crotch.

Hastily turning his gaze away, Roan turned and waved to the SWAT team members in the room and said:

"Contact an ambulance immediately!"

Roan didn't know if Garcia would survive, but an ambulance still had to be called.

After all, it is procedural justice with American characteristics.

——

At the same time, the hospital in the distance.

Corbett was in a wheelchair, wrapped in bandages, and next door was Vereneth in a hospital bed.

At this time, although they stayed in different rooms, they silently watched the boring TV program in front of them at the same time.

But the minds of neither of them are on the TV, they are all waiting for the news of the operation tonight.

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