My American magical life
Chapter 88 - 88 16 How Can Everything Be Satisfactory

88: Chapter 16 How Can Everything Be Satisfactory?

88: Chapter 16 How Can Everything Be Satisfactory?

Why are there still reporters?

The gang leader Iron Man seemed a bit slow to react.

Was this reporter really so reckless?

“Don’t try to be smart.

Come out one by one.

If you don’t come out within a minute, I’ll shoot!”

Iron Man didn’t want to deal with some inexplicable reporter; he needed to sweep the second floor as fast as he could.

The longer they delayed, the greater the chance of something going wrong.

The closest to the hidden room’s exit was Ye’er Gubai, who had already resigned himself to his fate.

Under the muzzle of a gun, one has no choice but to bow their head.

Your head is but a hammer’s strike away, how could it withstand a bullet?

Because the hidden room was so crowded, it was difficult to open the door, and Ye’er Gubai struggled with all his might to pull it open.

“Judging by the sounds, there seem to be quite a few people inside.”

The Hulk, leaning against the central air conditioning’s ventilation equipment, held a backup handgun in one hand and warily reported to the leader wearing the Iron Man mask.

Iron Man nodded almost imperceptibly and gestured with his hand for the Hulk to back away.

If a fight started later on, he might have to throw grenades into the room.

“Dear viewers, I’m Ian, reporter for ABC News.

I’ve now spotted the robbers.

Soon, I’ll take you all into the Red Street Library, to live-stream the situation with the hostages.”

Desire is the first and fundamental logic of living, and when a person’s desire is strong enough, they will ignore the risks, just like the female reporter Ian at this moment.

Too excited to remember fear, from this perspective, she indeed was a very idealistic journalist.

Cheng Daqi whispered to Sani, hugging her.

“After we go out, don’t talk.

There must be quite a few hostages in the library.

As long as we don’t stand out, the chance of us being made an example of is very low.”

Living two lifetimes, Cheng Daqi faced such peril for the first time, and he didn’t really know how to deal with it.

“Okay, I understand,” whispered the black girl in response.

In movies, hostages can be intelligent and brave, seizing the opportunity to escape.

But those hostages are either the male lead or retired veterans.

Cheng Daqi was just a strong talker; he had no gunfighting skills.

It was precisely because he was clear about his own strength that Cheng Daqi wouldn’t take risks lightly.

The moment he sensed danger, he formed a small group based on mutual interests, and through the library’s staff, he found an excellent hiding spot.

If not for the sudden arrival of the female reporter, they could have quietly stayed hidden in the secret room, and the robbers might never have found them.

Initially, Cheng Daqi thought the robbers wouldn’t come to the library; he was wrong.

When the robbers were about to enter the library, he hoped they could leave from the second floor, but this idea was not feasible.

After the robbers entered the library, he hid once more, hoping not to be found by them.

Now, even this wish was dashed.

Time after time, hope was shattered; despite all his efforts, it had all been in vain.

They still ended up as the robbers’ hostages and might even face the danger of being shot at any moment.

That’s how things go in this world.

Even if you do your best, unforeseen disappointments can still occur.

If the female reporter had arrived three minutes earlier, they could have made their escape.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

Now, they had no choice but to go out and face the robbers directly.

“Squeeze back a bit more; this door won’t open.” Ye’er Gubai, trying hard to open the door, was already dripping with sweat.

Finally, after several people struggled to make a bit of space, that damned door opened.

Everyone let out a breath of relief.

If they had been any later, the robbers might really have started shooting.

In a way, at least they didn’t have to die immediately.

Ye’er Gubai and Kernor squeezed their way out first, followed by a dispirited Scott.

The female employee Nina trembled in her legs as she struggled to crawl out.

Now only Cheng Daqi and Sani remained.

“Can you help me a bit?

I want to go inside.”

Discovering that the room’s iron ladder had been shot and broken, the female reporter realized that if she wanted to go down, she might still need the help of someone inside.

Sani cast a resentful glance at Ian, not wanting to respond to her.

If this female reporter had immediately taken the key and opened the door just now, they might really have been able to escape.

But the female reporter chose to broadcast live first, and then to open the door.

Black Sister was a brave and forthright person, and she now detested the female reporter to death.

Seeing the camera in Ian’s hand and the microphone on his collar, Cheng Daqi thought of many things.

“I’ll support you from below, climb to the wall and come down.”

Considering the robbers’ behavior of sweeping through the rooms one by one for possible hidden people, it was clear that they had taken complete control of the library.

In a situation with no chance of turning the tables, any bit of external force could bring a different change.

Americans are really too lively.

The female reporter’s request to do a live broadcast for the robbers seemed absurd, but it also had the potential to be accepted by the robbers.

“Thank you, thank you,” replied Ian.

Both robbers had already retreated to the door of the air conditioning ventilation room, guarding it left and right, one brandishing a gun and the other controlling a grenade, ready to deal with any threat that might appear.

Seeing the female reporter climbing down slowly, the Hulk urged impatiently.

“Don’t dilly-dally, hurry up and come out.”

Hearing Hulk’s threatening voice, Cheng Daqi and the others did not dare to delay any further and quickly squeezed out through the small door.

“You really are a bunch of smart little darlings, how did you think of such a good place?”

Iron Man’s tone had a hint of mockery.

The air conditioning ventilation room was full of equipment, and the hiding place was very secretive.

Under normal circumstances, they would never have found people hiding there.

They realized there were people inside only after seeing Scott climb up.

No one answered Iron Man’s question, as everyone was somewhat panic-stricken and very ambiguous about the future.

Yes, it was supposed to be safe, but now everything was ruined, if it hadn’t been for that damned reporter, they might not have been discovered.

The masks on the kidnapper’s heads had momentarily stunned the female reporter, but she quickly snapped back and said,

“Mr.

Kidnapper, I’m a news reporter from ABC television, you can call me Ian.

I can do a live broadcast for you and show you to tens of millions of American viewers.”

She now only felt fortunate for making a brave decision,

These two kidnappers, one with a Hulk mask and one with an Iron Man mask, were heroes from American films.

Just think about it, superheroes become kidnappers, not only kidnapping a congressman’s son but also a bunch of other hostages!

Such news would not just shake America but would be a bombshell, even a nuclear-level one, in the world of news.

“Shut up!

Everyone follow me downstairs first.”

There was no hesitation, no compassion, Iron Man coldly ordered.

“Then shall I go and search the remaining rooms?” asked the Hulk.

He still liked to act alone.

“Let’s escort them downstairs together, then come back and continue searching the rooms, and after that, set up booby traps on the second floor,” Iron Man said while pointing the gun at the hostages to walk them out of the room and at the same time responding to his partner.

Iron Man’s tone was neutral, as if he were discussing a trivial matter.