South to North: A Prison Guard at the Beginning

Looking at the glaring muzzle of the gun, Yuan Mu was not panicked at all. Xue Yong definitely did not dare to shoot. He wanted to survive and escape. Not only would he not shoot himself, he would not shoot the hostages either. However, all this was based on the premise of not provoking them.

"Look at you, you're always in a hurry. Think about it carefully. Our country is so long. Do you think you can get out if you go south?"

"I'm doing this for your own good. Going north is in your best interest. Think about it carefully. What we want now is to send you away as soon as possible so that we can rescue these hostages."

"A lot of people are paying attention to this matter right now. We are the party that least wants to have a conflict. Everything I say is for your own good." Yuan Mu consoled them earnestly.

"Brother Yong, what he said makes sense. We can't go south because there are more cops there." At this time, Lu Ergou on the side spoke up.

"Shut up!" Xue Yong scolded.

"Brother Yong! Soldiers, so many soldiers!" At this time, Fan Shengli, who had been paying attention to the situation outside, suddenly shouted in horror.

Hearing this, Xue Yong's eyes narrowed, and he walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked outside. He saw hundreds of soldiers with rifles on the platform.

"Fuck! What the hell, you really think highly of me!" Xue Yong cursed.

"Brothers, take out the explosives. I don't think they dare to attack!" Xue Yong shouted.

"Okay!" Several people agreed, and then they saw them taking out bundles of explosives from the woven bags. The long fuses made Yuan Mu's heart beat fast.

At the same time, he cursed in his heart, where did this fucking explosive come from? This time he was in trouble. He had been looking for an opportunity to do it. With his own skills, he might be able to give it a try, but now it was no longer possible. If he was not careful, the explosives would be ignited and this section of the carriage would go up to the sky. He wanted to be a hero, not a martyr!

"Stop! What are you doing!" At this time, Ma Dahai, who was at the connection of the rear carriage, raised his pistol and pointed it at the people below and shouted loudly.

"What's going on?" Xue Yong frowned and asked.

"Brother Yong, two cops want to get on the car!" Ma Dahai turned around and said.

"Oh? Just one person is enough, let the other one go away!" Xue Yong thought for a while and said.

"Get out of here, old man, and come up!" Ma Dahai shouted.

Almost a few seconds later, Lao Ma appeared in the carriage. Yuan Mu looked at him and then looked away. But when Lao Ma saw the explosives tied to the fugitive, his pupils contracted and his heart beat wildly.

"Brother, don't get me wrong. I'm here just to ask you if you have any requests. You can ask for anything." Seeing several guns pointed at him, Lao Ma said with a smile.

"Go, pick up a phone. I want to talk to your top commander!" Xue Yong waved his hand without hesitation.

"Brother, you told me the same thing." While thinking about delaying time, Lao Ma glanced at the position of the fugitives and the hostages in the carriage.

"Stop talking fucking nonsense! Get out! Answer the phone!" Xue Yong glared at him, raised the pistol in his hand and pointed it at him threateningly.

"Oh, okay, okay." Lao Ma had no choice but to nod. Finally, he took a last look at the layout inside the car and then turned around and got off the car.

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Inside the temporary headquarters.

"Report!" Lao Ma came to the door, stood at attention, saluted and shouted loudly.

"What's going on?" Director Zhang and several others looked at Lao Ma anxiously. Although Old Feng next to him was still calm, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

"The fugitive said he needs a phone and wants to talk to our highest officer." Lao Ma answered immediately.

"Xiao Li! Go and answer a phone call!" Director Zhang gave the order without hesitation.

"Comrade, what is the current situation in the carriage?" asked Mr. Feng next to him.

Lao Ma didn't know Mr. Feng, but seeing as he was wearing a military uniform and the people around him were so respectful to him, he must be a high-ranking official, so he didn't dare to neglect him.

"Commander, there are five fugitives in the carriage. Xue Yong is sitting in the third row on the left side of the rear of the carriage. Comrade Yuan Mu is sitting opposite him. Ma Dahai is guarding the rear of the carriage. Lü Ergou is in the sixth row by the window on the right side. Zhao Sanhu is guarding the front of the carriage. The last one, Fan Shengli, is in the seventh row on the right side."

"All the hostages are squatting on the ground between the sixth and seventh rows. And there is a very important situation. These fugitives have explosives!"

No one reacted much to the previous words, until they heard that the other party had explosives, they were all shocked.

"There are explosives! Did you see it clearly?" Director Zhang asked hurriedly.

"Director Zhang, I saw it clearly. There was one tied to Lu Ergou and one tied to Fan Shengli. We cannot rule out the possibility that they have other explosives." Lao Ma nodded seriously.

"This is trouble!" Director Zhang's head was buzzing at this moment. How did he encounter such a thing?

If you say they meet, then they meet. The key point is that there is an important person in the carriage. If he is injured, or in worse situation, it is uncertain whether he can continue to be the director.

At this time, Mr. Feng had asked the officers around him to draw a distribution map of the fugitives, hostages and his comrades that Lao Ma had just mentioned, and submitted it to the sniper outside for reference.

"Xiao Zhang, how are the skills of our comrades inside?" Old Feng asked at this time.

"Commander, you can rest assured. Comrade Yuan Mu is very skilled. I held a Ningyang Railway Police Competition before, and Comrade Yuan Mu won first place in seven events. He is very good in marksmanship, fighting, and physical fitness." Director Zhang replied quickly.

"Oh? Is it as powerful as you said?" Mr. Feng was a little surprised.

"Yes! I can guarantee that!" Director Zhang nodded.

"Then if we launch a general attack, can he cooperate with us well?"

Director Zhang hesitated slightly, then nodded.

"Commander! I believe in Comrade Yuan Mu's ability!"

Soon, a call was received in the carriage.

At this time, Xue Yong was sitting comfortably in his seat with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette, and holding the phone in his left hand.

"I'm Zhang Shaohuai, director of the Ningyang Railway Public Security Bureau! You can tell me if you have any requests!" Director Zhang's voice came over the phone.

"Oh! How could I, Xue Yong, be so honored that Director Zhang could talk to me personally? I'm so flattered!" Xue Yong had a smile on his face and a slightly teasing tone.

At this time, Director Zhang in the command center was gritting his teeth in anger. Negotiating terms with such a person was simply lowering his status, but there was no other way, he had to take action at this time.

"So what are your conditions?"