Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce
Chapter 319 - 322 history seems to be repeating itself

Chapter 319: 322 history seems to be repeating itself

She didn’t know if Zhuo Ting had already arrived at the Armed Police Command Center, nor did she know how many lives Zhuo Ting would sacrifice to eliminate Wen Nian with the help of M country’s rebel army...

All she knew was that something that could have been avoided was happening in another way.

This day... really was turning out to be a complete disaster.

Tang Xiaohua covered her own face, her heart a complete mess.

And just then, there was a sudden commotion inside the screening room!

The piercing screams of women and the crying of children instantly gripped Tang Xiaohua’s heart!

She hurriedly got up and peeked through the window to spy on the situation—

One of the armed men grabbed a child and dragged him toward the front of the screening room.

The parents screamed in terror,

"My child! Give him back to me! Give him back to me!"

Wen Nian was startled, and immediately after, gunshots rang out, and the villain shot the woman in the knee!

"Roll back!"

Several people couldn’t suppress their impulse to rush forward, wanting to fight, but the villain was holding a submachine gun; one sweep, and they all would be dead!

Wen Nian narrowed his eyes, seeing another person picking up a bomb pack in front of him and instantly understanding their intentions.

He took a pistol from his own back waist and stealthily stuffed it into Bai Qiantan’s hand, whispering, "Take care of yourself."

Bai Qiantan was stunned for a moment, "Wen Nian...?"

Wen Nian pulled the mask down to his chin, his hat still on, raised his hands, and stood up,

"Strap it to me! I’ll trade for the two of them."

Separated by only a wall, Tang Xiaohua heard Wen Nian’s voice, and then saw a figure dressed in a very hip-hop cool fashion moving down.

If it weren’t for Wen Nian’s voice, she wouldn’t have recognized the person dressed in these clothes as Wen Nian!

Tang Xiaohua clenched her fists, wanting desperately to grab him and stop his forward steps.

Does this man have any sense of his responsibilities as President at all?

His life is more important than the lives of everyone else here! The notion that all lives are equal can only be used to fool children!

It seemed as if history was repeating itself...

But if it was just a repetition, at least she could see the end, and no matter what, Wen Nian would be safely rescued.

But... she really dared not sit and wait for the outcome.

The slightest deviation, and heaven wouldn’t give her another chance to choose!

The two villains glanced at Wen Nian and didn’t recognize him as the President of the G country, as this disguise made it hard to associate him with a high-ranking figure.

They didn’t care, anyway; who they tied up was all the same, a child’s crying was just irritating.

After releasing the child, they dragged Wen Nian to a chair.

Wen Nian kept his head down, his hat was pulled low, and coupled with the distance from the last row of the theater to the front row, the shocked audience couldn’t see Wen Nian’s face, and they simply thought he was a young man willing to make a sacrifice for others.

One villain was very carefully tying a bomb, while the other two spoke in the language of M country.

Among their words, Wen Nian heard... the negotiations had failed.

The G country government refused to pay the three billion ransom.

Wen Nian looked down at the time bomb strapped to his body, and was still fairly calm.

He took a deep breath, lifted his head, but when he did, he saw a head poking out from the projection window in the back row, only to quickly retract.

That was...

Wen Nian was taken aback and even a little unsettled.

Was he delirious? Or had he been driven to hallucinations by Song Lili, or...

May it not be the third possibility, please not that!

Tang Xiaohua clenched her fists, her whole being in a highly combustible state! How much longer must she wait?

The bomb tied to Wen Nian was enough to blow up the entire number one screening room!

She took a deep breath, staying calm.

Inside the hall, the armed men suddenly took action, definitely signaling something bad had happened.

Had the negotiations failed?

This possibility seemed great.

If the entire Armed Police Force, or even the President Guard Team members, had been controlled by the Vice President, then waiting any longer was undoubtedly waiting for death.

She tried to contact Long Siyan, but there was no response on the other end.

She went to projector window number 2 and tapped on the wall.

Song Yangling had been on alert here for quite some time.

"Captain?"

"Xiao Lingzi, I can’t get in touch with the outside for now. It seems that the negotiations have failed, and the government side is unwilling to pay the ransom since the President is strapped with explosives."

Song Yangling was shocked, "Then... just tell the people outside that Mr. President is in here!"

"Xiao Lingzi, the situation is not as simple as you think. The only good news is that these militants haven’t recognized Mr. President yet."

"... Are they blind?"

"..."

Tang Xiaohua really couldn’t joke at this point.

"Captain, tell me what to do now. I’ll follow your lead."

"Looking at the situation, these bandits plan to retreat. They will definitely use the fire escape. I need you to follow them after they retreat and seize the opportunity to take them all out! Clear a clean escape path."

"Captain, rest assured, Song Yangling guarantees to complete the mission."

"Don’t underestimate these bandits. You must be vigilant in every little detail! Be cautious!"

"Understood, Captain!"

Song Yangling said with a smile, "After spending two months at the Police Department, I’ve been itching for some action. Just what I need to stretch my muscles! And what about you, Captain?"

"After the militants retreat, I will lead the crowd to evacuate through the emergency exit, following the path you’ve cleared. Therefore, you must complete your mission."

There would still be a few militants left in the cinema by then, and Tang Xiaohua couldn’t assess the situation for the time being, so she dared not let the crowd evacuate via other passages without anyone paving the way.

"You’re not following them out?"

Song Yangling was also very sharp-witted.

"Somebody has to dismantle the explosives strapped to Mr. President. If you move out quickly enough and encounter Minister Long or Commander Lu, inform them of the situation inside."

"... Okay!"

Song Yangling took a deep breath.

No sooner had they finished speaking than there was another commotion inside the auditorium. Several militants left the theater through three exits, almost simultaneously closing the doors and locking them from the outside!

"Xiao Lingzi, move out!"

Song Yangling grabbed his gear and stealthily began to move.

Although the three men left through three different doors, they would eventually converge on the same escape route. Tang Xiaohua had the layout of the entire cinema etched in her mind; she trusted her judgment and Song Yangling’s capabilities.

The two guards outside the projection room had already evacuated, and the hall was now filled with howls!

Everyone was acutely aware that the package strapped to Wen Nian was an explosive, powerful enough to blow them all to death.

They pounded on the door, trying everything to kick, smash, and ram it! The air was filled with voices screaming in terror.

Tang Xiaohua peered through the window and saw the timer on Wen Nian glowing red... five minutes.

She took a deep breath, her hands trembling as she picked up her gear and ran out, circling around to a main door. Meanwhile, gunshots kept ringing out.

She fired two shots, breaking the locks on the door. The cinema’s main door burst open, and just as Tang Xiaohua was about to call for order, a surge of force pushed her aside.

More than two hundred people ran out like they were insane!

Tang Xiaohua had no time to wait and immediately moved to another door, breaking its lock as well.

Another wave of people rushed out, while Tang Xiaohua pushed her way inside.

Wen Nian sat in a chair, Bai Qiantan was helping him to loosen the ropes on his hands and feet, while the explosive’s wires were wrapped around his neck, the "beep beep" sound nerve-wracking.

"How do we dismantle this?"

Bai Qiantan asked Wen Nian.

Before Wen Nian could speak, Tang Xiaohua had already squeezed in, "I’ll do it!"