Chapter 636

Tibeta, also known as Harry fata, is 828 meters high and 162 floors in total. It is the tallest building in the world.

Below the 37th floor of Tibeta is the hotel, and the 45th-105th floors are apartments. There are more than 700 rooms in total. It is said that they will be sold out within 8 hours after the sale. The office area and conference room are above the 106th floor, and the viewing platform is on the 124th floor, about 442m away from the ground.

In addition to catering, office and residence, there are many supporting facilities inside the Tibeta, such as the world's highest swimming pool, the highest mosque and the highest nightclub, which can be hooked with the world's highest.

It's really expensive. A ticket costs more than 700. Moreover, it's only a round at the 124 floor landscape platform. Of course, you can also experience the speeding elevator of 17.5 meters per second.

If Chu fan pays for it himself, he says he won't go up. Paralyzed, brother, how much money did you make a month a year ago? This ticket is enough for my buddy to work on the construction site for more than half a month.

But when he walked into the temple, he found that too many people took the elevator to go sightseeing and had to queue up.

"One person is seven hundred, ten people are seven thousand, and one hundred people are seventy thousand." Chu fan looked around. Good guy, a sea of people, how much do you earn for tickets alone this day? Are these people crazy?

If Princess Mamela comes forward, they can go up easily. There is no need to queue up at all, but Mamela rarely shows up. She doesn't want people to know that she takes her friends to play. The most important thing is that she doesn't want to expose her relationship with Chu fan so early. Therefore, she paid for the ticket and lined up with Qiaoyun, Zheng Xueqi and others in the crowd, waiting to enter.

Seeing that it was almost Chu fan's turn, Song Wen suddenly gave a voice, covered her stomach and bent down.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Yun hurriedly helped her and asked with concern, "do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No... No." Song Wen's forehead was sweating with pain and grabbed Chu fan. "Brother fan, send me to the bathroom. I have a stomachache."

"Wipe, deserve it!"

Chu fan didn't have a good way: "who told you to eat in death? People eat light breakfast. You have to eat roast lamb chops. It's OK to eat roast lamb chops. You also eat fried stinky tofu and ice cream. Do you think your stomach can stand it?"

"Don't be wordy. Hurry up and take me to the bathroom. Sobbing!" Song Wen cried with tears.

Chu fan had no choice but to let Qiao Yun go first. He picked up Song Wen and ran quickly to the bathroom.

The bathroom in the tower of emperor Bato tower is lavish, and the toilet is spotlessly clean, not only without peculiar smell, but also with faint perfume. In each compartment, TT is prepared, which is very considerate.

Chu fan feels it by the way. It's nothing special. If it was put before, he had to scrape off a layer of gold foil on the toilet.

"Benedict Benedict!" Chu fan knocked on the compartment and said impatiently, "I said, are you all right?"

"Brother fan, i... I seem to be... Injured." Song Wen's voice was crying.

"Hurt?" Chu fan was startled, pulled the door and urged, "open the door. I'll see what's going on? Good, how can you get hurt?"

Song Wen opened the door. Chu fan went in on his side and couldn't wait to ask, "where's the injury?"

"Look!" Song Wen pointed to the wastebasket. There was a white bear with cartoon inside, with a pool of scarlet blood on it.

"I wipe!"

Chu fan patted his forehead and said helplessly, "dead girl, are you hurt?"

Song Wen said tearfully, "it's not on her hand. How can I shed so much blood? Woo woo, brother fan, am I going to die?"

"Dead fart, I ask you, do you hurt?"

"I have a stomachache."

Chu fan was going crazy: "I didn't ask your stomach. I mean, there is a wound with bleeding. Can you stop it?"

"Just because it doesn't hurt, I'm more afraid. Woo woo woo, am I terminally ill?"

Now Chu fan was about to cry: "old sister, how old are you this year? Haven't you studied physiology? Wipe your sister, you've come to my aunt. Haven't you been here before?"

Song Wen shook her head, looking innocent.

"Oh, I've convinced you. Let's go. I'll take you to buy a blood sucking pad."

Chu fan just walked out of the bathroom with Song Wen and suddenly felt something wrong. It is reasonable to say that most girls will come to their great aunt when they are eleven or twelve, but Song Wen is seventeen. How did she come? Is... Is she sick?

She's like this. She can't go anywhere today. Let's take her back to the hotel to have a rest.

Chu fan takes out the phone and is about to call Qiaoyun. Suddenly, a panic scream comes from the gate of the di Baita. The crowd suddenly runs around like headless flies. Screams and explosions followed.

Then, seven terrorists with guns, grenades and explosive bags on their backs rushed over.

I wipe NIMA's. what's the idea? I've long heard that terrorist incidents often occur in this place, but I didn't expect to catch up the next day. What are they doing? You're not going to blow up Tibeta, are you?

Chu fan's complexion was a little pale. Qiao Yun and they were still on the tower. If they led the explosive package, I'm afraid none of the people in the whole Di Bai tower could survive.

"Wenwen, hide in the bathroom. Don't come out without my greeting." Chu fan pushed Song Wen and then ran out like a sharp arrow.

Head on, a burly bandit with a gun in his hand was shooting a shuttle of bullets into the air. He swears and doesn't know what he's talking about. In the back, a fierce bandit yelled. He immediately took off the explosive package on his back and went straight to the elevator.

"Whoosh!" Chu fan flashed past him. The bandit couldn't believe it. The explosive bag fell. He covered his neck with his hands and staggered forward for three steps. He fell to the ground with a plop. The blood spread from his throat in an instant, shocking.

When Chu fan killed the second bandit, he was finally found. The man in the back shouted, raised his gun and aimed at Chu fan, which was a shuttle of bullets.

"Da da ta TA!"

The glass behind Chu fan was broken, but he didn't even touch Chu fan's hair. In just a few seconds, another bandit fell. For them, Chu fan is an irresistible God of death, staring at who dies.

In a twinkling of an eye, four of the seven bandits died, and there were three left at the door. Seeing Chu fan rush over, they were so frightened that they didn't know to shoot.

They witnessed the whole process of Chu fan's killing with their own eyes. It's easier than killing a chicken. Their bullets can't even touch the shadow of others. How to kill them? This is not a level of battle at all. If they delay, they will all die here.

"Throw grenades!"

The bandit leader burst out, fiercely grabbed four grenades and threw them at Chu fan. Then, without looking back, he turned and ran away.

This operation has failed. There is a siren. The police will arrive in less than three minutes. At that time, you really can't run.

But as soon as he took two steps, four grenades roared back, one in front of him, one in the left and one in the right. He was scared to death, and there was no chance to respond. The four grenades exploded at the same time, and he was blown to pieces, not even a complete bone.

The other two were also bloody. They blatantly ignited the explosive package on their body and rushed towards Chu fan. If you want to die, you should also take Chu fan and go to hell together.

Chu fan kicked four grenades without a pause. He rushed up with an arrow step, grabbed one person's neck with both hands, and rushed to the gate of the di Baita like a gust of wind. He roared and turned them up.

Shaking their hands, they flew obliquely into the air like two shells. When they rose to more than 300 meters high, the explosive bags on their bodies burst open, like fireworks, pouring blood all over the sky.

At this time, police cars roared over. Dozens of police wearing bulletproof vests, steel helmets, explosion-proof shields and guns quickly surrounded Chu fan.

Chu fansong opened his hand. The bloody dagger fell to the ground and slowly raised his hand. Then, several policemen who rushed up twisted their arms, pressed him to the ground and handcuffed him.

Subsequently, a group of police rushed in and carried out the four bodies inside. All the weapons, bombs and other dangerous goods on the bodies were collected, and the tourists in the tower were evacuated.

Chu fan was escorted to a police car. Two policemen wanted to push him in and send him away, but Chu fan's feet seemed to take root. They couldn't push him at all.

"Hello!" Chu fan ignored the two policemen nearby, but shouted to a police officer not far away.

Although he could not speak, he had a loud voice, which immediately attracted the attention of the police officer and brought people over.

"Chinese?" the police officer frowned. How could there be a Chinese in the terrorist organization?

Chu fan nodded hurriedly, "yes, i... am... Er, Chinese."

It's too hard. Just these two sentences were learned from Zheng Xueqi in the guest room last night. Unexpectedly, they are really useful today.

Finally someone listened to his explanation. Chu fan quickly nunuzui the body next to him: "er..."

What should I say? I can't tell.

"Who the hell are you?" the police officer suddenly asked in a slightly stiff Chinese language.

Chu fan was stunned for a long time. He was surprised and said, "can you speak Chinese? Great, I'm a good man. I killed seven terrorists. Just now, I threw out the two guys who exploded in heaven."

"You killed them alone, seven?" the police officer couldn't believe it. "How is it possible?"

Chu fan was worried: "what I said is true. If I were with them, I could stand here and let you catch me? Oh, yes, I'm a friend of Princess Mamela. Princess Mamela is in the tower."

"What?"

The police officer's face changed greatly. He immediately shouted to go down. Regardless of Chu fan, he rushed into the Tibeta in a hurry