Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 602 - 465: Spread to the Yin and Bai Families (Part 2)
Shuangshuang and Huang Huang stared wide-eyed at these two fierce foreign men—
Su Xiaomeng used as calm a tone as possible, suppressing the fear and all the trembling in her heart, she said to Shuangshuang and Huang Huang,
"Shuang’er, Huang’er, come over to Mommy, hold Mommy’s hand..."
Su Xiaomeng’s heart was trembling, she was afraid that these terrorists might really be the kind of people who, like in the news reports on TV, lack any trace of blood or humanity, and really regard human life as worthless.
She was afraid that innocent Shuangshuang and Huang Huang would be fearless as young cubs before tigers...
Fortunately, Shuangshuang and Huang Huang listened to Meng Meng very well, the little ones swayed their bodies and walked over to her side, each grabbing one hand, tightly holding them in her arms.
Han Tan was still conversing with the two men in front of her, then started using a language other than English.
Su Xiaomeng didn’t understand, but even if she did, it wouldn’t help.
Shan Mingxu bore with it, feeling like a butcher’s knife on one side, a fish on the other side, no matter how brave, he wouldn’t confront two assault rifles at this moment.
"Stand up!"
One of the rough men spoke!
Han Tan said,
"Get up, you can’t leave now, don’t make any sudden moves, just follow them into the church."
Su Xiaomeng didn’t say a word, Shan Mingxu picked up Shuangshuang and Huang Huang and followed beside Su Xiaomeng, with a gun pointed at the back of his head.
The wedding scene was already a mess, how many people were lying on the ground, how much blood had spilled, Xiao Meng didn’t even dare to look.
Shan Mingxu naturally knew how bloody and terrifying the scene was, he held down Shuangshuang and Huang Huang’s heads, not letting them look around.
Han Tan didn’t say anything.
Once inside the church, Su Xiaomeng saw that the guests who had managed to flee into the church were now crouched against the wall with their heads in their hands.
There were five or six men with assault rifles walking back and forth inside the church.
One of them was sitting on a step at the side, with a fierce expression, looking... Chinese.
When Su Xiaomeng and Shan Mingxu entered, that man squinted his eyes,
"What’s going on?"
Han Tan walked over directly, said a few words coldly and indifferently, and the man snorted.
Han Tan didn’t respond, and turned back, he said to Su Xiaomeng,
"Stay here, don’t panic or rush, be patient and be a hostage for now, as long as the British Government hands over Prince Harry, you will be fine."
Han Tan had already put on a mask before entering the church.
Now looking at Xiao Meng and them, only a pair of cold eyes could be seen.
Su Xiaomeng was not foolish enough to not grasp the situation.
If one is to be unlucky, even cold water would choke oneself, it was a wedding she didn’t even want to attend initially, why did she come—
A flash of white light crossed Su Xiaomeng’s mind!
"Qin Hui!"
"Shh..."
Shan Mingxu, holding Shuangshuang and Huang Huang, moved to a corner, hearing Su Xiaomeng suddenly call out, quickly gestured for her to lower her voice.
Su Xiaomeng quickly covered her mouth, sat next to Shan Mingxu, and whispered,
"A classmate of mine, came to the wedding with me, when we were running, I told her to follow me closely, but she didn’t catch up."
Su Xiaomeng feared the worst, thinking about this possibility made her hands and feet cold.
At that moment, more guests were still being driven into the church, and they were forced to crouch against the wall as soon as they entered.
Everyone’s mobile phones and means of communication were all confiscated, including those of Xiao Meng and Shan Mingxu.
Xiao Meng had an injury on her foot, leaning against the wall, holding Shuangshuang and Huang Huang in her arms, Shan Mingxu, like most people, crouched with his head in his hands against the wall.
At this moment, Xiao Meng suddenly remembered a news piece she read last year, mentioning social issues in some European countries, including religion, politics, and other issues that could cause national unrest.
The topic of terrorists taking advantage to riot within a country was repeatedly raised.
People in China often felt grateful for being born there, being far from such instability and danger.
Now, Su Xiaomeng was personally experiencing such unfortunate events, as if it was karma from a past life.
She was not the protagonist of the event, nor had any association with this terrorist attack, but like all the guests present, she was innocent and pure.
This was so helpless, so powerless...
Xiao Meng felt fear, she feared that this terrorist attack would turn into a massacre, no, it should already be considered a massacre...
Holding Shuangshuang and Huang Huang in her arms, fear crept into every pore of her body.
Sobs and cries were incessant around her...
The shadow and aura of death enveloped everything continuously.
Causing her whole body to tremble.
Was there any way... any way to at least ensure the safety of Shuangshuang and Huang Huang?
At this moment, a few more people were pushed inside from outside.
Su Xiaomeng looked up, this glance surprised not just her, but also the clusters of British people huddled along the walls!
It was Princess Sherry, Prince Harry’s wife, who was pushed in.
Behind the princess was Chu Jiao, dressed in a wedding gown that had long been tattered.
"They ran away."
The man pushing the queen and Chu Jiao spoke to the man sitting on the steps.
"Damn it!"
The man fiercely stubbed out his cigarette, his face growing even darker with fury!
Princess and Chu Jiao, both of whom held special status, were tightly bound and then thrown next to Xiao Meng and Shan Mingxu.
Princess Sherry cried, tears streaming down her face, while at this moment Chu Jiao looked like a living corpse, expressionless.
Her white wedding dress was splattered with bloodstains...
No one can remain calm when confronted with such frightening events, events that seem a world away from their own.
Hanging by a thread, the phrase fits this moment perfectly, without exaggeration.
The atmosphere in the church was suffocatingly oppressive.
Su Xiaomeng’s heart constricted sharply, she glanced at Shan Mingxu...
Mingxu looked back at her intently, and after a long pause, very softly said,
"I won’t let you and your little siblings get hurt..."
Su Xiaomeng remained silent, unable to say anything unnecessary.
In front are all strange, terrifying extremists, no one cares about your life or death.
If the goal is not achieved, everyone will perish; if the goal is achieved, survival is still uncertain.
Su Xiaomeng understood this clearly, but she was not entirely desperate because she was alive, Shuangshuang and Huang Huang were still in her arms...
She wanted to protect them.
"Mommy, why is everyone crying..."
Shuangshuang murmured, her big, spiritual eyes spinning anxiously, losing some of their vitality and showing more of insecurity.
Su Xiaomeng forced a smile, spoke hoarsely to Shuangshuang and Huang Huang,
"Uncles and aunties are making a movie, we’re also actors, we need to cooperate with them..."
Making... a movie?
Shuangshuang seemed to understand and her eyes widened slightly, the fear and unease diminished somewhat.
Prince Huang looked eagerly at the piano that was quite close to him...
After a long pause, he pointed at the piano, asked Xiao Meng,
"Mommy, play that one..."
Su Xiaomeng was about to retract Prince Huang’s hand when the man sitting on the steps heard Prince Huang’s words and came over meaningfully,
"How old is this child?"
Su Xiaomeng’s heart tightened, but she wasn’t overly frightened, replied honestly, 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
"Three years old."
"Three years old? Can play the piano at three?"
"Uh... just playing around."
"Then let him play, bored as it is."
Su Xiaomeng didn’t want Prince Huang to fiddle around, but...
"Go ahead."
Su Xiaomeng still let go, Prince Huang swayed his way to the piano, the man helped him open the piano lid.
Prince Huang climbed up as if he knew what he was doing, placed his hands on the keys— "Ode to Joy."
Only repeating two small sections.
This kind of music seemed unusually jarring in such an atmosphere.
Yet, inexplicably, it made many people who were desperate and terrified lift their heads and wipe away their tears.
As long as one is alive, anything is possible, there is hope.
Su Xiaomeng should be relieved that this attack has a specific target, namely Prince Harry of the United Kingdom.
Also relieved, that this is not an attack by Islamists or Muslims that would lead to despair.
The man uploaded a video of Huang Huang playing the piano online, sent it to the British Government, clearly stating the hostage situation and negotiation conditions.
Within just half an hour, the news of Windsor’s royal wedding turning into a terrifying funeral exploded across the globe!
The cruel and horrible scene shocked and terrified everyone.
Meanwhile, Yin Shixiu, who was on a business trip to another city, turned pale the instant he received the news.
The video of Prince Huang playing "Ode to Joy" finally reached the country.
Reached the Yin Family and Bai Family...
Reached Mr. Yin and Mr. Bai’s eyes... that’s Mr. Yin’s beloved grandson, Mr. Bai’s granddaughter and great-grandson...
