The guns and bullets hit the walls, splashing sand and rocks.
Zhang Yiming was so scared that he didn't dare to be careless and rushed into the office area on the third floor. Because the ground was marble, his feet were slippery and he was stumbling and hiding everywhere.
The employees of Diao's overtime work stood up from the workstation and looked at the intruders who were running away in a hurry, and were at a loss for a moment.
"boom"
The door of the fire staircase was violently kicked open, and foreigners who rushed in were swarming in with guns in their hands, with a ferocious face and a vicious spirit.
He raised his gun and fired.
"Bang bang bang"
Gunshots echoed in the spacious office area.
The employees were so scared that they panicked, screamed loudly, and ran away with their heads in their arms.
These foreign killers ignored them, shot randomly, and killed several employees by chance.
Zhang Yiming was short and hid under the workstation. He was surrounded by a terrifying and dense gunfire, and bullets flew everywhere, making him miserable.
Zhang Yiming couldn't bear it and didn't know how to solve the current crisis.
Suddenly I found that there was a knife for express delivery on the table. I picked it up and silently recited it in my heart.
"Bless the Immortal Lord!"
Without saying a word, he got up and threw it out.
"Swoosh"
"ah!"
He hit a man's eyeball and screamed in pain, kneeling on the ground and wailing in pain.
They also shocked the accomplices, stopped shooting, and looked at the injured one after another.
At this critical moment, Zhang Yiming turned over from the workstation like a raptor, kicked and kicked a person away.
At this moment, Zhang Yiming was like a god of war possessed him. He quickly clamped a person's arm with his feet, twisted it hard, and with a "click", the man's arm was broken.
When they didn't react, their bodies soared into the air, their bodies were extremely fast, and they rotated 180 degrees to lift their legs.
"Dong, dun"
The killers didn't have time to shoot, but they found that when their arms hurt, the gun in their hands "bang" to the ground, making a crisp sound of gunfire.
Looking around, the pursuers behind rushed towards this side. Zhang Yiming rushed out without thinking, without thinking, and rushed out alone as a cover.
"Bang bang bang"
The pursuers fired one after another, but with cover, there was nothing serious about it.
"Fuck, it's really a death!"
Zhang Yiming was spinning like a headless fly, and rushed up the fire stairs again. The pursuers behind him were chasing him reluctantly, and the footsteps kept ringing. Another group of killers was really trying to kill himself!
"Dadada..."
At the same time, the assault rifle bullets shot up and hit the wall near Zhang Yiming. Large areas of cracks appeared on the wall, sand and stones flew away, cement debris collapsed, and the skin hurt. A smell of gunpowder rushed straight into the nostrils.
Zhang Yiming ran and was afraid that the shot would hit his head, and blood would splash on the spot, and there would be no possibility of survival.
"Damn it!"
...
While hiding separately, Zhang Kongqing hid in the tea room. He had a lot of force, but compared with real guns and real ammunition, he was not as easy as possible. After all, it was different from hand-to-hand combat.
Besides, these people are professional killers, how can they be more powerful than bullets?
"Bang"
The door of the tea room was violently kicked open.
After hearing the sound, Zhang Kongqing picked up the water dispenser at his hand and threw it over.
"Dong"
The person who came in collided with the water dispenser and fell to the ground in response, and the companions behind him shot directly.
Zhang Kongqing had a flexible body technique, dodging left and right, passing by the bullet, stepped forward with a "swoosh" and knocked the person out with a punch.
I let out a long sigh, but fortunately there were only two people.
When Zhang Kongqing came out of the tea room, he saw the employees outside so scared that they ran away with their heads in their arms. Some people were trembling and hiding in the corner, and the entire floor was in chaos.
Where did Zhang Yiming go?
...
Zhang Yiming ran to the darkness of the corridor and hid in. His whole body was covered in sweat. He couldn't resist walking like this. Even if his physical fitness was good, he couldn't stand it. He leaned against the wall, panting silently.
gas.
A large number of gunmen stood there, looking at each other in a glance.
"I have to find out if I dig three feet into the ground!"
"yes"
Zhang Yiming had quick eyes and hands. While they were talking, he rushed to the fifth floor with a very fast sprint.
"Bang"
The bullet passed through the door panel, followed by another strafing gunfire.
...
After hearing the gunshots, the employees on the fifth floor panicked, screamed loudly, fled everywhere, and were in a mess. Zhang Yiming took advantage of the chaos to hide behind the building.
The pursuer who followed, no matter who it was.
"Puff puff puff"
A flash of fire, gunfire everywhere, accompanied by painful screams, echoes surrounding the entire office area for a long time.
Zhang Yiming glanced at the end of his eyes and the whole area was in a mess, with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood in the air, which hit the brain.
The whole scene is tragic, comparable to the purgatory on earth!
Zhang Yiming was suddenly stimulated when he thought of the scene of World War II. At this moment, his bloodline seemed to be awakened and he could never sit and wait for death.
He first looked around, observed accurately, adjusted his breathing, aimed at a person, calculated his position, waited for the opportunity, and rushed forward directly.
A gunman bandit was searching, and suddenly heard a sound behind him. When he turned around and saw a fist as big as a casserole hit his face, he fell to the ground and fell into a coma on the spot.
Zhang Yiming punched the man to solve his anger and stomped his feet hard on his head. He bleeded seven holes, and he was still a vegetable.
"Bang bang bang"
Zhang Yiming lowered his body and ran quickly into the cover. A few seconds later, the bandits chased him.
First, I saw my fallen companion and cursed.
"This kid is as slippery as a loach, and he can't catch it at all!"
"His life is worth 100 million yuan. If it is so easy, we will have to do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a trash can was thrown out from behind the cover, and the killers subconsciously raised their guns to aim.
"Bang bang bang"
The Zhang Yiming slid over from the ground, and with a sweeping leg, he knocked down all these killers!
...
There was no one in the security room, and gunfire was constantly coming upstairs.
Guan Xin Ci and Zhu Youqian went straight upstairs.
When I pushed the door open, I saw a mess. A group of people were lying everywhere on the ground, and the blood under me stained the ground red.
Each deceased either shot the head or the center. After checking, he found that there were still several survivors, but their lives were still there.
The caring ciqi body shivered and gritted her teeth and said:
"These damn Gentlemen!"
At this time, a small cry for help came from behind. If you were extremely careful, you would not hear it at all. You would walk in the direction of the sound.
A killer was found in the corner. Guan Xinci was so angry that he was beaten. He kicked him out with his feet and searched him, and took away all the gun magazines.
Loading the gun, he solemnly said to Zhu Youqian:
"You call the police and stay to save people."
After saying that, he went upstairs with a gun.
Zhu Youqian looked at such a miserable scene and felt a little sore and water in his stomach. He endured his nausea and asked: