The two people walked into the building. Dozens of corpses were lying outside. Ye Tianming said: "They have no weapons. Stop shooting. Grab them alive and ask which room Ambani is in."
Ambani and his family were in the same room. They watched the footage from the surveillance camera and remained silent. Andrew was Ambani's personal bodyguard. Behind him stood more than a dozen bodyguards with MP5 players in their hands. There were actually several tall men inside.
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Andrew said: "Master! You can helicopter and leave immediately."
Ambani looked back at his wife, who was pale with fright, and his dozen or so children, and said calmly: "How many of them can fly in a helicopter?"
"Dad! Why didn't you call the police?" asked a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old
Ambani touched her head: "The gangsters have already come in. If we call the police, they will be angered and we will be in danger."
"Master! Let me take people down to deal with them."
Ambani shook his head: "Don't you see something?"
Andrew said doubtfully: "What do you see?"
"I used to be a soldier. Judging from the speed of their shooting and their running movements, they should be soldiers, and they are also special forces. Even if you go out, you will die." At this point, he sighed, "So many people have died. I
If you don’t want people to die, pull them back. The guards don’t have weapons. Their purpose of coming is just for money. Let them in.”
Andrew was very unconvinced, but he had to obey Ambani's words. He said to a subordinate behind him: "Let those idiots come back. You go down and bring these two people up." The subordinate nodded and walked out with a gun.
Ye Tianming and the two walked up the stairs for more than ten floors, looking from room to room, but there was no one alive.
"Brother! For such a big building, if we hire servants, it will require at least five to six hundred people. But except for the security guards outside, how come there is no one left?"
Ye Tianming thought for a while and said: "Stop searching, go directly to the top floor. They should all be careful there. These people are just ordinary security guards, so they don't have weapons, but there must be bodyguards around Ambani, so they will have them."
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Shen Lang nodded. The two of them did not take the elevator, but walked up the stairs step by step. As soon as they reached the 19th floor, they heard rapid footsteps coming from the stairs. Ye Tianming and Shen Lang raised their guns at the same time.
"Don't shoot." An Indian guy who had just walked around the corner raised his hands. In his raised right hand, he was holding a micro-gun.
"Don't shoot, our master tells you to come up."
Ye Tianming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him, "Lead the way."
The Indian bastard led him to a room on the top floor. Andrew looked at Ye Tianming and Shen Lang unprepared and suddenly raised his gun.
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"Ah!!!!" A woman's ear-piercing scream sounded. Andrew's face turned pale, and he looked down at the gun that fell at his feet, while a severed hand was still holding on to the gun.
Ye Tianming moved his right hand slightly, and the Desert Eagle disappeared in his hand. Looking at the pale Andrew, this guy's face was sweating. He didn't know whether he was scared or in pain.
An absolutely cold smile appeared at the corner of Ye Tianming's mouth: "Don't do anything that makes me misunderstand, I don't want to kill people."