Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao entered the elevator and looked up and down. The indicator light in the elevator showed that the elevator had reached the tenth floor. Zhang Qiang winked at Wang Tao and jumped into the air. His two feet stepped on the back wall of the elevator.
, his hands were placed on the elevator door, and his back was pressed tightly against the ceiling of the elevator. Wang Tao held the machete in his mouth, jumped up, and pressed against the ceiling of the elevator like Zhang Qiang.
In the control room on the 13th floor, the screens of the four monitors monitoring the internal situation of the elevator were covered with snowflakes. More than a dozen people in the control room stared at the monitors at a loss. A middle-aged man had a gloomy face and his hands behind his back, monitoring the city.
Walk back and forth.
"Boss! Elevator No. 2 is almost reaching the thirteenth floor." A man pushed open the door of the control room and came to the middle-aged man's side, saying in a low voice.
"Pay close attention to the movements in the other three elevators and the stairs. You lead a dozen gunmen to wait at the door of the second elevator. Kill anyone in the elevator. However, no matter how stupid the Feiyu Gang is, they can't be so stupid.
If this is the case, the prince would think too highly of Guo Feiyu." The expression on the middle-aged man's face was quite confident when he spoke. He was sure that the people from Feiyu's gang would not take the elevator to the 13th floor again. In order not to make any mistakes, he
Still, a dozen people were sent to wait at the door of the No. 2 elevator.
Elevator No. 2 stopped on the 13th floor. More than a dozen gunmen outside the elevator aimed at the elevator door. The elevator door slowly opened. There was no one in the empty elevator. The dozen gunmen breathed a sigh of relief.
His hands lowered subconsciously. "It seems that the leader's guess is correct. The people in the Feiyu Gang are not stupid pigs." The little leader who just entered the monitoring room said to himself.
Just as a dozen people were about to turn around and leave, two ghostly figures appeared in the elevator, and thick murderous intent poured out of the elevator. "Ah!" A gunman inadvertently turned his head and glanced at the elevator, which was empty just now.
Suddenly two people appeared, and he screamed involuntarily.
"Why are you shouting..." another gunman asked in confusion. Before he could finish his words, he felt a hand clasping his neck, and a fierce murderous aura made his whole body tremble.
Hemp; the gunman's hand holding the gun wanted to lift up, but the hand holding his neck didn't give him a chance, and his fingers contracted. The gunman's eyes were round and dim, and his eyes dimmed. "Cang!" in his hand.
The gun fell to the ground.
The gunman who screamed raised his hand and was about to shoot. A cold light mixed with a hint of cool air passed across his wrist. He opened his eyes wide and watched as the hand holding the gun fell to the ground. After a few seconds, his body went limp.
He collapsed on the ground and fainted.
A dozen gunmen turned around, opened their mouths, and stared blankly at the menacing Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao. "Shoot... shoot." The little leader shouted tremblingly.
Wang Tao flicked his wrist, and the scimitar in his hand shot out, "Plop!" The light of the sword was gone, and the scimitar sank into the chest of the little boss. The little boss looked down at the handle of the knife on his chest, with a look of disbelief on his face. Scimitar
The moment it disappeared into the little boss's chest, Wang Tao's figure also appeared next to the little boss.
The remaining less than ten gunmen raised their guns in a panic. Before they could raise their arms, Wang Tao reached out and pulled out the scimitar inserted into the little boss's chest. He smiled evilly and dodged through the gap between several people. The sword flashed.
Up, the scimitar drew four bright arcs in the air, and the four arcs hit the throats of the four gunmen almost at the same time. The arms raised by the four gunmen hung down weakly, and what was reflected in their eyes was still the four dazzling lights.
of arc light.
The trembling muzzles of the remaining gunmen finally pointed at Wang Tao, and another figure appeared beside them. Zhang Qiang grabbed a gunman's arm with one hand, and supported the gunman's waist with his other hand.
With a swing of his arm, "Boom!" the gunman who was thrown out by Zhang Qiang knocked down four of his companions.
Zhang Qiang didn't wait for the five people lying on the ground to react, and kicked out his legs in succession. The five people lying on the ground didn't even have a chance to resist. They were kicked by Zhang Qiang until blood spurted from the mouth. Their bodies twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
Already.
Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao looked at each other. They walked gently and came to the corner of the corridor. The sound of leather shoes sounded in the corridor. Zhang Qiang immediately pressed his body against the wall and stuck his head out a little.
I scanned the situation on the other side of the corridor with the corner of my eye. Turning this corner is the stairwell. The control room that monitors the entire building is right next to the stairwell. There are seven people walking back and forth between the stairwell and the door of the control room.
There were more than a dozen people walking toward Zhang Qiang with guns in their hands. They all looked nervous and walked in a hurry, obviously knowing that something had happened in the elevator.
Zhang Qiang retracted his head, put his mouth close to Wang Tao's ear and whispered: "Someone is coming, so act quickly."
When a dozen gunmen walked to the corner of the corridor, they did not realize any danger. Keen intuition can save people's lives. The dozen or so gunmen carrying guns had little murderous intent, and no intuition at all. The God of Death
It would be unreasonable not to smile at such a person
The few people walking in front looked straight in the eyes. After turning the corner and walking two steps, they felt two people standing next to them. Wang Tao and Zhang Qiang rushed into the crowd while the others were stunned.
Guns can kill people very quickly, but it depends on who is in the hands and what kind of enemy the gunman encounters. Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao, two monsters no less than the gods of death, slipped into the crowd silently,
There are really not many people who can beat them in close combat. The gun in the gunman's hand has become a redundant thing. Some people's throats were cut by Wang Tao's machete without even having a chance to raise the gun;
He raised the gun, but his sternum was shattered by Zhang Qiang's iron fist.
After a burst of fighting, the corridor fell silent again. In the end, these dozen gunmen didn't even have a chance to scream. Since the Feiyu Gang suffered nearly a hundred casualties tonight, Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao took action with hatred and deadly moves. In front of the control room door and
The seven people next to the stairs took out their pistols and pointed them at the corner of the corridor. None of the seven people dared to go over and see what was going on.
The seven people bit their lips, their hands holding the guns trembled slightly, and their eyes were full of fear. Two people flew out from the corner of the corridor, their bodies trembled, and their fingers pulled the triggers at the same time.
"Bang bang bang!" All the bullets hit the hands of the two people who flew out. The two people who were shot into a honeycomb by the bullets lay motionless on the ground. Seven people slowly moved to the two people. A more courageous gunman used
His feet turned the person lying on the ground over, "Ah! It's him" seven people exclaimed at the same time.
Before the voice could finish, Zhang Qiang and Wang Tao appeared next to the seven people.
In the monitoring room, a dozen people sat on chairs and stared at the monitor screen. A middle-aged man stood behind everyone with his hands behind his back. He was the commander of the princeling's operation. The Feiyu Gang, who made their fortune by killing people, was there.
He was insignificant in his eyes. The Feiyu Gang was caught off guard from the beginning of this operation, which made him even more confident in destroying the Feiyu Gang. After hearing the gunshots in the corridor, he smiled disdainfully and thought to himself
His own men killed several more idiots from the Feiyu Gang.
The door of the monitoring room was gently pushed open, and a person walked into the monitoring room.