Zhang Xiaolong hung up the phone and dialed Lao Qiang's number again. The ringtone assigned by the telecommunications company was "A Chinese Ghost Story". It rang for a while, but no one answered.
"Something happened to the old gun, and Tietou is the mole." Zhang Xiaolong thought to himself.
"Without the old gun, Tietou can control the entire building. There are only six of us and we must leave the building."
Fang Ying analyzed it calmly. As he talked, he organized the equipment with the four people in the third group, checked the condition of the firearms, and counted the number of bullets.
Zhang Xiaolong turned off his cell phone, took off Yang Yihui's clothes, and tied him into a human shape with sheets and pillows. After thinking for a while, he removed the base of the round coffee table and stuffed it into the body.
He tied a dummy and stuffed it into the chassis. It had a bulletproof effect. He put the dummy on his back and said, "You take Yang Yihui and hide it while I go out for a walk."
"You stay, I'll go." Fang Ying looked at him seriously.
Zhang Xiaolong glanced at her coldly, "Obey the order, Mr. Tang asked you to listen to me."
"This..." Fang Ying couldn't answer the question for a moment, not knowing what to say. Obedience to orders is a soldier's nature, and it has long been rooted in Fang Ying's soul. When Zhang Xiaolong said this, she fell silent.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Protect yourselves." Zhang Xiaolong blinked at her. He couldn't let a woman take risks.
"Well, you should be careful." Fang Ying nodded and said nothing more.
Zhang Xiaolong carried the dummy on his back and left the room, his heart as firm as iron, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. No matter how many people were blocking him, he would break through.
Zhang Shu and Nan Yong followed.
"Mr. Zhang, let's go with you. If there are too few people, we will be suspected."
"Well done."
Just now Tietou Lu Yi received a call from Zhang Xiaolong, and immediately sent someone to find Lao Qiang, and took the person back to Yang Yihui's ward.
The ground in the ward completely sunk, and the body of nurse Wang Kaili hung swaying on the spider-web-shaped steel bars. The room below was reduced to ruins by the collapsed floor, and the bed Yang Yihui lay on turned into rotten wood.
A middle-aged man stood in the ruins, staring at Wang Kaili's body.
He is Li Zhihuan, Wang Kaili’s companion.
Seeing Tietou Lu Yi, Li Zhihuan took out a mobile phone, pressed the replay button and threw it to Tietou Lu Yi upstairs.
On the other side of the phone is Li Shengmin, a cadre of the South Korean Benlei Gang.
"Mr. Lu, I heard that there was a little accident. Do you need my help?"
"No need." Tietou Lu Yi spoke Korean fluently.
Tietou Lu Yi is surrounded by his loyal subordinates, so there is no need to worry about leaking secrets.
He is the mole.
After hanging up the phone, he dialed Zhang Xiaolong's number, but the other party's phone had been turned off.
"Pass the word, the gang leader has been kidnapped. The kidnapper is hiding in the building. All the gang members must be dispatched to get the gang leader back. Find landlord Zhang and kill him." Tietou Lu Yi wanted to kill not only Zhang Xiaolong, but also Yang Yihui.
"yes."
Tietou Lu Yi nodded to Li Zhihuan on the fifty-second floor.
Li Zhihuan bowed three times to Wang Kaili's body and walked out of the door on the 52nd floor.
Zhang Xiaolong, Zhang Shu, and Nan Yong did not take the stairwell. The damaged elevator doors were all open. A red rope was wrapped around the outside and no access was allowed. The three of them grabbed the broken cable and slid downstairs.
Zhang Shu and Nan Yong were in front, and Zhang Xiaolong was third.
When they slid to the thirtieth floor, the three of them felt the cable shake strangely.
Ye Ming looked up and found a fourth person holding on to the cable and sliding down. This person was none other than the Korean killer Lee Ji-hwan. He changed positions while sliding, with the cable between his legs, his head down, and his hands holding guns aimed downwards.
Zhang Xiaolong freed his hand and shot to the top of his head.
Li Zhihuan also fired downwards.
However, the shaking of the cable affected the shooting accuracy, and the bullets hit the four walls of the elevator shaft irregularly, causing sparks to fly.
"A master is here, let's go out." Zhang Xiaolong shouted to the people below.
Nan Yong was the first to jump out of the elevator from the twentieth floor.
Zhang Shu jumped out of the elevator room from the seventeenth floor.
Zhang Xiaolong put the gun in his pocket, slid down a little faster, and jumped out from the fourteenth floor. The limbs of the dummy behind him were already unreasonably twisted, but the light in the elevator shaft was too dark, and Li Zhihuan was timid about taking revenge, so he didn't
Discover this detail.
Nan Yong, who was on the 20th floor, raised his gun and fired at the blind spots in the elevator shaft. The bullets bounced off the walls of the elevator shaft, forming a sparse barrage.
Li Zhihuan had no choice but to jump out of the elevator on the 22nd floor. The violent shaking of the cable told Nan Yong that the target would not slide down, so he hurriedly ran into the stairwell.
At this time, Zhang Xiaolong and Zhang Shu had already met on the fourteenth floor, and a large number of volunteers appeared below. The two sides were shooting at each other. Bullets were flying in the stairwell, and the sound of gunfire echoed in the small space, which was a huge test for the eardrums.
"Have the top ones been killed?" Zhang Xiaolong asked Nan Yong loudly.
At this time, another bullet flew, and the gunshot fired by Li Zhihuan responded to his question.
"Damn."
Zhang Xiaolong placed the dummy in the corner, went out from the stairwell, came back with four bottles of fire extinguishers, and started spraying them upstairs and downstairs. Suddenly the stairwell was filled with thick white smoke.
The three people held their noses and rushed down, while the volunteer gang below were shooting at random with their guns. In this special situation, personal quality is most tested.
Zhang Shu and Nan Yong did not shoot. Whenever a bullet made a visible line in the smoke, they fired at the origin. They could hit someone every time, and the volunteers below were forced to do it again and again.
After retreating, when we reached the tenth floor, there were already corpses of members of the Yi Gang on the stairs. Nan Yong took off two grenades from one of the corpses and threw them directly below.
Boom! Boom!
There were two loud noises in succession, and air waves from the explosion surged up from below, blowing away the smoke in the stairwell.
Zhang Xiaolong dragged a corpse and took Zhang Shu and Nan Yong out of the stairwell from the eighth floor. The enemy was getting closer and closer, and the dummy might be seen. Zhang Xiaolong took off the clothes of the dummy, put it on the corpse, and then put it on the corpse.
Carrying the corpse on my back felt a bit heavy.
Zhang Shu and Nan Yong picked up several 97 rifles from the bodies in the stairwell.
Zhang Xiaolong took a 97, pulled out the magazine and took a look. There were about 20 bullets left. The three of them quickly retreated to the room at the end of the corridor. Zhang Xiaolong smashed the glass with the butt of the gun, took out the phone and turned it on, notifying the person upstairs.
Chen Tie.
"Tiedan, I'm on the eighth floor, did you see it?"
"I saw it." Chen Tie first aimed at Zhang Xiaolong's location, then moved the scope and looked up and down.
He also used a 97 rifle.
"I'm going down, cover me."
"clear."
At this time, Zhang Shu and Nan Yong had already taken down the ropes tied to the curtains, tied them together, and tied one end to the leg of the bed in the room.
Zhang Xiaolong carried the fake body on his back and was the first to slide down the rope.
The five floors below the Hongcheng Hotel are a dining and entertainment center with a large semicircular rooftop, which is also the hotel's open-air restaurant, with decorated flower beds and more than a dozen parasols.
From the eighth floor to the rooftop, the height of the third floor, the length of the rope is just right.
Zhang Xiaolong jumped to the rooftop, immediately hid behind the flower bed, placed the body in the corner, and pointed the gun at the building upstairs.
Zhang Shu jumped directly and rolled on the spot to remove the impact. The movements were completed in one go. Zhang Shu was second, followed closely by Nan Yong. When he jumped down, the remaining glass of the window was shattered by the bullets fired from inside.
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The first person to rush into the room on the eighth floor was the Korean killer Li Zhihuan. He used an injured member of the gang as a human shield for the gang, and Nan Yong's bullets all hit the human shield.
Li Zhihuan rushed to the window and wanted to kill Nan Yong with one shot. At this time, three guns fired at the same time. Zhang Xiaolong shot Li Zhihuan on the left shoulder, and Zhang Shu also hit Li Zhihuan between the eyebrows.
Chen Tie's bullet finally flew and entered Li Zhihuan's nose, killing him. Zhang Shu looked warily at the building opposite. Through the trajectory, he saw Chen Tie in the building opposite.
"Don't worry, we're on our own." Zhang Xiaolong shouted.
At this time, someone had discovered the three people on the rooftop. A large group of volunteers came over and blocked all the exits on the rooftop. Some people ran downstairs to prevent the three people from jumping off the building and escaping.
Tietou Lu Yi arrived quickly, leaving his confidants behind and sending the others aside. Knowing that the person opposite was a master, he did not dare to show his head and shout.
This time I called Zhang Xiaolong and the call went through.
"Landlord Zhang, do you still want to run away now? Don't be a coward, I'll give you a chance to be a hero." Tietou Lu Yi waved his hand, and his men began to take up their positions. These are Lu Yi's best gunners.
"Landlord Zhang, you better surrender, haha, my people have surrounded you." Lu Yi laughed and shouted, but his eyes flashed with incomparable viciousness.
He wanted to engage in psychological warfare to confuse the other party's clues, but there was no way. Zhang Xiaolong had already seen through his mind and didn't point it out. He smiled and said: "I will not die if I surrender. Don't forget, Yang Yihui is still here with me."
"At this point, do you think I would care about his life? If it weren't for you, he would be a lonely ghost by now." Lu Yi said harshly, "I'll give you three minutes to think about it carefully, otherwise don't
Blame me for being ruthless."
The phone was disconnected.
Zhang Xiaolong touched his nose and his eyes turned extremely red. It seemed that he had to fight hard to get out today.
He shouted to everyone: "Be careful, they are about to attack."
Zhang Shu and Nan Yong made OK gestures and slowly moved to new positions to hide their bodies.
Zhang Xiaolong put his mobile phone in the flower bed and moved it to another place.
In less than a minute, the phone rang again, and a rocket flew out of the building and headed straight for the phone station.