Xu Yifan was chased like a dog and fled in a hurry. Of course, with Xu Yifan's speed, the three guys chasing him couldn't even catch up with his shadow. By the time they caught up to the 28th floor, Xu Yifan was already in his forties.
It's the sixth floor.
Xu Yifan leaned on the stairs and glanced down. He didn't see anyone. He thought he had thrown those three bastards down, so he quickly sat on the ground and took a breath.
Of course Xu Yifan didn't know that the three gangsters on the 28th floor were already mentally cursing Xu Yifan for being such a pervert. Damn it. The lunatic guy upstairs came from there. That guy's footsteps were clicking with no pause at all, and he was so fast.
, swinging their feet like tires, the three of them collapsed on the stairs, gasping for air with their mouths open, their lungs were burning like a ball of fire, their throats were burning and uncomfortable, and their clothes were soaked with sweat.
At this time, Xu Yifan finally faced his own shortcomings. Apart from his outstanding marksmanship, his other abilities were scumbag! When he had a gun in his hand, he was a king, but once he lost the bullet, he became a fool. Now there is only one left in the gun.
Don't even dare to waste a bullet.
Xu Yifan pushed open the fire door in the stairwell on the 46th floor.
"The target is on the forty-sixth floor, get up quickly." The three gangsters on the twenty-eighth floor called through the intercom.
The three gangsters looked at each other as if they were used to the shock in each other's eyes, and they all cursed secretly: "You're a psychopath."
"Let's go! Keep chasing!" a gangster shouted resignedly.
"Forty-sixth floor, life is miserable!" Another guy also cried out in frustration.
"Eh! That's not right!" The last gangster said strangely: "Why should we take the stairs to chase? We can take the elevator?"
"Oh!" Several gangsters were so angry that they almost scratched their heads, "Did you really get confused by that lunatic? There is an elevator!"
...
Xu Yifan walked into the corridor on the 48th floor and carefully restored the wooden door of the stairwell to its original closed state. He was a little confused. Why did the three bastards always find him every time he ran to which floor to hide?
He had just deliberately opened the fire door on the 46th floor to make the three gangsters think he had entered the 46th floor, but he calmly ran up two floors. Unexpectedly, the three gangsters in the elevator immediately called on the intercom.
Said: "The target is on the forty-eighth floor."
Xu Yifan walked along the corridor and pushed every door, hoping to find any room with the door unlocked. Suddenly he found that the door of a room was wide open and not closed at all. Xu Yifan hurried in and locked the door. Unsatisfied, he pushed
A big sofa was built to block the doorway.
..... This is a one-bedroom, one-living room suite. Xu Yifan saw that there was nothing unusual in the living room, so he walked into the room and was suddenly startled. There was a guy in a suit lying on the floor in the room, with blood all over his face.
, there was a broken vase on the ground. Xu Yifan quickly squatted down and glanced left and right. The bathroom light in the room was on, there was a vague figure, and there was the sound of water running from the faucet.
Then Xu Yifan was surprised to find that the guy lying on the ground actually had a gun in his hand. With a good opportunity, he quickly passed by while lying on his stomach. When he appeared and hid in the corner of the closet in the room, he already had a new M9 pistol in his hand.
Xu Yifan took out the magazine and took a look. There were at least three bullets. Because of this press-in magazine, the bullets were pressed into the inside one by one. The inside ones could not be seen, but Xu Yifan could see the first bullet on the outside.
One bullet and a small part of the second bullet, plus the one in the chamber, there were at least three bullets.
The entire magazine of this pistol can be filled with more than a dozen bullets, but the threat in the room has not been eliminated. Xu Yifan has no leisure now to withdraw the bullets and slowly count them.
This guy bent over and half-crouched and took a step back. To be on the safe side, it was best to shoot through the glass. Suddenly he saw the figure reflected in the bathroom.
"What a big pair!"
It was a woman, Xu Yifan judged, and the hand holding the gun lowered involuntarily.
Holding the gun in both hands, he quickly rushed to the bathroom door.
"So white!" It was a sexy woman wearing a pink halter top. She was lowering her head and hurriedly washing the red blood on her hands in the sink. The diagonal reflection in the mirror saw her face full of panic.
, the eyes are swollen like a pair of cute peaches.
"Don't move! Raise your hands!" Xu Yifan shouted.
A beautiful silhouette turned around.
It's her, female reporter Le Huizhen, damn, what a coincidence.
Looking at the frightened female reporter, Xu Yifan smiled and said: "Don't worry, put your hands down! Just a friendly reminder, you're gone."
"Ah!" the female reporter screamed and quickly put down her delicate hands to cover her chest.
But how could it be blocked? Her clothes were already thin and she accidentally got wet when she was washing her hands. Her looming look was even more alluring.
"You knocked out the guy outside." Xu Yifan asked.
"Oh!" The female reporter hummed, her beautiful big eyes rolled, and suddenly she smiled charmingly at Xu Yifan, and her delicate white and jade-like hands calmly touched a crystal ashtray on the sink.
This female reporter was already beautiful, but now she was wearing a wet and revealing outfit, and she was smiling seductively at Xu Yifan.
"Fuck!" Xu Yifan said happily: "What are you going to do? With your hands, why are you touching my face? Oops!" Xu Yifan pushed the female reporter away, although he was reluctant to let go of her soft and full body pressing against his chest.
It's cool, but what is the situation now? It's not a good occasion for ambiguity at all.
At this time, Xu Yifan saw the female reporter holding the ashtray in her right hand and leaving the sink.
"Police! You still want to knock me out!" Xu Yifan was embarrassed when he opened the police officer's ID card in his suit. He thought he was suddenly so handsome that women couldn't help it!
"Ah! It's Sir!" The female reporter happily picked it up, stuck out her cute little tongue, and dropped the ashtray in her hand in embarrassment.
"Sir, this building has been controlled by a group of gangsters. They are robbing the VIP exhibition hall on the top floor." The female reporter said nervously while wiping her hands randomly on Xu Yifan's clothes, which she had just wetted.
If you don't look at her hands, they haven't been wiped dry to begin with. The more they are wiped, the more they become wet.
Xu Yifan rolled his eyes at the female reporter and quickly looked up at the ceiling.
I was crazy in my heart: You are happy when you are happy. Why are you dancing? You don’t even look at your pair of headlights that come on very soon. Now they are wet and very transparent. You are still dancing. Xu Yifan is already taller than the female reporter.
There are many, and when I lower my head, I see a patch of white flowers. When I lower my head, I am afraid that the crown will fall off, ah, no, it will fall off because of a nosebleed.
"That guy outside is a gangster, and I knocked him unconscious." Seeing the police coming, the female reporter excitedly said, "By the way, this is for you. It's a video I secretly shot of the gangsters kidnapping VIPs in the exhibition hall."
"Oh! Really? What's going on in the exhibition hall now? How did you escape?" Xu Yifan asked after taking the video tape.
"Bang bang bang bang..." At this time, bursts of gunshots were heard from the door to the room.
"Oh no! I've been searched by you again." Xu Yifan almost started to doubt the world. How could this happen? This is illogical.
He quickly pulled the female reporter aside.
"Wait, video tape." Xu Yifan finally remembered what went wrong. In a five-star hotel like this, there must be surveillance on the floor! "Damn it, the surveillance room must have been taken over by gangsters."
"Hey! Wait a minute! So soft." Xu Yifan chuckled and retracted his hand in embarrassment.
Now it was the female reporter's turn to give Xu Yifan a fierce look.