In the passage, McClain happily listened to the blond man's curses on him on the walkie-talkie as he ran, replying a few words from time to time.
Owen felt that the time was almost up. He had been hit by two lightning bolts just now and was being chased like a dog. Now it was time to show them some color.
"Southwest corner of the 33rd floor"
The robbers, who were staring closely at the surveillance screen, suddenly discovered the traces of Owen and the others. Although they didn't know why the two guys didn't destroy the monitor this time, they still reported their location on the walkie-talkie.
The blond man immediately led the people over, but now he was smarter and stopped climbing the stairs and took the elevator directly.
"Are you sure you're still on the 33rd floor?" the blond man asked bitterly as soon as he got out of the elevator. He was also frightened by the elusiveness of the two people.
"Make sure. I've been watching since the two of them entered just now. The monitors in several directions are intact. Unless he can fly, he must still be on this floor."
A firm answer came from the control room over the intercom, and they received a lot of scolding, and the control room also held back a big sigh of relief.
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the blond man's mouth: "Keep an eye on them for me, don't let them run away. I must catch these two bastards with my own hands, and then let them feel what hell is."
In a certain room on the 33rd floor, Owen and McClain didn't know yet the torture the blond man was going to inflict on them, but even if they knew, they wouldn't care. At this moment, they were all listening attentively, looking forward to the results of their battle.
On the door handle of the room they were in, a grenade was tied behind the door, and the safety pin's pull ring was fixed to the other end of the door frame with a thin rope. As long as the door was pushed open, the safety pin would be
Pull it out, this is the gift Owen is going to give them.
It is said that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. I am not a gentleman and I want to take revenge now.
Time passed by, and finally there were footsteps outside. It sounded like there were quite a few people coming.
The blond man sent everyone out to check every room on this floor. The check was very fast. Owen and the others had dealt with it. The doors of all the rooms on this floor were wide open, except for the innermost one.
The robbers soon gathered at the door of the room.
There has been no news from the monitoring room so far, so the two mice must be hiding in the room in front of them. The corners of the blond man's mouth raised slightly.
"Do you know what happened to the last person who offended me? I tied him to a tree and burned him alive with gasoline."
The blond man stood outside the room and spoke loudly, as if he was showing off, but also as if he was judging the fate of the two Owens, "You should thank God, I don't have time to slowly torture you today, so you... go...
Die...!!!"
The blond man didn't break the door. He used the simplest and crudest method, shooting directly through the door. No matter whether he could hit you to death or not, he would scare you to death.
Miscellaneous gunshots rang out, and bullets punched holes in the wooden door. The gunshots were also mixed with the proud laughter of the blond man. The robbers behind him looked at each other, imitating what he had done, and rushed towards the room in unison.
The door pulled the trigger.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gunfire.
"Da da da da da da da da"
"Da da da da... da da da da"
"Da da da..."
...
"boom"
The robbers did not rush in at all, which Owen and McClain did not expect, but it turned out that the effect was the same regardless of whether they rushed in. Although the grenade was not detonated by the safety pin, it was detonated by the bullet.
The few guys closest to the door were directly blown away. The remaining guys were more or less scratched by shrapnel and suffered minor injuries. The rest were brought down by the air wave of the explosion, and the door was scorched black.
, there are traces of explosions everywhere.
The blond man got up from the ground angrily. This guy was not killed by the explosion, but only slightly injured. Seeing the mess all over the ground, he was filled with rage. Regardless of whether there was an ambush inside, he rushed in with a gun.
In the house.
The robbers also rushed into the house with red eyes, howling and following the blond man, only to find that the house was empty. Apart from a few pieces of furniture, there was no place to hide people.
"Come out! Come out! Bastard!"
The blond man roared and walked around the room, but suddenly found the entrance to the dark ventilation duct on the roof.
The grid was thrown on the ground indiscriminately, and next to it was a low cabinet. The low cabinet had obviously been pushed over to put the feet on, and there was an obvious large footprint on it.
No wonder there were no traces of the two mice in the house. It turned out that they had long since escaped through the ventilation passage.
Damn it, he was tricked again. The blond man let out an angry roar and fired bullets at the ventilation ducts for free. Everyone also started shooting. They were all members of the team that had been following the blond man, but they kept being tricked.
Playing around, I just made a bad plot, and I have nowhere to vent my anger.
"They must not have gone far."
Some smart robbers had already thought of this, and they didn't waste long after receiving the notification. The two mice must still be in the ventilation duct.
The robbers began to shoot along the ventilation passage, not just in this room, but also in other rooms. As long as they saw the ventilation passage, no matter whether there was anyone or not, they would shoot. Suddenly, there were gunshots everywhere.
The gunfire lasted for a full two minutes before gradually stopping. At this time, there were several bullet holes in almost every inch of the ventilation ducts in every room, and wisps of smoke were rising.
The blond man was breathing heavily. No abnormalities were found in any room, and he didn't know whether the two mice had escaped or died in the pipe.
Hans's voice came from the intercom: "The police are here, everyone follows the plan. Alex, forget about those two mice and come back with your people."
It turns out that this blond man's name is Alex.
Hans's voice still echoed in the room, and all the robbers looked at Alex. Alex reluctantly kicked the low cabinet before leading them away reluctantly.
After the smoke cleared and the dust fell, the room returned to silence after everyone left. About ten minutes later, a soft sound suddenly appeared in the room. The low cabinet door that had been kicked just now was slowly pushed open.
, an embarrassed figure crawled out from inside.
"Mudd, you miscalculated, I didn't expect them to be so crazy," Owen complained while spitting out the dust in his mouth. The kick just now almost made him think that they had been discovered.
"Man, please pull me, I can't move." A muffled voice came from the low cabinet, it was McClain.