After McAllen escaped from the elevator shaft, he still looked around suspiciously. He always felt a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark, but he didn't find any suspicious place. McAllen couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

Why did you have a better "detection technique" than his "scene scanning" by Xu Yifan? Of course, seeing McAllen tiptoeing in the corridor with nerve allergic posture, why bother laughing and thrusting in your stomach?

"Hey, vest guy, your suspender is about to break. If you are kind, just change your clothes!" Why pick up the intercom and smiled a little.

McAllen looked down at her shoulders, and she didn't know when she hooked her vest, but the suspender did break and was about to be broken.

Wait, how did he know?

McAllen's back was against the wall, moved quickly to the corner of the wall, looking nervously at both corridors.

On the other hand, Hans took two of his men back to the 32nd floor vault. When he walked to the lobby outside the office, he saw Henry's head piercing into the ceiling and hanging his face, looking very ugly.

Hans said viciously: "Please him down!"

The two subordinates quickly pulled Henry off the ceiling sling. Hans looked at Henry's body with a serious expression. Henry was still holding a pistol in his right hand. A large piece of the sky spirit cover on his head seemed to have been flattened. Hans looked at Henry's head carefully, then looked up at the big hole in the ceiling sling, and judged that Henry's head was concave by the ceiling.

"This bastard is so powerful!" Hans murmured. Why did he think he had to hold Henry's legs and hit Henry up and kill him? If he knew why he had to kick Henry off with one foot, he would be shocked and dropped his chin.

"What are you doing here? Do your own business well? If something changes, speed up and you must fight quickly." Hans immediately cursed when he saw the nigger man who opened the vault and walked out.

"This guy's purpose is not the same as us, right?" asked a subordinate behind Hans.

"No way! He's the only one?" another subordinate retorted.

Hans raised his hand to stop his subordinates from continuing to argue.

"You'll know if you ask," Hans said calmly.

"Ask?" Hans' two subordinates were stunned.

Hans picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Hey! What do you call me if you didn't ask?"

"Alan." Why don't you think about lies? He answered as soon as Hans finished speaking.

"Okay! Mr. Allen!" Hans naturally knew that this was unlikely to be the real name, and it was not important.

Hans asked, "Is it a friend or an enemy?"

McAllen felt a little nervous when he heard Hans' words.

Why bother to be stunned when he heard Hans's words? He was already despicable enough. Unexpectedly, Hans was even more shameless. He had killed them alone and could he still be friends?

"If you can compensate me for one million mental losses, I think we may be friends!" Why do you say shamelessly: "If you don't leave, it's not easy for me to sneak in, right?"

"I need to think about it!" Hans put down the walkie-talkie.

"The bearer bonds in the vault are worth $600 million, and he only has one million. He should not be the idea of ​​the insurance vault. At least, he does not know the true value of the insurance vault." said one of Hans's subordinates.

Hans nodded, consistent with his subordinates, thinking that why he must be a Maverick who happened to run into. What he was most worried about was why he must be in the same gang as McAllen, and even other hidden gangs.

"Kill them both!" Hans made a gesture of scratching his neck.

Why bother to curl his lips? He could probably guess some Hans's thoughts, so he proposed to ask for a million to confuse the audience.

McAllen felt something was wrong, but based on his IQ, he couldn't figure out why he had to play tricks with Hans.

After McAllen was delayed, Hans's killer came after him.

"Bang bang bang..."

After McAllen ran to the fire stairs, he kept running down.

Why go up?

Twenty-fourth floor.

"Bang bang-!" As McAllen rushes down, two bullets suddenly hit the concrete floor under his feet. McAllen quickly jumps and looks up at the front.

Why sit on the handrail of the stairs and point a gun at McAllen.

"There is my territory below, you can go up!" Why do you say with certainty?

McAllen widened his eyes: "There are people above!"

"Or why would I ask you to go up?" Why do you take it for granted? Shake the pistol in your hand, then stretch out your finger: "One, two..."

McAllen cursed her mother and turned around quickly. After a while, the sound of gunfire fighting between McAllen and Hans's men came from upstairs. Why shrugged her shoulders and turned her eyes to the downstairs outside the window, a patrol police car was slowly driving over.

Hans was waiting for the patrolman in the police car to drive the car closer, so he could kill him with one shot, and not give the other party a chance to report the police. Why bother to take action? This guy raised his hand and shot him twice.

"Bang bang--!"

The glass of the front gear of the police car shattered instantly. The nigger patrolman was stunned for a moment, hurriedly hung up the gears and stepped on the accelerator crazily.

"Which bastard fired the gun? fuck, kill him quickly, you can't let him escape." Hans woke up the patrolman when he saw two bullets from some unknown place. The patrolman was reversing and trying to escape. Hans blushed and jumped and shouted.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..." Rows of bullets were shot out from Zhongfu Building, and the hood of the patrol car instantly turned into a hornet's nest. The patrolman was shot twice, but he did not dare to stop at all. The guy came very slowly and retreated very quickly. The car suddenly stepped back and rushed out of the road, and then did not turn around, and rushed directly into the lobby of a building opposite, avoiding the shooting player's sight.

"Report, I'm shot, send an ambulance, there are terrorists in Zhongfu Building, and many fully automatic weapons. Oh, hurry up, send someone to support me." The Nigami Patrol untied his seat belt and drilled out of the car. Only then did he find that not only was he shot on his shoulder, but he was also shot on his lower abdomen, blood kept pouring out, and he quickly stuffed the bullet hole with his fingers.

"Who fired the two shots first just now?" Hans picked up the walkie-talkie and cursed at his subordinate.

"Sorry, it seems to be the trigger pulled by my fingers. It seems to be a little uncomfortable to listen to my orders." The voice of "Why do you mean it" sounded in the walkie-talkie"

"..." Hans's face twitched.

After McAllen killed one of Hans's men, he got into an exhaust pipe and hid. When he heard Hebi's words, his head was a little confused. Is this guy an enemy or a friend? He just shot and rescued the patrolman, which would obviously bring great trouble to Hans.

Whether it is an enemy or a friend, McAllen will know in the next second, why should he be a bastard?

"Hehehe, brother, suspender vest, why are you hiding in the chimney? Yes, you are talking about you, hiding in the exhaust pipe next to the stairs No. 3 on the 26th floor." Why put away the intercom after saying that?

Hans made a gesture to his subordinates, and the two subordinates each held a submachine gun and rushed to the 26th floor.

"fuck--!" McAllen cursed and slammed his head against the exhaust pipe wall. He didn't dare to stay. He quickly got out, then looked around and didn't know where to run.

"Bastard, did you turn the camera on me? Why do you know where I run?" McAllen couldn't help but pick up the intercom and cursed.

"I'm confused." Why do you say sincerely?

I believe you, a ghost.
Chapter completed!