In the passage, McLean ran and listened happily to the blonde man cursing him on the walkie-talkie, and replied from time to time.

Irving felt that the time was almost over. He just ate two thunders and was chased like a dog. Now it's time to give them some color.

"Southwest corner of 33 floors"

The robbers staring at the surveillance screen suddenly discovered the traces of Irving and the others. Although they didn't know why the two guys did not destroy the monitor this time, they still reported their locations on the intercom.

The blonde man immediately took people to rush by, but now he has learned to be smart and no longer climbs the stairs and takes the elevator directly.

"Are you sure it's still on the 33rd floor?" the blonde man asked hatefully as soon as he got out of the elevator. He was also scared by the two of them.

"Confirm, I've been watching since the two of them went in just now. The monitors in several directions are intact. Unless he can fly, he must be on this floor."

The intercom came from the surveillance room and received a lot of scolding for them, and the surveillance room was also holding a lot of breath.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the blonde man's mouth: "Help me stare and don't let them run away. I must grab these two bastards with my own hands and let them feel what hell is."

In a room on the 33rd floor, Irving and McLean didn't know the torture the blonde man was going to perform on them, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care. At this moment, they were listening intently, looking forward to their own results.

Just on the door handle in their room, a grenade was tied behind the door, and the pull-up of the insurance pin was fixed to the other end of the door frame by a thin rope. As long as the door was pushed open, the insurance pin would be pulled out. This is the gift that Irving was preparing to give them.

It is said that a gentleman will take revenge for ten years. I am not a gentleman, and I will take revenge now.

Time passed by minute by minute, and footsteps finally came from outside, and there were still many people who heard it.

The blonde man dispersed everyone and checked every room on this floor. The inspection was very fast. Owen and the others had dealt with it. The doors of all rooms on this floor were wide open, but the innermost room was closed. The robbers quickly gathered at the door of the room.

There has been no news from the surveillance room yet, so the two mice must be hiding in the room in front of them. The corners of the blonde man's mouth were slightly raised.

"Do you know what the last person who offended me ended up? He was tied to a tree and burned to death with gasoline."

The blonde man stood outside the room and said loudly, as if showing off, and as if he was a judgment on the fate of Irving and the other two. "You should thank God, I don't have time to torture you slowly today, so, you... go... die...!!!"

The blonde man did not score. He used the simplest and most rude method to shoot directly through the door. No matter whether you hit you or not, you will be scared to death.

The chaotic gunshots sounded, and the bullets shot out hollows on the wooden door, and the sounds were mixed with the smug laughter of a blonde man. The robbers behind him looked at each other, and simply followed suit, pulling the trigger at the door.

For a moment, gunfire sounded loudly.

"Da da da da da da da da da da da da da"

"Da da da da da...Da da da da da da"

"Dadadada..."

......

"boom"

The robbers did not rush in at all, which Irving and McLean did not expect, but it turned out that the effect of whether they rushed in was the same. Although the grenade was not detonated by the insurance pin, it was detonated by the bullet.

The guys closest to the door were blown away directly, and the remaining people were more or less scratched by shrapnel and were slightly injured. The rest were brought down by the explosion air waves. The door was charred and there were traces of explosions everywhere.

The blonde man got up from the ground in anger. The guy was not killed by the bomb, but was slightly injured. Seeing the mess all over the ground, he was furious, regardless of whether there was an ambush inside, and rushed into the room with a gun.

The robbers also had red eyes and howled and rushed into the house with a blonde man, but found that the house was empty and there was no place to hide except for a few pieces of furniture in the house.

"Come out! Come out for me! Bastard!"

The blonde man roared and turned around the house, but suddenly discovered the entrance to the ventilation duct on the roof.

The grid was thrown randomly on the ground, and next to it was a low cabinet. The low cabinet was obviously pushed to cushion the footsteps, and there was also a noticeable big footprint on it.

No wonder there were no traces of the two mice in the house. It turned out that they had already run through the ventilation duct.

He was fooled again, and the blonde man roared angryly, and shot the ventilator like a bullet was worthless. Everyone also shot. They were all members of the blond man team, but they were fooled around. They had a bad plot just now, and they had nowhere to vent their anger.

"They must have not run far."

Some smart robbers had already thought of this. They did not take long to chase after them after receiving the notice. The two mice must be still in the ventilation duct.

The robbers began to shoot along the ventilation duct. Not only this room, but also in other rooms, they did not let go. As long as they saw the ventilation duct, no matter whether there were people or not, they would shoot through it, and gunfire everywhere for a while.

The gunshot lasted for two minutes before gradually stopping. At this time, there were several bullet holes on the ventilation ducts in almost every inch of each room, and wisps of blue smoke were emitted.

The blonde man gasped, and no abnormalities were found in each room, and he didn't know whether the two mice had escaped or died in the pipe.

Hans' voice came from the intercom: "The police are here, everyone is following the plan. Alex, don't worry about those two mice, bring your people back."

It turns out that this blonde man is Alex.

Hans' voice was still echoing in the room, and the robbers looked at Alex. Alex kicked the low cabinet unwillingly before he took people away.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated and the dust fell. After everyone left, the room returned to silence. About ten minutes later, a light sound suddenly appeared in the room. The door of the low cabinet that had just been kicked was slowly pushed open, and a embarrassed figure crawled out of it.

"Mad, I miscalculated it, I didn't expect them to be so crazy," Owen complained while spitting out the dust in his mouth. The kick he just now almost made him think they were discovered.

"Man, pull me, I can't move." A muffled voice came from the low cabinet, it was McLean.
Chapter completed!