Ding Fan stayed around, taking advantage of the chaos to hide in the middle of the crowd, just to wait for the person who came to pick up the backpack.

Ding Fan didn't know exactly what was in the bag, but he knew that someone would definitely come and take it away, and he didn't know when someone would come over.

He really didn't expect that a corpse would suddenly fall from the sky.

This sudden incident really caught him by surprise, the crowd around him was in chaos, and a man in an army green jacket appeared next to the backpack, seemingly unintentionally passing by the backpack, carrying the bag on the ground and leaving.

To be honest, Ding Fan has been waiting for him for a long time, and under the riot of the crowd at this time, he subconsciously thought of controlling the crowd around him, and wanted to go over to check the body to see if there was anything else to save.

Even if eighty percent of my heart is already bottomed out at this time, I feel that this person has fallen from a high altitude, and eighty percent is useless, but I still want to go over and have a look.

In case someone gets hurt or something, maybe there will be some rescue.

But as soon as he stepped out of the front, he saw that the captain of the road had already rushed over with someone, and eighty percent of them had been chasing him and running over, but they didn't catch up with others, but they found that there was a riot in the crowd here, so they could only give up chasing him and take a look at the situation here.

Since Captain Lu was over, Ding Fan was naturally relieved and turned to chase the man who took the backpack.

There was less than a minute in the middle, and when Ding Fan chased to the corner of the street, he found that the man had disappeared.

The road around the corner, the total length is about fifty meters, and the chase in front is already very tight, so it should not be so fast that it will not run away.

Just when Ding Fan stopped, the phone in his pocket rang again: Eighteenth floor, I'll wait for you for three minutes.

Ding Fan glanced upstairs, this floor of the building happened to be the building that fell before.

"Didn't he leave?" Ding Fan hesitated slightly, finally gritted his teeth, stuffed his phone into his pocket, and hurriedly chased upstairs.

Turning around a corner, I just saw an army-green figure turn into the elevator.

Ding Fan obviously couldn't catch up, so he had to turn into another elevator.

This kind of new elevator is not everywhere in China, and there are only a few in the whole Pengcheng.

The safety is not bad, and the entire elevator box is stable, but this claustrophobic space is still a bit uncomfortable at first.

There are even a lot of people talking about things, which looks like a coffin, and it's a bit unlucky to look at.

In many movies, something often happens while sitting in an elevator.

The first few floors, the elevator is relatively stable, to the fifth floor, the elevator suddenly stopped, the elevator door opened, I thought someone would come in, who knew that after waiting for a long time there was a little movement, after waiting for a while, the elevator door was closed again, and the elevator continued to run.

Ding Fan didn't care, just looked at the time, there was still more than a minute to go.

Walking and walking, the button inside the elevator suddenly lit up, and the button on the tenth floor lit up very suddenly, obviously Ding Fan didn't move, why did this button suddenly light up here?

Soon the elevator reached the tenth floor, and the elevator door opened again, and there was a person standing in front of the door.

This person was wearing an army green jacket, a pair of black cargo pants, black combat boots, a short hair on his national face, a pair of small eyes that looked very bright, and a short stubble on his face.

But he didn't think much about it, he walked up without a sound with a backpack in his hand.

glanced at the indicator light in the elevator, and didn't stretch out his hand, obviously he was also going to the eighteenth floor.

Could it be that this person is the one who just texted himself?

Before Ding Fan could curiously understand the meaning of this, the door of the elevator opened again, this time on the twelfth floor, and a man was also standing at the door.

He was dressed like the man next to him, and he was also carrying a backpack.

However, he glanced at the two people in the elevator, and instead nodded to the man with the bag on the side, but did not speak.

Judging from the eyes of these two people, it is not difficult to judge that they should not know each other, but the expressions between these two people still look a little strange.

The elevator doors closed again, but the phones rang at the same time.

The three of them took out their mobile phones almost at the same time and checked the text messages on their mobile phones: The equipment is all for you, you can't blame me if you don't want it yourself!

Equip?

Ding Fan was still curious when he looked at the text messages, but the two men next to him put away their mobile phones and began to rummage through the backpacks in their hands.

'Ding Dong!'

The mobile phone rang again, but not all three of them, but only Ding Fan's mobile phone rang: I forgot to tell you that the load-bearing capacity of this elevator is a bit problematic, and the weight of two people is barely enough, and three people will definitely fall, and one person can come up safely.

Obviously, Ding Fan was designed by someone at one time, from beginning to end, he was designed by someone.

The other two big men obviously had received the news, took out a dagger and a baton from their backpacks respectively, and gradually turned their heads to look at Ding Fan.

"You don't have anything in your hands, it seems that in this game, you are doomed to be eliminated!"

The man in the army green jacket, holding a baton in his hand, squinted his eyes to guard against the man with the dagger in his hand, but this was obviously said to Ding Fan.

And the man with the dagger seemed to have similar thoughts, and said with a sneer: "There will be a place for this elevator to open, I hope you both can go down, so that I can reach the top of the building safely, in fact, if you can run faster, you may not be able to go up the stairs." ”

The big man with the baton in his hand obviously glanced at Ding Fan, shook his head and said: "You have a knife, you may not be able to say it, I join forces with this brother, you may not be able to win, we can go up together, at least a fifty percent chance of being able to reach before you." ”

Ding Fan was confused by the words of these two people, didn't he come here to find someone?

Listening to the words of these two people, it seems that they are scrambling to rush to the top of the building for something, and the person who arrives first seems to have some special benefit.

Now he is inexplicably involved in this matter, and as for the rules they said, it reminds him of the content of the previous text message.

'Game on!'

Could it be that this is some kind of boring person, preparing for a game?

Ding Fan leaned to the side, reaching out and grabbing his hair, really couldn't understand what the meaning was.

Just then, the elevator suddenly stopped.

But the door of the elevator was not opened, but the backrest behind the elevator suddenly fell, and there was only an empty elevator corridor behind it, which was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

The two big men were slightly stunned for a while, as if they had made a decision, and at the same time shot at Ding Fan.

Although Ding Fan didn't expect these two people to suddenly attack him, but in this case, it seems that there is nothing strange about them doing this.

The load-bearing capacity of the elevator is limited, and these two people have weapons in their hands, and it is very likely that they will lose both sides in a hard fight.

At that time, it is very likely that Ding Fan, a fisherman, will benefit, but after getting rid of this fisherman first, these two people can discuss whether they want to continue to fight to the death.

It's a pity that although Ding Fan has no weapons in his hands, it doesn't mean that he is a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch.

Fearless in the face of danger, he grabbed both of them by the wrists, turned his hand and folded it under his armpit to lock the two of them tightly.

The big man in green clothes kicked Ding Fan behind him.

Obviously, this big man's skills are not bad, the strength of this foot is not small, Ding Fan was kicked and staggered forward two steps, but he did not let go, but dragged the arms of the two to the edge of the elevator.

The two didn't expect that Ding Fan turned out to be a madman, and pulling the two of them obviously meant to end up together, so they hurriedly dropped their backpacks and grabbed his clothes, for fear that he would really rush out.

In fact, Ding Fan was not stupid, he took the hands of the two big men and rushed to the edge of the elevator, in fact, the main purpose was to see the situation outside the elevator.

It was too dark inside the elevator shaft, but it was closer to the outside, and he could see it a little more clearly.

Taking advantage of the efforts of the two to pull him back, Ding Fan let go of the arms of the two, turned over and kicked the green jacket on the ankle bone.

Taking advantage of the unsteady feet of the green jacket, he rolled over, holding the man with the dagger in both hands, and an upside-down onion threw him to the ground.

These two people obviously didn't expect that Ding Fan's thin body would be so capable of fighting.

Seeing that he was not weak, these two people naturally wanted to join forces even more, got up from the ground, and rushed straight to Ding Fan as soon as possible.

Who knew that Ding Fan sneered, struck a false blow, and rushed straight outside, jumped and grabbed the upper edge of the elevator with both hands, and his body turned up with his strength, and went directly to the top of the elevator.

"I'm not interested in competing with you for this position, which of you can go up to see your ability!" Ding Fan stood on the top of the elevator and said in a cold tone: "I don't have time to accompany you here, let's go first!"

As he was talking, the elevator next to him slowly came up, Ding Fan pushed back two steps, jumped up directly, and landed steadily on the elevator next door.

Instead, he threw the two people on this side in place, and the two looked at each other, in addition to surprise, and then turned into anger, waving the weapon in his hand and hitting each other's body fiercely.

Ding Fan didn't pay attention to the two of them, and since he knew that the elevator had been tampered with, he was already thinking about how to find a chance to escape from the elevator.

It's just that he didn't expect two people to come in the middle of the way, and he saw something from these two people, but the more he saw, the more he realized that he needed to think about more things, and things were far from being as simple as he imagined.

Just as the elevator was approaching the eighteenth floor, a text message suddenly received on my mobile phone: Congratulations, you are much smarter than those two idiots, as a loser, you are not qualified to live, they will cheer and shout for you in hell!

Seeing this text message, Ding Fan subconsciously thought of something, and then heard a muffled sound, if he guessed correctly, the elevator just now may have fallen to the bottom level.

'Ding!'

With a crisp sound, the elevator had arrived, the doors opened, and a huge sign hung on the opposite wall that read Eighteen.

A large door on the left hand side is hidden, and when I push it, there is a roof outside the building, and there is a gray backpack on the ground, but there is no one.

It seems that this time, he was tricked again, and he almost lost his life, and the other two people have already lost their lives, but there is no one on this rooftop at all.