Mo Nanjue walked sideways from the hidden place, his ears were very good, he really heard the footsteps of Fang Cai, if it wasn't for his subordinates, or Luo Xiao left, he must have gone to the East Hall.

Sure enough, it can't be suppressed, if the Flame Hall relies on an East Hall, it will fall sooner or later.

The black-clothed man behind him walked over from both sides, "Young master, no one, it's confirmed." ”

Monan Jue nodded, the code door downstairs was still locked, and he walked over, his right hand with leather gloves raised.

The password has obviously been changed by Luo Xiao, and it is no longer Tong Ran's birthday.

Men squint the corners of their eyes, people are usually used to a password, and suddenly want to change it, they will definitely not know what to change, and the subconscious will replace it with the most ordinary and easiest to remember......

The corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth hooked slightly, and he reached out and pressed the four zeros.

Drops -

There was a soft knock on the door, and the locked door was opened.

The few black-clothed people behind him looked at each other, this can be done......

Mo Nanjue stretched out his hand to pull the door open, and the sudden cold air from inside was breathless, and the man leaned sideways, took out a small stick from his pocket and threw it out.

After a few minutes, the small stick, which had been fluorescent green, took on a grayish-black color.

"Sure enough, the corridor is sprinkled with poisonous powder," Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes and looked up, "Climb up." ”

Hearing this, the man in black handed over the rope, "Young Master, this is what Young Master An brought from there......"

Mo Nanjue took it and pulled it down, the elasticity was good, he took a few steps back, raised his hand and flicked it, and the whole rope crossed a sharp curve in mid-air, and then hung on the railing on the third floor with a precise sound.

The man reached out and dragged it down, his long legs raised against the wall, "Three one up." ”

Several men in black climbed up in unison following his movements.

Mo Nanjue's arm was wrapped around the rope, the man was athletic, and the speed was extremely fast, and when he was about to step on the railing on the third floor, the rope in his hand shook suddenly and broke from the side!

"Young master!"

The man in black didn't dare to shout, and several people hurriedly reached out to grab him, and Mo Nanjue quickly released the rope and raised his right hand to hook the railing on the side.

The rope fell to the ground and split in two.

The man in black was dumbfounded, "This, Young Master An said that he did it, foolproof......"

"Damn," Mo Nanjue grimaced with a cold face, he shook his hand after stabilizing his body, "Chen An has never made anything reliable!"

“……”

The third floor here is very high, comparable to the fifth or sixth floors of an ordinary house, and a dozen people climbed up and climbed through the windows to enter.

Mo Nanjue was the first to land, he stood up after holding down the ground with his palm, the corridor was very quiet, there seemed to be no one, the men in black came in one by one, but they didn't move.

Mo Nanjue raised the loaded gun and put it to his ear, and after about ten minutes, he raised his hand and shot it towards the side door!

Bang -

The bullet hit the doorknob.

The sound was not loud, and the sound insulation here was good, but after a few minutes, no one came out.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, and the man in black behind him nodded when he saw him, so they scattered towards the side of the corridor, and it was not a good idea to gather together.

Monan Jue hung his gun at his side and raised his legs towards the glass room.

There is no difference between this place and his day, the only difference is that the heating is turned on, and in the glass room, Tong Ran is sitting on the carpet, she is wearing a pure white dress, almost the same color as the carpet, if you don't look closely, you really can't see her.

Tong Ran's knees were curled up, and the whole person showed a posture of self-protection, his eyes were blurred, and his eyes were staring ahead without focus.