196, Mo Lei's luck has declined

It's so unlucky, it's so wicked.

First, he was hit by a ricochet and knocked the pistol in his hand flying. Then he hit the immovable steel, and the successive bad luck made Mo Lei curse loudly in his heart.

Although the vision is blurry, I can still see a rough idea. He saw the soldier get up from the steps and shoot in the rear, four shots. Then he ran down the steps, a strong, hot hand reached under his armpit, and lifted him up in a drowsy state, and his pistol was also inserted into his waist, heavy and secure.

"All of them are dead, and none of them are caught." Muttering.

Mo Lei felt that he was talking, but he couldn't hear his own voice, and he didn't know where those voices went.

"Stand up and go. We have to get out of here, the police will rush up the stairs at any moment when they come. ”

A strong arm lifted him up, supporting his arm with a strong neck, and the shoulder against the side of his body to help him stand firm. Gao Bing put his left hand around Mo Lei's waist, took a cursory look at his injuries, and then half-dragged him towards the steps.

"Damn, what are you doing? Unlucky! There are still people on the roof, be careful. You put me down. Mo Lei's mind was dizzy, and when he spoke, his voice seemed to be floating in the air, high and low, and in the severe pain, he felt that his brain was not easy to use, and his brain hurt when he thought about it.

"It's okay, you've got a minor injury, and the wound on your neck is bleeding, but it's not a big deal. The head hit was not light, but we can't check the specifics now, we don't have time. Gao Bing helped Mo Lei and said a little breathlessly, still holding the Yaliquin pistol in his right hand, and the magazine had been changed just now.

"What?" Mo Lei couldn't hear clearly, he shook his head, tried to open his eyes, and let his steps match Gao Bing.

"It's okay, let's change the passage, come, be careful, cooperate, let's go to the roof."

"See clearly, act again!" Mo Lei's left hand grabbed the handle of the gun on his waist, Gao Bing can't be fine, Gao Bing can't die, there are a bunch of people in the family. Let's go ahead on your own......

"Cooperate, come. Step on. ”

"Where's my backpack?"

"I got it."

The footsteps are vain and a little staggering.

There is a cement partition in front, followed by another layer. The insulating panels on the rooftop were rotten, and there was green moss in some places......

They were in a long, dark and sealed passage, the cold air currents blowing the undulating metal surfaces, and the ventilation metal pipes, the near-freezing temperatures made the two of them shiver with their teeth. They crawled along the ribbed floor in the dark.

"This is the main ventilation duct," Gao Bing knew that he had to say something to Mo Lei, who crawled in front of him, extremely slow and light. He also knew that the echo could amplify the sound of speaking, and he didn't know if there was anyone waiting at the exit of the ventilation duct, but he had to make Mo Lei sober up in order to leave here smoothly.

If the action is slow, the plan will be 108,000 miles apart. The enemy's plan is never clear, and only by seeing the move can he advance and retreat freely.

"The hotel and the adjoining office buildings are all ventilated by this thing, and neither building is big."

Mo Lei replied in front, his words began to be clear, the cold ventilation ducts slowly regained his drowsy head, and the mechanical movements forced him to keep moving his hands and feet. Before entering the ventilation pipe, Gao Bing tore off the hem of his clothes and wrapped around Mo Lei's neck, and the blood flow had not stopped but was already under control. He was beginning to come to his senses, but he still couldn't understand what had happened to him about his pistol being hit and his head hitting the steel, and he was haunted!

"There are six of them? It shouldn't be together. ”

"Be quieter." Gao Bing replied behind him, "Don't stop. ”

"Fuck, there's a loophole in this plan, and the two of us don't have enough access to all the entrances and exits." Mo Lei said sullenly. After sobering up, he became very depressed.

"It's not your or my problem." Gao Bing comforted, diverted the topic, and some things can be reviewed in detail later, and now leave here first. "At the end of the ventilation duct is the roof storage room, and the air window is about three meters above the ground. After we went down, we were able to go back to the streets and leave without a hitch. If someone is near the air window, we can shoot directly, and we can't take any more risks. ”

Mo Lei stopped talking, and crawled towards the air window intently.

The air window with metal mesh is about one square meter or so, and underneath it is a spacious, dimly lit warehouse, filled with crates and miscellaneous items. There was no one as far as the eye could see. Mo Lei paused on the edge of the window, firmly grasped the pistol with his left palm, and slowly pushed open the metal partition with his shoulder. The net fell off and fell on the concrete floor with a thud. Mo Lei quickly retracted and waited for a few seconds, but the sound did not attract anyone.

It should be safe.

Turning around, he slipped out of the ventilation duct with his front and back feet. Mo Lei's shoulders and head swept over the air window, his fingers grabbed the edge of the air window, and he hung in the air, ready to find a good position to land.

A strange sound rang out, faint at first, then louder and louder. ...... the sound of footsteps and pistol loading, Mo Lei's body froze in mid-air, hanging between the air windows and the floor.

"Ouch, you're really a local expert, you know where you are. I thought I would be busy all day here, Mr. Mo. A soft voice rang out, "Well, it doesn't feel good to hang here." ”

The tall soldier above quickly retreated into the shadows, and below, next to a huge crate, stood a thin man, dressed in a crisp suit, no different from the white-collar workers he met on the street, but it was covered with dust, his facial features were hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly, his voice was as delicate and soft as a woman's, and he held a Beretta pistol in his hand.

"Mr. Mo, I'll only ask once, and then I'll break your limbs and ask a second time."

Gao Bing stretched out the pistol from Mo Lei's shoulder and shot first, two bullets knocked this killer who was neither male nor female into a bloody flesh and blood in his chest. Mo Lei let out a sigh, jumped down, and collapsed to the ground.

Nothing is appropriate!

Gao Bing also jumped down, and took a breath of disgust, in addition to the smell of blood, the corpse of the killer on the ground also had a strange, greasy smell of perfume.

They rushed downstairs, into the alley across the street, clinging to the brick wall, gasping for breath, their eyes attentive to the noises in the vicinity. Four patrol cars with police lights on blocked the main entrance to the hotel, and ambulances were caught in it. A second stretcher had now been lifted from the hotel, the canvas covering the body, then another one, and both men had seen the bloodied head of the guy who had died in the stairwell.

Gao Bing also saw the pair of lovers walking behind the police, the man yelling to vent his dissatisfaction, the woman wearing a hat to cover her face, far away from the hysterical boyfriend, body language silently resisting her lover. Three officers in police uniforms pulled back the cordon, shouting at curious pedestrians to back off, and several high-ranking civilian detectives were issuing orders to walkie-talkies.

All entrances and exits of the hotel have been sealed, the windows have been watched, and the police have guns in their hands in case of emergency. Mo Lei had regained his composure, and he was careful to observe the lively crowd and check whether there would be suspicious characters. It seems that Diggle is not alone in his situation, or the person arranged by Diger. It's a pity that I didn't have time to talk to a few killers, so that I could find flaws in each of their words and analyze them.

"Wait until you recover." Gao Bing panted and said, "Let's split up and blend into the crowd, walk two blocks and then find a taxi to leave, and choose the third assembly point to meet." There's no point in staying here, even if someone is in the crowd, they can't make a move. You can see that they still want to get something out of your hands. ”

"We'd better get out of the chaos while there's a mess." Mo Lei barely stood up straight, recovering his spirits, but he couldn't recover from his pain. "The police will soon pull the net to search for the injured. They knew that there had been a lot of gunfire just now, and someone must have been injured. ”

The soldier took the gray hat from his head, and the thing didn't fall off when he rolled down the steps. He put his hat on Mo Lei's head, and asked Mo Lei to lower his head and check the wound before putting it on - it's no big deal, whether there is a concussion or not can't be seen with the naked eye, at least Mo Lei is not vomiting now.

"The wound on your neck is too obvious, change your clothes." As he spoke, Gao Bing took off his black coat. He kept his hand and didn't take off his coat before putting on the Brazilian's coat, which now comes in handy.

Changing out of his blood-stained coat, Mo Lei crumpled it up and stuffed it into his backpack. Can't be left here, it's purely a knee-jerk act. He put on his black coat, his collar raised to cover the wound on his neck, and looked at Gao Bing.

"Well, it's blocked."

"Let's go, we'll see you later, be careful yourself." Mo Lei put the backpack on his back, filled the magazine and put the pistol into his pocket, feeling the cold handle of the gun in his right hand.

"You go that way." Gao Bing pointed in the opposite direction on the other side of the alley, put the pistol into his coat pocket, and walked out of the alley. He looked across the road in the direction of the hotel like an ordinary person watching the excitement. But he could only glance sideways, the pair of lovers didn't know if they remembered themselves, especially the woman, who was far calmer than most men when the crisis came.

Sirens were heard again in the distance, and more and more police officers were coming.

While walking, Gao Bing couldn't help but think wildly - this toss between himself and Mo Lei attracted the police, didn't it create an opportunity for those robbers and thieves?

Mo Lei in the alley stood in place for a moment after Gao Bing turned to leave, closing his eyes and imagining that his limbs were evenly distributed. Then I looked again at the alley where there were constantly pedestrians rushing in the direction of the hotel, and turned around and walked in the other direction.

It's getting more and more urgent!