"Huh! What about security? ”

Ed pushed open the door to the exchange's media channel, and the guardhouse was empty, and the carefully prepared rhetoric was completely useless. So, he hurriedly put the chloroform towel back in the sandwich bag.

"Let's go," Dapeng pressed Han Ming's waist with an imitation gun: "The security guard will be in trouble when he comes back." The four of them, dressed in suits, slid briskly into the world's largest stock market.

At the front was Ed, holding in his hand the architectural drawings of the stock exchange that he had printed out in the school yesterday. Dapeng walked in the middle, escorting Han Ming wearing sunglasses. Shujie walked at the end of the line, ready to guard against Han Ming's small movements. He touched his waist, in addition to the imitation pistol, he also carried Han Ming's mobile phone in his trouser pocket. Just now, Han Ming washed up again after admitting it, and then prepared to put on the suit hanging in the closet. Shujie checked it, and although he returned the wallet in his clothes to Han Ming, he still took away his mobile phone, just in case. After getting ready, Ed put on sunglasses for Han Ming, and the three of them pretended to be bodyguards, holding Han Ming hostage all the way from the Hyatt Regency Hotel to the stock exchange. On the way, several policemen passed by, but Han Ming remained silent and did not dare to speak out at all.

entered the stock exchange without bloodshed, and this seemingly impossible task is half completed. A burst of secret joy welled up in Shujie's heart. The stock exchange was surprisingly quiet, and the aisles were empty. Nothing could be heard except the footsteps of his own people.

"Ed, what's going on? It's Monday, right? Shujie asked softly.

"That's right," Ed said, looking at his watch, "It's Monday, and the stock market is open." ”

The three of them escorted Han Ming to continue walking, but Shujie's heart became more and more empty: could it be that there was some different danger hidden in this quiet? Suddenly, Eddard's footsteps stopped. He pointed to a small door next to the passage and asked, "What's that?" ”

Shujie saw that something seemed to be flowing on the concrete floor under the door. Looking at this red thing, Shujie's scalp was numb. But he knew that his task was to deal with emergencies, so he stepped forward quickly and grabbed the handle of the door with courage.

"Wait, something doesn't seem right!" Ed whispered.

But Ed's words came too late. Shugera opened the door and gasped. A corpse in a light blue uniform, leaning crookedly against a pile of cleaning utensils, blood streaming from its feet.

At this moment, Ed suddenly fell on his feet and fell backwards.

Bloodsickness! Shujie suddenly remembered that everyone had forgotten that Ed still had this stubble, but he didn't have time to react. It was too late, it was too late, Dapeng let go of Han Ming and took Ed in his arms from behind.

"Ed! Are you okay? Shujie also leaned in, ready to pinch Ed's man.

"No, I'm suddenly a little dizzy." Ed struggled to reply, "Just take a break." ”

"Okay." Dapeng held Ed with one hand, took Ed's backpack with the other, straddled it on his shoulder, and then asked Ed, "Do you want to drink some water?" Hey! What about Han Ming? ”

Shujie looked back and saw that the corridor was empty, and Han Ming was gone. Before he had time to get annoyed, Dapeng suddenly pointed to an ochre-red door that was about to close and shouted, "There! ”

"You chase first! I can keep up. Ed was nervous too. So, Dapeng and Shujie let go of Ed and chased after him. Shujie pushed open the door, and there were circles of stairs in front of him. In the depths of the stairs, heavy footsteps echoed.

Following this footstep, the two chased closely. In the underground labyrinth, Han Ming was in a panic. After some chase, the stairs reached the bottom, and there was a dark red door in the corner. Dapeng gently opened the door and walked into the last corridor with Shujie one after the other. In the long hallway, the lights were dim. The low roof is lined with doors on both sides. And Han Ming's footsteps had disappeared without a trace.

"Shhhh Then, raising his voice as he walked, he said, "As soon as we came in, his footsteps were gone." ”

The two walked lightly, pricking up their ears for any response.

Roc continued: "This old liar must not have gone far. Let's search one by one. ”

After a while, the click... Shujie seemed to hear something, extremely subtle, but clearly discerning. Following the voice, he came to a door and pointed at it. Dapeng is a mastermind. He walked softly to the door, listened carefully, and gave a thumbs up. 1，2，3… The two of them started at the same time and broke in.

In the dark hut stood a figure with no way out. Shujie reached out and fumbled for a switch by the door, snap! The small lights on the roof were turned on. At the bottom of the stock exchange, Han Ming was blocked in front of two victims.

"You old liar! No wonder he didn't say a word just now. Shujie rolled up his sleeves.

"No... It's not..."Han Ming was a little incoherent.

"Is your brain short-circuited, I'm not afraid that I will shoot you with a shot." Dapeng touched his waist.

"I... I..."

At this time, Ed actually followed. He closed the door and said to the two brothers, "Hit, press on the ground, old liar—" Before Ed's words fell, Han Ming was also anxious. He threw the sunglasses in his hand at Ed, and shouted, "I'm going to fight with you!" ”

"Damn!" Dapeng is on fire. He raised his right hand and punched Han Ming. Han Ming lowered his head and dodged to the left. Dapeng threw a left hook and landed firmly on Han Ming's shoulder. Seeing the opportunity, Shujie flew up and kicked at Han Ming. Han Ming stepped back and hit the wall. This so-called trapped beast is still fighting, and Han Ming, who is more than one meter and seven, is driven by the desire to survive, and it is really difficult to be pressed down.

"Shujie, I'm coming! You block the door," Edra pulled Shujie's arm, to join the warband. Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! He rushed forward and punched Han Ming several times in a row, and then scuffled with Han Ming.

Syllable! Shujie heard the sound of glass breaking. He looked down and saw that a pile of broken glass suddenly appeared behind Dapeng, and the transparent liquid splashed on the ground. Not far away, an orange plastic lid was still rolling.

"Roc! Watch out! Ed! Feet..."Shujie immediately shouted. However, before he could finish his words, a strong smell of chloroform came to his face. Shujie's nose tightened, and he quickly turned around and tried to pull the door open.

The door was opened, but Shujie's mind was already spinning. He staggered two steps into the hallway, reaching for something, but couldn't. After struggling for a while, Shujie's eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.