Quiver...... Quiver...... Quiver......

Feng Zheng's middle finger kept tapping on the table, and a rhythmic sound echoed in the closed silent hall. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The mercenaries around info who were standing straight began to shake their heads and look around, some directly put down their heavy guns and magazines, and some simply found a dark corner to sit on.

At this time, there is only a ray of sunset left.

"It's been more than an hour, how long do you have to wait, Brother Feng?" The bald man was very unhappy that this kind of prey was in front of him, but he couldn't start hunting, if it weren't for the strict rules and regulations that could not be disobeyed, he would have quarreled with Feng Zheng a long time ago.

"Liu Liudao, you call an egg, Team Feng said that he has his own reason for waiting, there is a kind of you going to arrest people back alone?" The tattooed man standing behind Feng Zheng was the first to stand up and speak for Feng Zheng. He is Feng Zheng's right-hand man, surnamed Zheng, his real name is unknown, and he is known as "Zheng Taibao" in the Tao. This Zheng Taibao and Feng Zheng once had the experience of serving in the army together, so until now they still habitually call Feng Zheng "Feng Team".

As for the bald man surnamed Liu, the nickname of "Liu Liudao", it is a nickname given to someone he is familiar with. It is said that this man has been short-tempered since he was a child, and when he was young, he lost more than 600 yuan because of playing cards, and in a fit of anger, he took out a knife and stabbed his opponent six times in a row, so he had this semi-humiliating nickname.

"You surnamed Zheng are stupid to me? There are trialists in this group of imps, and there are guns in hand, so am I going alone to find death? "Although Liu Liudao has a violent temper, he is not an impulsive fool, otherwise his mercenary career would have left him with no bones left in the past.

"Then shut your dog's mouth and listen quietly to Team Feng." Zheng Taibao sneered, his face full of disdain, "A waste, a little baby without a weapon in his hand can poke you blind in one eye, and dare to talk back to Lao Tzu?" ”

"Fuck a son of a bitch!" Liu Liudao is Liu Liudao after all, and when he was excited, he pulled out the pistol on his waist on the spot.

"Enough!" Feng Zheng shouted loudly, and finally calmed down the two of them, his face was cloudy, and his fingers tapped the table faster and faster.

Shouldn't it, a few young men under twenty years old, trapped in the hotel building like this for nearly an hour, can actually hold back and fight hard without showing their heads?

"Xiao Gan, you go to the back and adjust the surveillance video to see what these boys are doing." Feng Zheng said to the young man standing behind him with half dyed yellow hair.

The young man's name is Gan Zhicheng, and Zheng Taibao is also Feng Zheng's right-hand man, although he is not as good as Zheng Taibao, but he knows a lot of computer and firearms knowledge, so he can also make Feng Zheng pay attention.

Gan Zhicheng came to the management office in the background, and called up the video of the seventh-floor corridor of the hotel, and watched it for nearly half an hour without finding any suspicious traces. After he turned around to report to Feng Zheng, Feng Zheng's brows tightened.

Could it be that these boys really hid in the room and didn't get out of the corridor for a single step?

"Let's go, search room by room, and give me a closer look!" Feng Zheng waved his hand, and more than a dozen wolf-like mercenaries swarmed up, they were already waiting impatiently on the side.

Liu Liudao couldn't help but jump directly to the second floor.

In addition, Feng Zheng still left a few people to guard the elevator and the door in case of accidents.

Some of the mercenaries strode upstairs, some took the elevator directly, and a few approached the backstage to help Gan Zhicheng review the surveillance video.

When they all left the hall on the first floor, the lights in the entire hotel suddenly went out!

"What's going on?"

The fluorescent lamps on the roof of the hallway then became disillusioned, like torches blown out by the wind. Feng Zheng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly used the walk-in phone he carried with him to contact Gan Zhicheng, who was still in the background management office.

"I'm also out of power here, and I don't even have a backup power supply." Gan Zhicheng in the control room could only complain, it was even darker on his side, and all the electronic screens had lost their light sources.

"Where's the main switch?" Feng Zheng secretly said that it was not good, and the other party's dog jumped over the wall in a hurry to close the main electric switch!

Gan Zhicheng groped around the control room and roughly found the location of the electric switch, which turned out to be in the utility room next to the control room. However, he illuminated the small searchlight he carried with him for a long time, and an inexplicable shock rose in his heart: "The electric gate is open!" ”

That's right, the power switch is still open, there is no real circuit problem, in order to ensure safety, Gan Zhicheng carefully checked one side, to confirm that there are no critical circuits or parts that have been artificially damaged.

Is the switch open?

Hearing Gan Zhicheng's words on the other end of the communicator, Feng Zheng was also a little chaotic here, since the electric gate was intact and there was no power outage nearby, why was the power cut off in the hotel at this time?

"Not good!" He patted his head, "Who are the people in the elevator?" ”

I remember that at least three or four mercenaries entered the elevator just now, and now that the power is off, how can the people in the elevator come out?

Zheng Taibao and Liu Liudao also looked awe-inspiring, and the two took a few mercenaries to the elevator entrance on the second floor, and worked hard for a while with shovels and wedges, and even fired a few shots at the heavy elevator door in a hurry, but they couldn't get the strengthened steel door open.

The cries for help from their companions came from the communicator, echoing the shouts behind the elevator door, but unfortunately the two could only listen to them in a daze.

I just lost a few people upstairs, how can I do this job?

When Feng Zheng learned the news, an old face was even deeper as if it was dripping with oil, and he waved his hand to signal everyone to speed up the search, and at the same time asked several people in the management room to repair the circuit as quickly as possible.

Looking at the dark and bottomless hotel aisle in front of him, he couldn't help but feel frustrated in his heart: Could it be that after waiting for so long, it was me who fell into the trap?

……

In the basement of the hotel, Shi Qinghuai and several people gathered together, paying attention to the mercenaries' every move in the corridor of the hotel through Shen Sanwan's mobile phone.

If Gan Zhicheng was here, he would definitely be surprised, because the picture displayed on Shen Sanwan's mobile phone was no different from the picture displayed on the previous surveillance!

In other words, Shen Sanwan's mobile phone is controlling the monitoring system of the entire hotel!

"I'm afraid these guys would never have imagined that we still have such a hand." Seeing Liu Liudao and Zheng Taibao putting on stiff dead faces in front of the elevator door, Shen Sanwan laughed out loud, he was trembling these days, but he had suffocated himself.

"It now seems that even an auxiliary ability such as 'data manipulation' can have a surprising effect in a given environment." Yao Yiyao tilted her little head and held the booklet, chattering while taking notes carefully, "You can indirectly control the power supply by controlling the nearby circuit equipment, and you can indirectly control the monitor by controlling the main computer, so at this point, there is still a lot of room for development of this ability." ”

Shi Qinghuai fully doubted that this booklet was a two-dimensional notebook of a certain jingle cat, otherwise how could a palm-sized book write down so much content?

"It's almost time to do it." After Yao Yiyao finished recording, Shi Qinghuai pushed open the door of the basement slightly and glanced at the dark outside.

At his side, Guo Mengtao held a shotgun, his eyes reflected indescribably complex images and symbols.