In the slightly dimly lit small bedroom, the smell of blood is thick, and it is estimated that it will take a long time to dissipate.

The emaciated man with a cold face had already raised his pistol and stood in the corner, the woman was pulled in front of him by him, on the other side, the outrageously tall man on his side was wearing a bulletproof vest and holding a semi-automatic rifle standing behind a wide chair, the chair was indeed very large, but it only barely covered half of his body, in fact, the defense of the chair was very weak, the reason he did this was to block the lower body, because it was impossible for the person under the bed to see his upper body, and, if there was really someone under the bed, Nor will they shoot blindly.

The blood-stained bed was huge, and there were many things scattered on the bed before Monica left, all of which were now gone, except for blood and blood, bloody blankets, bloody pillows, bloody sheets...... The sheets of this bed are also very large, not only completely covering the bed, but the excess part hangs down like a curtain, blocking the sides of the bed as well, leaving only a small gap.

Now people only need to lift the "curtain" and look inside, and it will be natural to see if there is anyone inside, but no one will do that, and that kind of practice is tantamount to suicide.

Monica's face was still cold, her eyes were staring at the big bed full of blood, but her eyes were always unnaturally glancing at the open window, back and forth many times, although her face was still unmoved, there was some worry in the depths of her eyes.

"One ......" Will started the countdown, his voice was very long, and at the same time he was giving Shack a look, as if he was asking Sak to find better cover, in the face of a semi-automatic rifle, it is not a wise choice to use people as cover, the cover is not complete, the human body is very fragile in front of the rifle bullet, and Tang Ji was unfortunately hit not long ago because of this.

If the person under the bed feels completely hopeless and would rather die than be captured alive, then the semi-automatic rifle shooting under the bed seems to be inevitable, but the probability of this kind of thing happening is not very high, and it is impossible for a person with a strong mind to live in this building for so long, and he will drive himself crazy without being killed by others.

These people, as long as they can live, can do anything, even if they live for one or half more days, a little more time will give them a little more hope, and no one wants to fight for the fish to die.

Sack gave Will a reassuring look, Will's worries were obviously superfluous, in the face of these possible dangers, Sack's ability to deal with them was not necessarily much worse than Will, but this was also one of the reasons why Sack chose Will, in some critical times, Will was much more cautious than him.

There is nothing wrong with being careful, this is the truth.

There was no movement, and the people under the bed seemed to be still thinking about whether to surrender, or to fight to the death?

"Second ......" Will said the second word, fiddling with the automatic rifle in his hand, and making some noises that could be scared to death at this time.

Still no movement, after Will spoke, there was no sound in the room at all, the silence was a little scary, the person under the bed seemed to be carrying it to death, he had to hold on until the last moment, what was he waiting for? Wait for the change? Or what?

"Come out, come out, please, come out, come out."

It wasn't anyone's voice, but Monica's inner cry, her eyes were completely focused on the big bed, a faint look of anxiety welled up on her face, and there was a very complicated look in her eyes.

Will slowly crouched down, slightly sideways, and used the wide chair that resembled a sofa chair to cover his body almost completely, although the chair's defense was weak, but it always had some effect, if the other party fired, he only had to shoot the bullet under the bed before the chair was broken, and he would hardly be hurt, and even if he was really injured, it would not be too serious.

"Damn it......" Will shouted the second word, and after a long silence, the other party still didn't move, which made him curse in a low voice.

"Come out, quick, you're going to die." Monica couldn't help but shout at the big bed, looking a little excited.

"Three......" Will glanced at her and quickly shouted the third word.

"Don't, don't shoot!" Monica's expression became even more excited, seeing Will screaming a little frantically, Will, who was already planning to shoot, suddenly stopped, looked at Monica, and frowned quickly.

Monica's expression was so weird, she was excited, she seemed to be worried about the person under the bed, but her eyes were full of fear of death.

"Don't shoot, we'll die." Monica saw Will pause, and then said quickly and excitedly, she seemed to have determined something.

No one is really afraid of death, and Monica is human too.

"Will you die?" Will raised his voice and asked a rhetorical question, and immediately turned his gaze to Monica to the big bed, thinking quickly in his heart whether Monica's words could be trusted.

Monica was probably scaring him, and the horror in her eyes could have been faked, probably for the opportunity she would have if she didn't shoot, of course...... It could also be true.

"You go and lift it." Seeing Will hesitate, Monica seemed to calm down all of a sudden, looked at the bed, and asked Will to lift it.

It was as if to send Will to his death.

"You go and lift the ......" Will thought about responding for a while, but before he could finish a sentence, he immediately paused, his face sank, and he frowned and looked at Monica: "You lied to me?" He seemed to sense Monica's purpose, if he wanted to lift such a big bed, he definitely couldn't use his feet, he could only use his hands, if Will really untied the rope on Monica's wrist and asked Monica to lift the bed, then Monica might be able to take this opportunity to find something under the bed.

Coupled with the person under the bed, the two cooperate, two against two, the bullet is not long-eyed, in such a small space, anything can happen.

Monica has been captured alive, and instead of being honest, she is playing tricks, which is the reason why Will's face is suddenly gloomy.

"You should trust me." Monica stared into Will's eyes and said word by word, looking like it wasn't fake.

"Do you want to die?" Will's eyes narrowed, and his voice was low.

"You shoot." Monica understood that Will would not believe herself, choked and closed her eyes as if she had resigned herself to her fate.

"It's a shame to kill your little lover." Will taunted Monica, his eyes turned to the big bed again, and the gun was picked up again, but subconsciously, he glanced at Monica again, his body suddenly moved, rushed out from behind the chair, took two steps to the bed, grabbed the foot of the bed with one hand, and jerked it to the side, and with this movement, his body seemed to be synchronized with the bed, and rolled out.

With the standard quick evasive move, Will leaned into another corner, covering half of his body with a cabinet.

He was still too cautious.

There was a thud, and the big bed was flipped over by Will with one hand, completely overturned, and then ...... Nothing happened, and the room was completely quiet again.

Monica opened her eyes and looked at the place she had just taken under the bed, and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Will, who was squatting next to the cabinet in the corner, slowly stood up, seemed to have eliminated his guard at once, looked at the position under the bed just now, walked over slowly, stopped at the side, looked down and kept looking, and looked at it for a long time.

There was no one under the bed, no guns, no bullets...... None of the things Will could have imagined before that thought it might exist, there was a ...... Gas canisters.

This gas tank is not big, the small type can be found on the floor where the restaurant is located in this building, this thing is completely spare, and it will only be used in case of emergency, so it is usually full.

Although it is very small, Will knows that if the bullet of the automatic rifle hits it, the power of its explosion is not inferior to that of a high-explosive bomb, and it really explodes, not to mention this room, half of the advertising company will be affected, and no one can survive here.

After watching it for a long time, something called cold quickly spread throughout Will's body, and horror and fear filled his heart.

This feeling did not come from the gas tank itself, but from the man who had once hid here, who had set it all up to deal with the ...... who were still alive in the building Wise man.

If a person is not smart enough, if he is not quick enough to think, if he is not observant enough, he will think that he is walking through a window, he will not be able to think that there is someone under the bed, and he will not strafe the big bed with a semi-automatic rifle.

However, which of the people who have survived until now is simple?

Shudder.

It is precisely because he is a smart person, it is precisely because his mind is quick enough that Will almost killed himself, if it weren't for Monica here, he would really die.

"I said I was going to die." Monica's voice suddenly sounded behind Will, her tone was slightly mocking, she had long known that there was a gas tank in this room, and she also knew that if Tang Ji was really under the bed, he would definitely not carry it, Tang Ji was not the kind of person who would give up his life easily.

At that time, Monica wanted Don Guy to be under the bed, really hope, because if Don Guy was not there, then the gas tank must be underneath, and Will was not such a good person to persuade, Monica didn't think she could easily convince him.

That's why when Will called out the numbers for the third time, Monica was so frightened that she was going to die...... It's really going to die.

"Who is he?" Will slowly turned around, looked at Monica, ignored Monica's ridicule, and asked in a low voice.

Monica looked at Will, was silent for a moment, looking at Will's expression, she understood that if she didn't say it, Will would definitely not make herself feel better, so she said it anyway.

"Don."

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I rubbed it and begged for a Sanjiang ticket!!!!