Before a group of people saw Jiang Fan's figure, they began to shoot wildly downstairs.

Jiang Fan smiled slightly.

He took out a small grenade from his pocket and threw it at the 17th floor, and then quickly moved to the two floors below.

A few seconds later, only an explosion was heard from upstairs.

Countless flying sand and stones, as well as broken stones fell from the upper floors, and even the stairs under Jiang Fan's feet were crumbling.

With the sound of explosions, the screams of countless people rang out.

Some even groaned in despair: "Ah, our legs, my hands, I hurt so much, help me." ”

The sound of panicked footsteps, the man with the gun, and the head of the gun rolled to the ground.

There were even quite a few people who walked down the broken staircase.

Saying that it was too late, Jiang Fan opened the window in the stairwell and stood on the windowsill.

Grabbing the raised tiles on the wall with both hands, his body was like a plastic bag hanging from a tree branch at a height of tens of meters, swaying with the wind.

But Jiang Fan's two hands, as if with suction cups, firmly adhered to the wall, and the two legs followed together.

Using both hands and feet, it took about five seconds to climb to the 19th floor.

The window was locked from the inside, and Jiang Fan could only grasp the wall with one hand and step on the edge of the windowsill with two legs.

With one hand free, I thought about the glass with the butt of the gun.

Although this kind of high-rise glass is made of special thickened material, for Jiang Fan, with a little force, the glass shatters instantly.

The people downstairs also began to run upstairs, and the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor was mixed with the wails of many people.

Jiang Fan frowned, hurriedly dealt with the sharp point of the bulge of the broken glass, jumped over, and landed in the room.

But his arm was still scratched by broken glass, Jiang Fan didn't have time to pay attention to the wound, and blood droplets fell to the ground, reflecting Jiang Fan's trajectory.

There were only a few men with pistols in the hallway on the 19th floor, but they were clearly in better shape than the other thugs.

Jiang Fan visually judged that these people should be professional mercenaries.

Jiang Fan heard the footsteps behind him, and those people on the 17th floor had already caught up.

He hurriedly threw a grenade, which directly blew up the way they came up.

People on the 19th floor rushed to hear the noise, only to find that the hallway was empty.

Several people were confused, and the next second, the two fell directly to the ground.

Jiang Fan hung upside down on the steps of the 20th floor, Jiang Fan held a gun in each hand, and directly hit the two of them.

Two fell to the ground, and the other three sensed danger.

They found the ambush location respectively, and Jiang Fan used the Eagle Eye skill to lock the other party's location.

Hanging half of his body from the window of the staircase, he aimed at the man who had just shot him in the hallway.

The man's fall was accompanied by the sound of the window cracking, which made the remaining two realize that there should be support outside the window.

The two conspired in a low voice: "They should still have an accomplice, they are snipers, we must act separately." ”

"Yes, I'll move to the stairwell, you stay where you are, give me cover."

The man said, "Okay, but you have to be careful." ”

But their conversation was completely heard by Jiang Fan, who was not far from them.

Jiang Fan also immediately changed his strategy, still hanging upside down on the steps of the 20th floor, and saw a figure approaching him from a distance.

He estimated the time it would take for the opponent to reach his own range, and fired two shots without hurrying.

The other party was shot and fell to the ground.

There was only one person left, and Jiang Fan no longer took the other party in his eyes.

The wound on Jiang Fan's arm was bleeding even more seriously because of the strenuous exercise just now.

He took the hemostatic powder out of his bag, sprinkled it on the wound, and wrapped the bandage around his arm a few times.

The other party's sense of smell was very sensitive, he smelled the smell of blood in the air, and speculated that Jiang Fan must have been injured as well.

He cautiously approached the location of the stairs, and Jiang Fan noticed it for the first time.

Jiang Fan's body was clinging to the wall of the corridor, feeling the sound of the other party's footsteps, and slowly approached.

He was breathing tightly, and the other man stopped a meter close to him.

The other party can wait, but Jiang Fan has no time to wait.

He threw the gun down the door and hit the other man in the head.

The opponent's center of gravity was unstable and he staggered back two steps, and in the next second, Jiang Fan rushed over from the door and slapped the opponent's wrist.

The gun in the opponent's hand drops.

The mercenary saw the wound on Jiang Fan's arm and slammed his head into the wound, but Jiang Fan judged his trajectory first, grabbed the opponent's head, and smashed it to the ground.

The man felt that his brain was spinning, and he couldn't even see the appearance of the man in front of him clearly.

Jiang Fan smashed the opponent's head on the ground a few more times like a ball, and a pool of crimson blood appeared under the opponent's head.

Completely unconscious.

Hiss –

Jiang Fan took a look at his injured arm, and the arm injury was even more serious from the strenuous exercise just now.

He took a deep breath, walked over to the office, and knocked politely on the door.

Knock Knock Knock –

Inside it was quiet and unresponsive.

Knock Knock Knock –

This time, a man's nervous voice came from inside: "Who's who?" ”

Jiang Fan said in cotton language: "Open the door, it's too late to talk about my identity for a while." ”

Several people in the room looked at each other, all with frightened expressions.

Everyone clenched the guns in their hands, as if they were clutching their own life-saving straw.

Jiang Fan said with the last patience: "I'll say it one last time, hurry up and open the door, otherwise I'm welcome." ”

The people in the house asked, "What about the men at the door?" ”

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Hehe, I'm talking to you here, what do you think?" ”

Jiang Fan's voice was creepy.

One of them was about the others to protect themselves, and he was ready to open the door.

The moment he pulled the doorknob, several others shot wildly at the door with their eyes closed.

Jiang Fan had already expected the other party's actions and hid on the other side of the door.

Jiang Fan sneered: "This is your attitude? Looks like you all want to die. ”

One of them hurriedly said, "No, no, give me a chance, let's have a good talk." ”

Jiang Fan said: "Okay, throw the gun out, let's end this matter." ”

Several people did so.

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Okay, everyone, do you still need me to say anything?" Everybody, come with me, shall you? ”

One of them thought of the words of the White Navy: "You can take us away, but don't kill us, we have all the evidence of the crimes of the White Navy." ”

Jiang Fan's figure, which had already left, retreated back at this point.

"Really? That gave me the evidence alone. ”

A few people were stunned.

How is this different from what the White Navy said before?

Can you give them directly?

Wouldn't it be bad for the White Navy? (End of chapter)