Chapter 108 Under the Sky 32 (Revised)

Under normal circumstances, when a gun's trigger is pulled, the firing pin inside the gun quickly strikes the primer, which is made of fulminate of mercury, igniting the propellant in the cartridge case. The high-temperature combustion gases inside the gun instantly reach a temperature of 3000 degrees Celsius, and the chamber pressure of 300 MPa propels the bullet at high speed.

This is how a pistol works.

At the same time, all thermal weapons require combustion and explosion.

However, there is no oxygen in the air now, and all thermal weapons have stopped working in the moment of suffocation.

"Their weapons are really useless!"

The gangsters outside shouted that without the threat of hot weapons, they became even crazier.

"Walk."

Fu Yizhi said something in Fu Anan's ear.

Fu Anan quickly stood up and followed Fu Yizhi.

Catching the residential building behind them, the two quickly climbed over the wall of the police station.

Looking at the two-meter-high wall, Fu Anan leaned over and finally understood why Fu Yizhi trained his climbing skills.

After the two of them went around to the police station, all the police officers' attention was focused on the main gate. Fu Yizi used wire to open the door, and the two of them slipped in quietly.

There are six floors in the police station.

To ensure the air compressors wouldn't get lost, they were placed directly next to the director's office.

The two searched for a long time and only learned what was going on when they heard the conversation between two police officers outside.

The two looked at each other and quickly went upstairs.

It was next to the director's office, so we found it quickly.

Fu Anan took one away casually.

Just as the two were about to come out and leave, they suddenly heard noises coming from the corridor.

A middle-aged man's voice came, "We can't hold on outside anymore, quickly take the compressor and leave here!"

Fu Anan's expression changed.

Before he could react, Fu Yizhi pulled him into another room.

Fu Anan's breathing stopped when he entered the room.

Mr. Fu is very rich, but his luck is no different from athlete's foot.

You can break into the director's office by opening any door!

Fu Anan looked at the police chief who was sitting with his back to them and took a deep breath.

I was about to leave, but the person who was talking had already come up.

Fu Anan, who couldn't leave, was sweating nervously on his forehead as he looked at the director.

As long as he shouted, those people would rush in.

wrong.

Why is the director still sitting here motionless despite the situation outside?

Fu Anan frowned suspiciously, feeling something was strange.

Before Fu Anan could notice, Fu Yizhi had already walked in front of the director.

"He's dead indeed."

What?

Fu Anan walked up quickly.

The body was covered with corpse spots, and the director seemed to have been dead for a long time.

“There’s one compressor missing?

Are you all gluttons?

There will be one less person guarding!

Go find it now!"

The noise outside started again, and Fu Anan looked around in fear. The office was tiny, with no place to hide.

"Fu Anan, come here."

Fu Yizhi called out to her, "Step on the window."

This is the sixth floor!

Fu Anan asked sincerely: "Brother Fu, do you have any other options?"

Fu Yizhi: "...You can still choose to die."

Fu Anan took a deep breath, looked at him with a fake smile, and stepped on him as if he were going to die heroically.

My legs are weak at this moment.

"I'll lift you up and hold on to the roof." Fu Yizhi said quickly.

Fu Anan was outside and hadn't heard clearly yet when she felt Fu Yizhi grab her ankle.

The whole person instantly flew into the air and was about to fall out, but Fu Anan grabbed the edge of the roof.