She immediately ordered.

Song Yiyuan understood that Lin Qingqing wanted to use space transplantation technology, and turned around to supervise Dong Hui and others.

Lin Qingqing turned around, took out tools from the space, and quickly cracked the iris lock.

The crack was successful in less than two minutes, and the screen above the block turned black.

The wall suddenly swung inward.

Lin Qingqing immediately put away her tools.

"Qi Hong, continue."

Everyone turned around upon hearing this and saw a staircase leading down inside the revolving door, so they cautiously drew their guns.

Qi Hong held the gun and walked down slowly.

When everyone went down, they found that this floor was the same as the one above, with only an aisle and not even a small room. Could there be something else downstairs?

Three minutes later, Qi Hong stood in front of a wall again.

He drew a circle.

Dong Hui and Zhou Zhen immediately stepped forward and tapped on the wall.

Sure enough, another small square appeared.

Lin Qingqing doesn't need to say anything this time.

When they saw the cube come out, they immediately stepped aside and turned around.

Lin Qingqing took out tools to crack the iris lock.

This time it's faster.

Barely a minute later, the screen went black.

Then the wall rotates inward again.

Lin Qingqing put away her tools and heard the faint sound of music.

The others also heard the soothing music and tightened their grip on their guns.

Lin Qingqing patted Song Yiyuan on the shoulder, and Song Yiyuan patted others.

Everyone turned around and saw Lin Qingqing taking out two bottles of drugs from his pocket.

Seeing this, everyone took out the drugs they had on them.

Song Yiyuan gestured to Dong Hui and Zhou Zhen

He signaled them to cover Qi Hong.

It is not certain whether that person is down there.

Qi Hong glanced at the stairs leading to the next level and stepped in.

Dong Hui and Zhou Zhen opened the cork of the drug bottle, held the bottle in their left hands, held the gun in their right hands, and followed Qi Hong closely.

Zhang Liang, Zhou Lie, and Zou Feng went down in a similar posture.

Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan walked at the end.

After going down only five or six steps, Lin Qingqing heard clear conversation.

It turned out that they were criticizing her.

Meng Qi sighed, "Lin Qingqing deserved this fate. She repeatedly provoked the leadership and never put herself in the right place. She was always in cahoots with Zhang Qi and his gang, never thinking about who put her in the position of marshal. She's such a naive person who doesn't know how to repay her gratitude. One day, she'll have a miserable end."

Someone immediately echoed, "Yes, Lin Qingqing is just too young and hasn't seen the big world. She got cocky just because the leader awarded her the title of marshal, and she even dared to confront the leader and make noises. She's going against the entire Chinese nation."

Qi Hong was not affected by these conversations.

He smelled the strongest smell of fire and immediately turned around and signaled to the group of people behind him.

"Throw~"

Lin Qingqing gave the order clearly.

They had just finished walking up the stairs.

Qi Hong and his group rushed a few steps to the right and threw the bottles in their hands into the hall in front.

"Ding-ling-ling~"

There was a sound of glass bottles hitting tiles.

The guard standing in the corner saw a group of people rushing out and immediately raised his gun to shoot. He moved so quickly that the bullet was fired in the blink of an eye.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

After the first wave of gunfire, the guard closest to the stairs fainted.

Qi Hong and his group did not stop rushing forward.

They were wearing bulletproof vests and were not afraid of these bullets.

Instead, he threw the bottle in his hand further away.

Everyone was sitting on the sofa chatting when they suddenly heard the sound of breaking glass and gunshots.

Confused.

How could someone break in?

This was the man’s first thought.

However, the next moment, she saw Song Yiyuan walking into the hall.

Lin Qingqing pulled down the mask on her face.

"I'm not dead on the street, but I'm not sure about you."

"You, you, how come you are not dead?"

The man pointed at Lin Qingqing, shocked.

Lin Qingqing curled her lips.

With a wave of his hand, he said, "Take them all."

(There is one more chapter, which will be updated in an hour)