The air in the darkroom was not good, and after a long time, several people found it difficult to breathe.

"Dad, let's go out for some fresh air." The third child heard his grandfather breathing heavily and was afraid something might happen.

"OK" Mancang also felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The door of the tonnage room was opened and several people came out to get some fresh air. Mancang glanced at his watch. It was almost 8 o'clock and he didn't know what was going on outside.

At this moment, the entire machinery factory, along with the nearby streets, were surrounded by troops. Two suspicious persons were found and a firefight broke out between the two sides. Both persons were shot dead on the spot.

At the same time, several time bombs were found in the workshop and bomb disposal experts were dismantling them.

Director Yang and several military leaders were present at the scene.

Director Yang frowned. This is a time bomb. What's the point of passing the note?

We can only catch the person first.

The people in the warehouse didn't dare to stay outside for too long. After taking a breath, they prepared to go down.

At this moment, a gunshot was heard from next door, and in the quiet and dark night, there was a sound of

The family members shuddered all over and quickly ran to the dark room.

Mancang took out his gun and led the others, then he went down last and closed the door. He leaned against the stone door and listened to the noise outside.

The stone gate was so thick that no sound from outside could be heard.

Wu Zhiqiu and the others also stared at the stone gate nervously.

About five minutes later, Mancang felt the rocks above him moving. He quickly took out his gun and pulled the safety. He had already loaded the bullet, and his heart was beating wildly.

He thought quickly, if the darkroom was opened, it definitely couldn't be the police, because the police couldn't possibly know there was a darkroom here.

Holding his gun, Mancang took two steps back, pressed his body against the wall, and stared at the stone gate.

Soon the stone door moved, and the man outside, holding a gun in his hand, crouched down, quickly jumped into the dark room and closed the stone door.

Several people inside covered their mouths tightly, staring with terrified eyes. How did this person get in?

The moment the stone door closed, there were two loud bangs. The man raised his head and raised his pistol. He fired several more shots, but the gun was out of bullets. He quickly jumped down the stairs, wanting to grab something else. There was only a crisp sound, and he groaned. The man above him fell limply and rolled down the stairs.

Fenglan couldn't help but scream, Wu Zhiqiu bit his lips tightly and went to pull Mancang.

Old Master Wu's legs were shaking. He had no tools in the dark room. He went forward with his head held high.

"Dad, don't," Wu Zhiqiu called out to the old man.

"Don't move. I'll go and see if he's dead. Don't move." Old Master Wu's voice trembled.

"Dad, don't go, I'll go." How could Wu Zhiqiu let his dad go?

"Zhiqiu, don't worry about me, don't worry about me, you guys hide, I'll go and see." Mancang endured the pain and crawled towards the man.

"Don't go, I'll go. You have to stay alive." Wu Zhiqiu cried, crossed the warehouse, rode on the man, picked up his head and smashed it to the ground.

The third brother swallowed his saliva, rushed over in a few steps, and snatched the gun from the man's hand. When the moonlight came in just now, the third brother saw that he was holding a gun in his left hand.

Fenglan screamed and rushed over to help Wu Zhiqiu hit his head.