The situation on the fifth floor is slightly more optimistic in comparison.
Perhaps it was the intense gunfire downstairs that assaulted people's eardrums like a raging storm.
This instilled fear and unease in the people living on this floor, to the point that no one dared to easily open their door and peek out to find out what was going on.
Those vicious criminals, on the other hand, exhibited a ruthless yet purposeful pattern of behavior.
They would only pull the trigger and fire deadly bullets at those who dared to go out and see what was going on or try to stop their atrocities.
Fortunately, these ruthless individuals did not seem to choose to force their way in and indiscriminately slaughter innocent people in the various rooms.
The reason for this is likely that the time they have is also extremely limited.
Under such urgent circumstances, they could only focus their attention on clearing away all obstacles in their path and do their utmost to find and achieve the true goal they wanted to achieve in this operation.
At the end of the fifth-floor corridor, dim lights flickered on and off.
Suddenly, a series of loud banging and terrified screams echoed from inside the tightly closed door. The sounds reverberated through the silent hallway.
Right in front of the only door that made a sound, lay two bloody, mangled bodies in a gruesome state!
Blood gushed from their bodies, pooling into a horrifying bloodbath, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.
"Quick, let's go check it out!"
With a solemn expression, Liao Ping waved his arm and led the people behind him to dash toward the door like arrows.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, further intensifying the tense atmosphere.
Is anyone outside? Open the door for me!
At that moment, another desperate cry came from inside the room.
Upon hearing this voice, the middle-aged cadre who had just been calm and had led Liao Ping upstairs instantly changed his expression, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Section Chief Liao, that's General Manager Xiao's voice. He... he lives in this room!" The middle-aged cadre pointed to the door with trembling hands.
The noisy voices outside made Xiao Jian, who was trapped in the room, instantly anxious.
His eyes widened, his hands clenched into fists, and he pounded on the tightly closed door with all his might.
"Open the door! Open the door for me now!" Xiao Jian roared hoarsely.
Just then, a burly security guard strode forward and swiftly pulled a heavy pair of pliers from the doorknob.
In an instant, a loud "bang" was heard, and the seemingly sturdy wooden door was suddenly flung open without any warning.
Like a wild beast enraged, Xiao Jian burst out of the room. He ran frantically, shouting, "Tiger, Tiger, where are you?"
However, apart from the few security guards standing there, the terrified Liao Ping, and the serious-looking middle-aged cadre, there was no other living person in the entire corridor to respond to his anxious calls.
In an instant, everyone's gaze, including Xiao Jian's own, turned to the two people lying on the cold ground not far away.
The two men were lying on their backs, their bodies piled on top of each other.
The person at the top had countless horrific bullet holes of varying sizes, formed from shotgun fire, covering their face and chest.
The bullet holes were densely packed together, a sight that was utterly horrifying and sent chills down my spine.
At this moment, still steaming, bright red blood was flowing continuously from his riddled body.
Soon, the other person lying beneath him was also completely soaked.
The person below had undoubtedly been shot in the face.
Crimson blood gushed out like a burst dam, covering his entire face so completely that his original features were unrecognizable.
His thick, powerful arm was like an iron clamp, tightly and firmly locking the neck of the person above him.
Even as the two fell to the ground, he showed no intention of loosening his grip, maintaining his hold on them.
Although the scene before me was so bloody and mangled that it was unbearable to look at.
But Xiao Jian only glanced at it, relying on his deep understanding of Hu Zi.
From his hairstyle and slightly muscular build, it was immediately clear that the person being pressed down was none other than Tiger!
"Tiger~~!" Xiao Jian let out an extremely shrill scream, and his whole body lunged forward like an arrow released from a bow.
In that instant, his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain almost suffocating him.
Because at this moment he clearly realized that what he feared most and did not want to see most had finally happened mercilessly.
Xiao Jian appeared to be insane, his eyes bloodshot, and his entire body exuded a chilling aura of madness.
He used all his strength to desperately try to drag the figure off Tiger away, so that he could rescue Tiger who was trapped underneath as soon as possible.
However, to his despair, no matter how hard he tried, Tiger's arm remained like an unbreakable iron hoop, tightly gripping the neck of the person above him.
Veins bulged on Xiao Jian's forehead, sweat mixed with blood streamed down his cheeks, he was panting heavily, and his hands were trembling slightly from exertion.
Even so, he still failed to break Tiger free from the other party's grasp.
"What are you all standing there for? Come and help!"
Xiao Jian roared hoarsely, his voice filled not only with endless anxiety and anger, but also with a hint of barely concealed sobs.
The people nearby then realized what was happening and rushed over to help, pulling the lifeless corpse out of Hu Zi's grasp.
Tiger's hand finally fell limply to his sides. In a daze, Xiao Jian seemed to see Tiger open one eye and glance at him. On his bloodied and mangled face, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
At that moment, Xiao Jian could no longer hold back his tears, which streamed down his face.
Tiger's condition was horribly gruesome. His face was torn open, one eye was a bloody hole, and his body was covered in bullet holes, both on his body and legs. No one knew how many shots those bastards had fired at him.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Tiger grabbed someone and shielded him in front of himself. Otherwise, he would probably be riddled with holes by now.
"Tiger Boy".
Xiao Jian cried out and crawled over on all fours, reaching out to pull Hu Zi up and carrying him on his back.
"Go, call a car, call a car!"
He roared as he frantically carried Huzi downstairs.
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