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The small window is not big, and if it were a big man with explosive muscles like Johnson, he would definitely not be able to get through.
Zhang Feng's figure is on the thin side, and he can barely fit in.
Entering the room, it was completely dark without any light. He took out a small palm-sized flashlight from the backpack on his back and turned it on, using the weak light to check the situation around him.
This is a bathroom, with the bathtub in front of you.
Without any hesitation, he walked to the bathroom door, put his ear against the door and listened carefully, but there was no sound. Then he gently opened the door and went out.
At this time, Zhang Feng had turned off the flashlight in his hand, because the moonlight shone in the living room and he could barely see, and at the same time, he also prevented the flashlight's light from disturbing the guards outside.
Look around the corners of the room to prevent prying eyes or surveillance equipment, etc. In short, be careful in everything.
Zhang Feng's target was Ambrose, so he didn't search from room to room. According to the layout of the room, the master bedroom of the house was usually on the sunny side and was the largest room.
The master bedroom is generally not on the bottom floor, nor on the top floor. It is most likely to be on the second floor in the middle.
Stepping gently on the stairs and walking towards the second floor, a sneer appeared on Zhang Feng's lips. Ambrose is known as the godfather of the underground world in Paris. Perhaps he has lived a comfortable life for too long, and there are actually such guards in the house. Commonplace.
After finding the master bedroom, Zhang Feng looked around, and after making sure there was no problem, he gently turned the door handle and found that it was locked from the inside.
With a sneer on his lips, he took out two slender wires from his backpack and inserted them into the keyholes, listening carefully for the sound of plucking.
Just when Zhang Feng was about to pry open the door, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded.
In an instant, the pores on his body seemed to stand up, and his brows were even more tightly knitted together.
"what happened?"
His eyes fell on the keyhole, and before he had time to think, he took out a pistol from his pocket, pointed it at the keyhole and banged it, gathered his strength and kicked the door open, and rushed into the room in an instant.
On the large European-style bed in the room, Ambrose held a pistol in his hand.
The moment Zhang Feng rushed in, a proud smile appeared on his lips.
Zhang Feng's pupils suddenly shrank into the most dangerous needle-like shape, and his back was covered in cold sweat. His hands suddenly rushed to the side with force.
"Beep, beep, beep..." The sharp siren was mixed with the sound of a pistol being fired, and the whizzing bullets passed by Zhang Feng's shoulder.
His body fell to the ground, and he slapped his palms on the ground without hesitation before jumping up and rushing toward Ambrose on the bed.
The proud smile on Ambrose's face also disappeared. He didn't expect that he didn't kill the opponent.
The pistol's magazine was empty, and it hit Zhang Feng who was rushing towards him. At the same time, he got up from the bed and prepared to jump out of the window.
How could Zhang Feng do as he wished and not dodge in the face of the pistol thrown at him? He didn't even care if a bloody gash was made on his forehead by the hard gun butt.
The body flew up and kicked Ambrose in the waist, causing the latter to fall to the ground immediately.
Not showing mercy, Zhang Feng rushed over, picked up the butt of the gun in his hand and hit him hard on the cheek, causing red blood marks to appear immediately.
There was a burst of messy footsteps amidst the still blaring siren, and several guards rushed into the room. Each of them held a weapon in their hands, either a pistol or an automatic rifle, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed at Zhang Feng.
At this moment, Zhang Feng was holding Ambrose with his body in front of him, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of his head.
The corner of his mouth was slightly twitching at this moment. He didn't expect that he would be pecked in the eye by a wild goose all year round.
The keyhole of the door is linked to an alarm system. As long as it is damaged, the switch will be triggered and the alarm will sound.
Zhang Feng licked his lips. This time he was too careless and underestimated the enemy. He originally thought that there were no guards in the room, so he was a little careless, but he didn't expect that Ambrose was playing this trick.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough when he rushed into the room, otherwise he would have turned into a corpse under his gun. Even so, the right arm had two bloody gashes cut by bullets, and the spilled blood stained half of the arm bright red.
"Tell your men to put down their guns and get out!" He said coldly. Now that Ambrose was in his hands as a hostage, he had the capital to ask.
Ambrose shook his head with a sinister look, sneered twice, and said: "I'm not a three-year-old child. If I let my men go out, you kill me and then jump off the ship and run away. I won't do such a loss-making business." You can do it. If you have the guts, kill me and we’ll exchange one life for another.”
Hearing this, the sneer at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth became more intense, and he looked at the guards, all of them with wary expressions and their fingers on the triggers.
I'm afraid that as long as Ambrose gives the order, the other party will shoot. At such a close distance, the power of the automatic rifle was enough for the bullet to penetrate Ambrose and enter his body.
Zhang Feng felt that exchanging lives with Ambrose was not worth it, and he had never thought about killing Ambrose.
He sneered twice and said: "Ambrose, if I really wanted to kill you, I would have shot you just when you were about to jump out of the window and escape. Why wait until now? I came here to have a good time with you. Talk about it.”
Hearing this, Ambrose became more and more disbelieving. Let’s talk? Is there such talk? Breaking in with a gun in the middle of the night
"Do you really think I'm a fool? Even if you killed Carnegie and Dominic, you would be so kind and want to talk to me?"
"Of course. Because you are more valuable alive than dead! If I really wanted to kill you, why didn't I do it just now and had to wait until your guards rushed in? Do you think I would make such a mistake?" Zhang Feng asked again.
Ambrose was a little silent, but as he said, he just had the chance to kill himself but didn't fire.
After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and said to the guard in front of him, "You go out first, and guard at the door and under the window. If you hear gunshots, rush in and shoot without mercy!"
The guards at the door were hesitant, but apparently no one dared to disobey his order and exited the room.
"Now you can put down the gun. I'd like to hear what you have to say to me."
Zhang Feng put down the pistol on the back of his head and said with a sneer: "Mr. Ambrose, please sit down. I've disturbed you uninvited this time. I'm very sorry and please forgive me."
Hearing such extremely hypocritical words, Ambrose sneered twice, turned around and sat on the bed. If his life was not in the other person's hands, he didn't think he would have anything to talk about with him.