Paulian Hotel, Santa Paula.
In the underground parking lot, Xiao Zhao's face was gloomy. He listened to the report in the headset and immediately asked: "Do you two still have the ability to fight?"
"Great job!" the baseball guy immediately replied, "We are on this level."
"Huo Dongsheng must be shocked." Xiao Zhao frowned and shouted in the public channel: "Everyone, take action in advance, kill Huo Dongsheng immediately!"
To be honest, Xiao Zhao was feeling a little devastated at the moment. They had made a very careful plan before taking action, but they still ran into another group of people along the way.
However, Xiao Zhao also knew that the probability of such things happening in Saint Paul City was not low. This place was also a small Gotham. Before the Epoch, various kidnappings, shootings, and drug trafficking often occurred. The rampant South American mafia did not take the government seriously at all. During special periods, they would even announce that they would take over the night order in the city.
…
Two teams of gunmen walked out of the corridor on the tenth floor. They quickly put on masks, opened their coats, took out Remingtons from them, and quickly moved towards the private room where Huo Dongsheng was.
At this time in the private room, Huo Dongsheng and others also heard the gunshots outside, and immediately burned the documents brought by Zhao Yan.
"Protect the president!" Huang Peishan shouted, and the four bodyguards immediately took action, pulling out pistols from their arms, standing in front of Huo Dongsheng, and pointing the muzzles of their guns at the door of the private room.
"Why were there gunshots?" Zhao Yan was the most nervous. He stood up and even asked Huo Dongsheng in a questioning tone.
"I don't know either." Huo Dongsheng's face changed slightly. He himself was a little confused about the situation.
"What's going on downstairs? Hello? Hello?!" A bodyguard yelled into the intercom, but no one answered after waiting for a long time. There was no doubt that the bodyguard downstairs must have been killed.
The silence downstairs made the people in the room even more nervous. Huo Dongsheng's forehead was slightly sweaty, and he began to regret his decision. He should have brought a few more bodyguards with him.
"Bang!"
Suddenly a gunshot was heard outside, and the lock of the private room's door was broken by the gun.
Almost subconsciously, Huo Dongsheng leaned back and fell on his butt.
"President!" Huang Peishan immediately rushed forward and used his body to block Huo Dongsheng. Dong Ke and Liu Tao also reacted quickly and immediately stood up and ran behind the sofa to hide. Zhao Yan and his secretary reacted quickly and rushed to the bathroom and hid inside.
Huo Dongsheng didn't want too many people to know about this secret talk, so he brought relatively few security personnel with him.
Inside the room, four bodyguards launched a counterattack. They hid in the indoor shelter and fired fiercely outside.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The bullets left a row of eye-catching marks on the door panel.
Suddenly there was no movement outside, but the people in the room were still nervous. The four bodyguards overturned the table and hid behind it, holding their guns tightly and staring at the door.
Taking advantage of this time, Huang Peishan helped Huo Dongsheng up: "Quick, hide first!"
Huo Dongsheng stood up awkwardly and ran into the bedroom with Huang Peishan.
After entering the house, Huang Peishan glanced around and saw a large inspection passage outside the window. He immediately shouted, "President, open the window and climb out!"
Huo Dongsheng no longer cared about his face at this moment. He rushed to the window in a panic, turned the switch with all his strength, and climbed onto the windowsill.
Huang Peishan turned his head to look outside and yelled, "Stop them! Stop them!"
…
At the VIP elevator door, two young men in baseball uniforms rushed out with Remingtons and quickly rushed to the room where Huo Dongsheng was.
Six floors.
A dozen black men in suits were banging on the VIP elevator. They were in the box preparing to trade with the "general" and rushed out when they heard the gunshots.
After tapping for a while, the display board above the VIP elevator finally indicated that the elevator was descending.
Ten seconds later.
“Ding Dong!”
The elevator door slowly opened, and a pungent smell of blood wafted in. A dozen people looked in shock at their three companions lying in a pool of blood, with dull expressions.
Their upper bodies were shattered by the Remington, and the blurred body parts were soaked in blood. The scene was extremely horrifying.
The leader was stunned for two seconds, then instinctively glanced upstairs, then slowly took out his gun and said in a hoarse voice: "Damn it, this is a declaration of war!"
“Crash!”
The people behind all took out their weapons and walked into the elevator with the big brother who was leading the team.
…
Inside the bedroom of a guest room on the 10th floor.
As soon as the window was opened, the cold wind from outside rushed into the room. Huo Dongsheng squatted on the windowsill and tentatively glanced down. He saw that the maintenance platform was only about one meter wide, and there was nothing outside. If he stepped on empty air and fell down, his eggs would be broken into eight pieces.
"Let's go, let's go, President!" Huang Peishan urged from behind.
Huo Dongsheng swallowed his saliva, took a step forward and jumped into the narrow maintenance passage.
Immediately afterwards, Huang Peishan also rushed out, and the two of them pressed close to the wall and began to move to the left side of the stairs.
After walking less than twenty meters and turning a corner, they saw the hotel building.
There is no road ahead!
Sometimes people really have to believe in fate. During World War II before the Christian era, a certain president suffered hundreds of assassination attempts, but he survived in the end.
And Huo Dongsheng was undoubtedly very lucky tonight. The action team encountered another group of people, which gave him enough time to escape, so he was absolutely unwilling to be trapped here.
Huo Dongsheng looked back at Lao Huang, pointed at the glass on the wall and shouted, "I'm holding you, you find a way to break it, hurry up!"
Huang Peishan cursed in his heart: "What a draft, it's only a one-meter wide maintenance passage, if you can do it, go ahead!"
The two looked at each other. Huang Peishan gritted his teeth, hardened his courage, and, pulled by Huo Dongsheng, slammed into the window glass of a guest room.
…
The gunfight scene in the guest room.
Members of the Xiaozhao Action Team rushed in. They were stuck in the short corridor at the door. Wearing bulletproof vests, they used the lethality of shotguns to suppress the security members inside the room.
“Tramp!”
At this moment, the guy in the baseball jersey who entered last suddenly heard footsteps in the bathroom on the left. He was startled for a moment and raised the Remington spray gun without hesitation.
"throat!"
“Hmph…!”
A dull gunshot rang out, and the solid wooden bathroom door was shattered as if it were made of paper.
Inside, the bathroom, which was made of all tempered glass, was shattered, the toilet was smashed into pieces, and the wall was blasted into pieces...
After firing four shots in a row, the guy in the baseball shirt pushed open the door, walked in slowly with a gun, and saw two bodies on the ground that had been blown to pieces...
The unlucky Zhao Yan and his secretary had nowhere to hide in the bathroom and were directly fucked to death in an extremely unpleasant way.
at the same time.
Suddenly, gunshots rang out in the corridor, and a group of black people rushed out of the elevator and stairwell.
"It's over, Brother Zhao, the third group is coming in!"
"Have you found Huo Dongsheng?"
"Those bodyguards risked their lives to protect him. We haven't even rushed into the bedroom yet..."