In the next few minutes, the Pursuit Team led by Old Seven was ambushed several more tis.
Even though they were on high alert, Ling Mo and his group employed completely different thods for each attack. Besides various physical assaults, there were quite a few psychic power sneak attacks, and the occasional Illusion served as excellent cover, making their success rate astonishingly high. After a few encounters, the group finally suffered their first casualty.
Although these small-scale casualties weren’t serious for the team, they didn’t incite panic but made everyone present a bit anxious. The shadow cast earlier had now turned into pressure, making everyone feel quite irritable.
Clearly, they had left a couple of arrogant ssages, yet their actions were completely different from their words!
Everyone had charged in full of passion and fighting spirit, only to encounter nothing more than harassing tactics!
The problem is, in such a limited space, what effect can these tactics really have?
The futile struggles of the prey only make the hunters feel frustrated, yet it’s impossible to completely ignore them. Overall, their actions inevitably slowed down…
After so contemplation, Old Seven finally decided to change their strategy.
He instructed his n to temporarily guard the entrances of two companies and then began dismantling the reception desk on one side… The dull thuds continuously echoed in the Corridor, while Old Seven coldly watched a pitch-black office.
“If they prefer to hide and refuse to engage head-on, it’s making our people anxious. Are they trying to buy ti? We can afford to wait. If they won’t co out willingly, we’ll find a way to force them out. I want to see who can outlast whom…”
After so thought, Old Seven made this decision…
“Can we really take them all down on just this floor?” Old Zheng had asked a few minutes ago, sowhat puzzled.
Regarding this question, Ling Mo answered, “You’re overthinking it… First of all, it’s too difficult. Secondly, it’s not necessary. However, we still need to show a desperate posture, at least make them think so. This way, their actions will beco more cautious, and they will consider everything more carefully. But in reality, what we really need to do is simply buy ti… The contrast between perception and reality can temporarily confuse their judgnt, which is also a part of the delay.”
“Sounds impressive…” Old Zheng admired.
“We’re just using their psychology… But no matter what, they won’t give up the credit they’ve almost secured. And since we escaped here, it seems to them that we’ve willingly walked into a cage. We’re like cornered beasts-they don’t want to get tangled up with us, nor do they dare to boldly co in to hunt us down. The best strategy is to use their own advantages and take so more complex but seemingly effective asures…”
And only now did Old Zheng finally understand what Ling Mo ant.
When the sound of them chopping wood echoed from outside, Ling Mo, who had been hiding in a small office, stood up excitedly. However, instead of looking at the door, he turned his gaze to the window…
“We’ve stalled for ti, but what do we do next? At so point, we still have to go out,” Old Zheng said anxiously. He wasn’t sure what was happening outside, but from the sound alone, it wasn’t hard to guess. And Ling Mo hiding here with them didn’t seem like there was an escape route either!
“Wait a little longer,” Ling Mo responded calmly.
“Thud, thud…”
Amid the continuous noise, Old Zheng waited in agony for a while… During this ti, not only was Ling Mo indifferent, but even Ye Lian and Li Yalin displayed a fearless expression… They even searched the office with interest and surprisingly found two bottles of high-end red wine…
Who cares about red wine! We’re going to be smoked out soon!
Just as Old Zheng was about to lose his patience, Ling Mo, who had been staring out the window, suddenly stood up.
Accompanied by the excited sound of “ignition” outside, Ling Mo pushed the window open.
He was the first to jump onto the windowsill, then he looked up.
Soon, as if by Sensing, a rope suddenly dropped down.
“Ye Lian, co over,” Ling Mo grabbed the rope and called back.
Old Zheng stared at the rope in surprise, saying, “Is this our way out? But even if we escape to the Rooftop…”
However, while he was speaking, Ye Lian had already climbed up the rope with ease. A few seconds later, Li Yalin also followed her up.
“Tie yourself to it,” Ling Mo glanced at Old Zheng and said.
What surprised Old Zheng, though, was that Ling Mo apparently didn’t need the rope… He simply stepped lightly outward and then began to ascend smoothly.
“Don’t look down,” Ling Mo kindly reminded him as he passed by.
A second later, a distorted and suppressed scream suddenly erupted…
As black smoke began to rise inside the building, Old Seven and his group had already retreated inside the stairwell.
Several of them were pointing guns at the Corridor, their expressions filled with anticipation.
“As long as they don’t want to be burned or suffocated to death, they’ll have to co out eventually. If the floors were lower, they might have jumped, but now they’re stuck here.”
Listening to the Team mbers’ discussion, Old Seven looked up at the Iron Door on the Rooftop for a mont, then withdrew his gaze: “As long as we stay here, even if there are people on the Rooftop, they have to co down. As soon as the door opens, they’re within shooting range, dead either way…”
But just then, a buzzing sound suddenly entered their ears.
At first, it was like the buzzing of a fly, but gradually it grew louder and louder, eventually leaving all mbers in shock.
One of the n looked up in astonishnt, then turned to look through the small window at the stairwell’s turn: “This noise… sounds like an airplane?”
“Could it be a plane? But where would they…” Soone just started to refute when they suddenly said uncertainly, “Wait a minute… In the previous Intelligence, it seed to ntion so air force base…”
“But how did they appear here?” Another person asked in confusion.
Yet, more people already had a vague, ominous premonition…
At this mont, soone suddenly noticed Old Seven’s expression seed to change!
His expression suddenly turned somber, and he clenched his fists tightly: “We’ve been tricked! Let’s go, catch up with them!”
Before the words were out of his mouth, he had already turned around and was wildly sprinting toward the Rooftop.
“Bang!”
After he fiercely kicked the Iron Door, this sowhat rusty and seemingly unstable door didn’t budge at all.
Seeing this, Old Seven’s expression turned even uglier. He stepped aside and shouted, “Shoot! There’s definitely soone holding the door from behind, shoot through both the door and them!”
A minute later, when the Iron Door was nearly riddled with holes, the door finally wobbled.
Before Old Seven could kick the door open, it suddenly slamd forward with a loud crash, flying straight at him.
Caught off guard, Old Seven was hit head-on by the door, stumbling several steps backward. A stream of warm liquid imdiately gushed from his nostrils, and his head spun dizzily.
Ignoring the nosebleed, he hurriedly cursed and pushed the door aside, looking up toward the Rooftop.
Through a ss of obstacles, he instantly saw a scene that almost made him spit blood.
A Helicopter was slowly taking off, and at the still-open Cabin door, a young man was smiling at them.
“Shoot it down!”
Old Seven had just raised his pistol and shouted when a pitch-black gun barrel suddenly extended from inside the Helicopter.
As the muzzle flashed, the “rat-a-tat” of gunfire erupted…
Amidst the gunshots and the roar of the engine, Old Seven, hurriedly taking cover, vaguely heard a voice: “Goodbye then…”
Damn! Who wants to say goodbye to you?!
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