"How are we supposed to break this?"
"Try using the steel pipes."
Faced with Wang Jinkang’s question, Gu Ji pointed to the steel pipes in his and Pan Xinli’s hands.
Temporarily tending to their wounds, he and Ding Le stripped the remaining clothes and shoes from the guards and bodies that had fallen from above, also retrieving another steel pipe from the rubble.
Wang Jinkang hesitated slightly, but seeing Pan Xinli approaching with her steel pipe, he had no choice but to follow suit.
Gu Ji found a gap in the deford door fra and said, "Pry here. Just make sure your force is stable and continuous; be careful not to apply sudden force!"
With that, Pan Xinli slid the steel pipe into the narrow opening as directed.
As soon as the two applied force, crack... crack...
The walls started to creak.
"Stop!"
Gu Ji quickly shouted, realizing the walls of the Jinyuan Building were far more fragile than he had imagined, "Don’t pry any further; it could trigger a secondary collapse!"
"Then how are we supposed to get out?"
Ding Le looked puzzled.
Unexpectedly, Gu Ji simply looked up, and following his gaze, everyone saw the massive crack opening in the ceiling.
He imdiately moved to the operating room, pushing a steel surgical table beneath the crack.
"This is a good idea!"
Wang Jinkang’s face lit up with joy, quickly replaced by panic as the cries for help of enforcers upstairs continued to echo.
Gu Ji understood their concern, "Don’t worry, I’ll go first."
He stepped onto the operating table. At about six feet tall, "Wa Xueming" easily reached the ceiling, pulling out his phone to use its flashlight, and tiptoed.
With the help of the light, Gu Ji could see a room identical to the one they were in.
Only these people were worse off. The walls had completely collapsed, with two crushed to death by cent bricks, and another pinned under half a wall. However, unlike Hui and his n, they were in black uniforms.
Feeling the flashlight beam, the enforcer pinned by his leg raised his voice:
"Who... who are you? Where’s Hui?"
Ignoring his calls, Gu Ji clamped the phone in his mouth, gripped a surgical knife, and secured himself on a steel beam before leaping up, grabbing the floor of the level above with his arms.
"Why won’t you talk? Where is Hui and his n? You bastard, stay away... Soone help! A sow has escaped!"
The enforcer continued to shout.
Just as Gu Ji pulled himself into the upper level, quiet footsteps were heard in the hallway. A dark figure stumbled in, also in a black uniform, clutching a bleeding head and holding a black stick.
"Li! Co help !"
Li quickly locked on to Gu Ji, who had just climbed into the room.
"You pig! Get your ass on the ground for !"
Recognizing Gu Ji, Li cursed as he charged with the black stick.
Courting death!
Gu Ji spat out the phone, slapped the ground to stand up, sidestepping to the left to narrowly avoid the swinging stick. At the sa ti, he twisted his waist, using his shoulder to drive his arm, swiping the surgical knife like a boxing hook toward Li’s chin.
Swish!
The blade shot into Li’s neck, blood imdiately spurting out, but the surgical knife was too short for it to pierce through the carotid artery as it had with Hui.
Li clutched his wound.
"Damn it! How dare you fight back! I’ll kill you!"
He glared with bloodshot eyes, swinging the stick again, but Gu Ji reacted swiftly, blocking with his elbow, weaving like a serpent, his right hand stabbing with the surgical knife into Li’s neck again and again—thrust! thrust! thrust!
Three consecutive stabs.
Li’s neck was soon shredded, unable to hold back the blood pouring from between his fingers, staring directly at Gu Ji.
In the beam of the phone flashlight, shadows cast above his eyes, hiding a nacing, predatory gaze beneath.
For a final strike, Gu Ji plunged the knife deep into Li’s neck, twisting his wrist to ensure he was fully incapacitated, sending him collapsing into the debris.
"They... They’ve killed soone! This sow dared to kill a supervisor at Jinyuan Building!"
The black-clad enforcer shouted with all his might, but the next second, Gu Ji, eyes red, walked over with the surgical knife, stabbing repeatedly into the enforcer’s neck.
The room finally settled into silence.
Pulling out the surgical knife, wiping the blood off on the dark uniform of the body, Gu Ji returned to the edge of the crack, looking down at the terrified faces of Ding Le and the others, "It’s safe, co on up."
No one dared move until Pan Xinli was the first to leap onto the surgical table.
Seeing her crazed expression, Gu Ji extended his hand, pulling her up forcefully. The others exchanged looks, seeming to understand that staying here was a death sentence, each slipping into the upper level one by one.
Ding Le glanced at the two bodies on the ground, taking steps back, still unable to process that within re minutes, this ordinary-looking man had taken two more lives.
"Mr. Wa, you are really impressive..."
"They were trying to kill ; I had no choice but to fight back."
Gu Ji’s words offered so small comfort to the group, but it was also the harsh truth. In this building, playing the role of the defector Wa Xueming, if you didn’t resist, you would be "eaten alive" by the evil of the Jinyuan Group!
He approached the enforcer’s body, ready to search for anything of value.
From the earlier conversation and the uniforms on the bodies, it seed the Jinyuan Group’s enforcers were of two kinds: one type like Dahai and Hui were desperadoes, while another like Li wore "supervisor" uniforms.
Supervisors were in charge of violent punishnt, while desperadoes handled the aftermath.
From the perspective of brutality, there was no substantial difference between the two. The scars on the defectors’ bodies were even more severe than their own injuries.
Gu Ji only switched to a pair of leather boots, "Let’s go!"
He led them through the collapsed walls into the corridor stairwell. The stairs were also twisted and broken from the tremor, with rubble piled up, with a passage barely large enough for two to go through bare to see ahead, but behind it was a large space for movent.
When Ding Le and the others assud he would head upward.
Instead, unexpectedly, Gu Ji chose to go down.
"We don’t know what’s waiting above; we need to find water and food first."
With this explanation, everyone quickly understood.
Yang Dong looked at him strangely, while the others began to consider Gu Ji their backbone.
Indeed.
In the face of situations like nearly having one’s organs harvested and a skyscraper collapsing, a normal person’s mind would already be in chaos and panic, but Gu Ji maintained such a composed and clear head that people found it hard not to follow his lead.
Returning to the second underground level.
Cold, damp.
Gu Ji shone his phone’s flashlight, walking along the hallway, passing the locked dark rooms, and soon encountered a large area of light ahead.
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