Chapter 713
Chapter 713
When people face life and death situations, their explosive power is extremely amazing.
It only took Chen Ping'an a few seconds to run from the safety passage on the third floor to the fifth floor.
There are at least 5 floors above.
Although I could hear the sound behind me, it soon disappeared.
The six bodyguards have completely lost their ability to fight back and move. I don’t ask for more, ten seconds will be enough.
He had been touch and go before.
The bridge of my nose is most likely broken, because I'm bleeding from my nose right now.
There was a "bang" sound from above, followed by hurried footsteps.
Chen Ping'an didn't know whether it was the voice of his own people or the voice of the remaining members of the other side.
But being able to hear this voice is enough to prove that it is definitely not one of us.
He is on the 5th floor, and the sound from the 11th floor cannot be heard at all.
He pulled open the security door on the 5th floor and slipped in, then closed the door gently without making a sound.
There are four safe escape routes in this hotel, and the routes and locations have long been deeply imprinted in his mind.
He knew very well that there were at least four bodyguards at each of the four escape passages on the 11th floor, and getting to the 12th floor was almost impossible.
Especially reaching his suite would only be possible if all the bodyguards were dead.
After he entered the elevator on the 5th floor, he immediately ran to the nearest elevator.
As he ran, he recalled the appearance, clothing and other details of the three foreigners.
He didn't look closely at the time, but when he thought about it now, he remembered that almost everyone of them was wearing headphones.
But in this day and age, at least eight out of ten people on the street are wearing headphones.
This was not enough to attract his and his bodyguards' special attention.
Because of this, he lost two bodyguards as soon as they came into contact.
Thinking of these people's movements and whereabouts, he couldn't help but become more nervous.
This is the gamma close combat technique of the special forces. The most painful, vulnerable joints and fatal points of the body are where they attack.
He took out his cell phone and made a quick call.
Shaoji answered the call almost immediately, "Master, where are you now?"
Chen Pingan said as he ran: "Go to security gate number three and bring weapons down. The other party is a fighting expert, remember to bring a stun gun!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone, turned to security gate number three, pushed the door open and listened carefully, but didn't hear any sound.
He walked into the emergency passage, closed the door, and began to run upstairs. To reduce the noise he made, he stepped on the right angles of the steps with each step.
It can be said that he has been very cautious.
When he ran to the 7th floor, he could already hear the sound of fighting upstairs.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Pingan knew that the other side had people in every safe passage.
He tiptoed to the security door on the 9th floor, opened it and went in.
There were a total of 8 fire hydrants in the corridor. He broke a glass with his elbow, reached in to take out the fire axe inside, and then carried the axe back to the emergency door.
He didn't know that the first floor was now completely closed, security had blocked the hotel entrance, and the police station was on the way.
Nowadays, every police station dispatches officers without carrying tools such as wooden guns, stun guns, and explosion-proof shields when facing violent attacks.
What we need to do now is to kill the killer first no matter what.
As for the Tang family, we can put them aside for now.
The only family in this world that holds such hatred towards him is the Tang family, there is no one else.
But this only applies to those who have grudges against you.
Chen Ping'an's right hand was covered in blood, and he began to walk slowly upwards with the axe in his hand.
10th floor!
He stood below and listened to the movement above.
It was obvious that the combat effectiveness of himself and his bodyguards was still a little inferior to that of these professional killers.
The battle was no longer in the stairwell.
In the corridor on the 11th floor, a fierce battle was taking place.
Chen Ping'an's heart was beating like thunder and sweat was pouring out.
Really.
At this time, his whole body was covered in sweat, and the palms of his hands holding the axe were also sweaty.
The upper half of his originally handsome face was covered with sweat, and the lower half was covered with blood.
His nose was tilted to the right, and his clothes on his chest were covered with traces of nosebleed.
He swallowed, tightened the axe handle in his hand, raised his hand to smear the blood on his face, walked past his bodyguard lying unconscious on the ground, and stepped into the carpeted corridor.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw the 11th floor corridor in chaos.
There were about 6 tall and strong foreigners, fighting with their bodyguards with nimble hands and feet.
Including those in the safe passage, there were at least five or six bodyguards lying on the ground.
Chen Pingan shook his head and walked towards the nearest foreigner who had his back to him. He swung the axe and hit the man's back shoulder without thinking, and then hit the second man.
If he could take care of both of them, the situation would be much better.
The man let out a deafening scream, and then was hit on the head and face by at least seven or eight sticks.
The man with his back to this side was also holding a baton in his other hand, which he had snatched from some bodyguard. When he heard the scream, he turned his head and looked over.
Chen Ping'an swung the axe at his back.
No matter where he is hit, he will temporarily lose his ability to fight.
He swung the baton in his hand and threw it at Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan did not hesitate and took the blow head-on. He did not even adjust the direction of the axe in his hand and hit him on the back.
Unfortunately, this time it was not the back of the axe, but the blade.
Chen Ping'an was hit hard on the head with a stick, and he felt dizzy and his face was covered with blood almost instantly.
The third guy had been hit by more and more batons on various parts of his body. He dropped the weapon in his hand. There was a sound of breaking bones. His ankles, knees, forearms, wrists and palms were hit countless times.
The screams were earth-shattering.
Shaoji and Ah Qi were blocked on the other side and couldn't get through. They had already seen Chen Pingan and even saw him participating in the battle.
I just couldn't see what was on his face.
Chen Pingan pointed in another direction. The four foreigners in the small corridor basically blocked any space for anyone to come through.
"Go, kill them!"
He handed the axe in his hand to a bodyguard, then collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath.
The remaining bodyguards looked at each other and rushed over without saying a word.
The four people with the best skills, Ah Qi, Shaoji, Yuan Long and Yuan Qi, blocked the direction of safety passage No. 4.
The four foreigners waved batons and were not beaten back at all.
The gap between professionals and amateurs is very obvious at this time.
But when an axe hit one of them in the back, the situation immediately changed.
It soon became one-sided.
After the four were knocked down, Ah Qi directly cut the tendons of their hands and feet.
Chen Pingan looked at Shaoji and his men running over with a bloody face, "Kill these guys too!"
After he finished explaining, he helped Chen Pingan up.
"Master, good job, I saw it all!"
Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and waved his hand, saying, "There are three more downstairs. I'm going back to my room. Everyone follow me upstairs."
Seal the security door on the 12th floor and wait for the police to arrive. I estimate they will be here soon."
Ah Qi came over and wiped the sweat from his head, "Master, I'll take you back to your room!"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I was just really scared. Damn it!"
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