The sound of footsteps gradually faded away. Ye Xingchen listened to the sound of them going downstairs and then tiptoed down from the window.
It was probably impossible to take the snowmobile again. The noise was too loud. He was afraid that if he turned the accelerator, they would all rush out and shoot at him. Ye Xingchen stood under the window and hesitated for ten seconds before he resolutely took out his snowboard.
The ski pole was stuck in the snow. He had only slid 20 to 30 meters before he was discovered.
He had thought that they had all gone to the first floor, but he did not expect them to be cautious and left three people to search the rooms on the second floor.
One of the lackeys was looking for something in the room next door. When he looked up, he saw Ye Xingchen on a snowboard outside.
"Big brother! Big brother! Hurry up! That kid had shown up! He wants to run!"
