"Let's go quickly. They will report the situation after a while. We don't have much time." Zhang Fan said to Ji Qianming without even looking at the two of them.
Ji Qianming thought for a moment, then took out the walkie-talkie from a thug's waist with his mouth and put it under his arm.
The two of them hunched over and moved along the wall toward the outside of the house.
Outside the storage room is a long corridor, with closed metal doors on both sides of the corridor, similar to the appearance of this storage room. Except for the two fallen thugs, no one else is guarding the entire corridor.
"How far away does your ability need to be to activate?" Zhang Fan squinted his eyes and observed in a low voice.
Ji Qianming pondered for two seconds and said, "About ten meters."
He had never tested the extent of his abilities. He only remembered that when he was renting a house, he scared Li Tao. The distance from the mirror on the sink was only about ten meters. In this case, it was better to be conservative.
Zhang Fan nodded, and the two of them walked gently toward one end of the passage.
Ahead is a large office area, with desks neatly displayed in it. At this moment, there are no company employees. There are only five gun-wielding thugs standing in different directions, slowly looking around.
Ji Qianming's eyes lit up. He discovered that the partition between the manager's office and the general office area was made of glass with good reflective effects, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in the manager's office were the outer glass surface of the building.
Ji Qianming touched Zhang Fan and motioned him to look in the direction of the manager's office with his eyes. Zhang Fan frowned slightly, thoughtfully.
Now that we know the target location, how do we get past the five thugs in front of us?
"I'll be the bait. You seize the opportunity to go around. We are Shangxie's experimental subjects. They won't do anything to me." Zhang Fan thought for a long time and said softly.
Ji Qianming shook his head, and the corridor receded while he was walking back and forth. Zhang Fan saw that Ji Qianming started to walk back, suppressing the doubts in his heart, and followed him.
Ji Qianming walked to a narrow wooden door and stopped. He stretched out the metal block in his hand and pressed the door handle fiercely.
squeak.
There was just a soft sound, and the small wooden door opened slightly, and an indescribable smell hit the face. This was a narrow space with mops, brooms, toilet scrapers, and other cleaning utensils scattered in it.
Is this a cleaning room?
Zhang Fan was stunned, what are you doing here? Hiding? Once the thugs find out that they have escaped, they will definitely send people to search everywhere. They can't hide in such a conspicuous place.
He was about to say something, but Ji Qianming pulled him and hid in, speaking in a low voice.
"Boss, I will use this walkie-talkie to report the news of our escape later and ask all the thugs on this floor to search in the opposite direction. Then we only need to wait here for them to leave, and we will be able to approach the manager's office."
Zhang Fan's eyes lit up and he nodded. He had to admit that Ji Qianming had more clever ideas than him.
Ji Qianming cleared his throat, pressed the intercom button with the metal block in his hand, and whispered: "The two teenagers on the 50th floor are escaping! Repeat! The two teenagers on the 50th floor have escaped! They are escaping to the north. The stairs move, and all brothers on the 50th floor come to support immediately!"
"Copy that! Coming right away!"
Ji Qianming felt happy and smiled triumphantly.
"Eh? That's not right. When did you become a man on the 8th?" At this moment, a confused voice came from the intercom.
Ji Qianming: "..."
Zhang Fan: "..."
They suddenly thought that one of the thugs had never said a word from beginning to end, and each of them was armed from head to toe. Not even a hair could be seen. How could the gods have thought that she was actually a woman?
"No, No. 8 and No. 9 have been killed! Everyone on the 50th floor is on alert! Start a carpet search immediately and be sure to find these two!"
A man with a deep voice on the other end of the intercom quickly issued an order, followed by a series of receipts.
At this moment, Ji Qianming could faintly hear someone running in their direction, and he suddenly panicked.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed on the wooden door in front of him, his muscles tensed, and he quickly entered a state of preparation for war.
"Let's take a step and see."
Ji Qianming swallowed. The other party had a submachine gun. Hey, if he gets hit by a bunch of people, he will be dead!
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Zhang Fan's body arched slightly and his ears moved slightly, like a hunter waiting for the opportunity to move, waiting for the prey to come.
It's now!
Suddenly, a ball of light burst out from his eyes, and he slammed hard towards the wooden door.
boom!
The wooden door was suddenly knocked open. A gun-wielding thug had just run through the wooden door and turned around when he heard the sound.
Before the wooden door landed, Zhang Fan didn't even look at him. As if he had anticipated his position, he twisted his whole body like lightning, and the metal block crossed an arc and hit him hard in the face!
A scream was heard, and the thug's mask was shattered by a blow, embedded in his face, and he fell down in a bloody mess.
Ji Qianming was dumbfounded on the sidelines. Isn't this too fierce? Even if the boss loses his abilities, he is still terrifyingly strong!
"Hurry up!" Zhang Fan shouted when he saw Ji Qianming walking away.
Ji Qianming reacted and ran towards the office area.
At this moment, there was only one thug left in the office area. He was stunned when he saw the two people running wildly, then he suddenly raised his gun and pulled the trigger.
Thug, tug, tug, tug!
The flames of the submachine gun spewed out quickly, and bullets flew toward Ji Qianming and Zhang Fan at high speed. The two of them pounced on the ground at the same time and rolled under the dense desks.
"Go quickly! Leave him to me!" Zhang Fan shouted, and then he waved the metal block in his hand upwards, and a series of bullets hit the metal block, making a harsh sound.
Zhang Fan quickly shuttled under the desk and looked at the metal block in his hand. There was not even a bullet mark. He didn't know what material it was made of, but it was so hard!
When Ji Qianming heard Zhang Fan's shout, he gritted his teeth, stood up slightly, and ran towards the door of the manager's office.
The glass room in front of him was getting closer and closer. At this moment, the thugs who were entangled with Zhang Fan seemed to notice him and suddenly turned around and fired in his direction.
"Get down!"
Zhang Fan's voice reached Ji Qianming's ears, and he lay down as fast as lightning without thinking. A string of bullets flew past his scalp, causing him to break into a cold sweat.
The thug was about to continue shooting when Zhang Fan jumped up from under his desk, kicked his feet hard on the table, and jumped straight toward the thug.
The thug who was aiming was knocked to the ground by this, and the two immediately started fighting. Zhang Fan sat on top of him, swung the metal block in his hand, and hammered hard, beating him to pieces.
At this moment, Ji Qianming finally ran into the glass house!