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"Hurry, hurry up!"
In the stairwell, a middle-aged man carrying a gun walked at the front, vigilantly watching ahead.
Several robbers followed behind, holding onto boxes and taking two hostages with them.
"Please, let us go!"
One of the hostages was so frightened that they started crying.
"Damn it, shut up!"
The middle-aged man, annoyed by the crying, pointed the gun at the hostage's head.
"If you cry again, I'll blow your head off!"
"..."
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the hostage was so scared that they immediately held back their tears.
"Walk faster, the police are going to catch up soon!"
After saying this, the middle-aged man took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Mr. Ono."
"We'll arrive at the rooftop shortly, get ready!"
"Yes!"
The middle-aged man hung up the phone and waved his hand, quickening his pace.
Bang!
A gunshot sounded, and the robber at the back fell backwards and rolled down the stairs.
"Damn it!"
