Ye Qing, after pinpointing where to strike, stretched out a hand to shield her face and raised the hammer in her hand to shatter the glass swiftly, accurately, and ruthlessly.
The glass shattered to the ground with a cacophony of cracks and snaps.
"Boom!"
A gust of cold wind laden with rain, the stench of dead fish, and rotten shrimp furiously blew into the hallway.
Jiang Yan and Su Dai simultaneously turned and put on the hoods of their windbreakers.
With the glass cleared, Sun Jingtao stepped forward and joined Ye Qing in hammering away at the metal frame with a barrage of loud clangs.
It was only in their apartment complex that the hallway spacing was relatively wide.
In other traditional neighborhoods, one might have needed to knock down part of the wall to make enough space for the rubber raft to get through.
On the other side, Su Dai pulled disposable raincoats, previously bought from Taobao, out of her backpack, and handed two to Jiang Yan:
