The main reason why the two of them had hope of escaping from Xuanhuayuan Hotel was that they had the lead. In the numerous and complex ventilation ducts with exports, no one could determine their location. If they could not find someone, they naturally could not catch them. The sound of sneezing was equivalent to the two of them constantly exposing their location. Even if they did not look for it on their own initiative, they were exposing it on their own initiative.

"Here, here, hurry..."

The sounds outside are getting closer and closer, and the footsteps are getting denser.

It is a dangerous move for them to enter the ventilation duct. If they are not positioned, there is a high probability of escaping. However, once they are positioned, the narrow space is not conducive to any tricks.

"Ah snee..."

Boss Hu has already sucked irritating gas, but it can't be solved by sneezing or two. The physiological reaction is completely uncontrollable by people's heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "There are people here...all are here!"

Hu Lao Er wanted to sneeze, but was held back. This feeling was even more uncomfortable than constipation. He turned his head and looked out through the gap. Sure enough, many people were coming, holding various iron pots in their hands to block their heads.

Tears said, "Try it...Ah snee"

His tears were flowing, not excited or afraid, it was purely caused by spicy food. He wanted to try hard to open his eyes, but his tears flowed more and more.

but…

He still took out the gun fiercely. At this point, the only way is to fight hard. The original situation was not very dangerous during the assassination process, but a handful of chili noodles turned the situation upside down and it was almost impossible to escape.

It can only be...kill out!

Boss Hu was sweating profusely and knew very well that he would not be able to run right now, so he could only fight.

But the word "killer" is explained: assassination activities are carried out for certain interests, causing people to die in a bad life!

A word "dark" is highlighted.

They can shoot from a height of nearly 100 meters, vertically down without changing their colors, and can shoot without any emotion, and even cause trouble in public view, but these are their strengths.

The shortcoming is: you cannot stand on the surface and shoot with people.

"Dry!"

Boss Hu also drew his gun. It was already here. There was no better way except to fight. He held back his tears and crawled forward while sneezing, preparing to go out of the reserved utility room, because there was only one dead end in the pipeline, and he was so sleepy that he might not be able to survive if he jumped down, but he could protect his capital.

"Brother, turn left!"

Hu Lao Er's tears were getting more and more. Compared to the ones that were purely choking before, now it is a bit from the heart. Turning left is a fork in the road, and turning right is a warehouse.

Whoever turns over first is equivalent to whoever jumps off first, and whoever jumps off first may be the target of the gun.

Boss Hu paused, thought for a while and said, "You call me brother, can you still jump first?"

After he finished speaking, he continued to climb forward.

The two brothers had no communication tonight, and they didn’t communicate much in their daily lives. They lived together all day and spoke no more than ten sentences, and were both taciturn.

"Brother..." Hu Laoer said again: "When you were born, you were a few seconds faster than me, and this time I want to be a few seconds faster than you!"

Boss Hu continued to climb forward: "Just because you were born a few seconds faster than you, you have to go back later. We live the same long time, which is fair!"

With just a few conversations, the two became silent again.

Years of career have told them that nothing is meaningless to say before death. No matter whether it is begging or regret, it cannot change a fatal shot.

Slowly climbing forward, Mr. Hu narrowed his eyes into slits, tears slid across his face, gathering together on his chin, falling drop by drop.

Hu Lao Er followed behind him, crawling and tears fell down.

In just over a dozen seconds, I had climbed above the utility room.

Exposed from the ventilation port

The lights shown that there are already many people waiting inside.

"Brother... Let's go first!"

Boss Hu said four words and began to accelerate forward. Although the crawling speed was not as fast as a normal person, this speed would not cause anybody to be in danger, but... being able to leave Hu Lao Er for a distance can give him a few seconds of preparation time.

"elder brother!"

Hu Lao Er said a word, not saying anything more, just watching the figure ahead accelerate.

Boss Hu is still one meter away from the vent, and is about to extend the muzzle out first and kill a few.

However, he was about to move forward.

"Crazy"

Just saw a white ray of coming towards him from the vent, he reacted quickly, subconsciously blocking his eyes, but breathing made him cough violently again, even more than before.

Hu Laoer had to look at it clearly than him, knowing that the entire pipe was filled with white powder.

Subconsciously cover your eyes and hold your breath.

After waiting for a few seconds, I took it down, but I released a white powder still filled the pipe.

“Mixed flour and pepper”

Another sound suddenly came from the pipe. Boss Hu looked forward and saw a mobile phone in the vent, with video mode on, and a person's face reflected on the screen.

It is Shang Yang.

"You two brothers are professional killers. In the entire region and the entire continent, they are among the best people, so it should be very clear that flour is easy to explode when it encounters sparks when it encounters sparks. The explosion is not powerful enough to be fatal, but it will definitely make you two coma, so... don't shoot!"

Boss Hu stared at the phone that was close to him and did not respond.

He was indeed very clear that flour could act as explosives, and he thought that he had used this method to create an injury case that the police had concluded was an accident.

"I'll let my people throw something in for you, so don't shoot!"

Boss Hu frowned when he heard this. He didn't understand what it meant. This was the first time he negotiated with someone because those people had died before they saw him.

Hu Lao Er behind him was also confused. To be honest, he was fooled by others since the start of his operation tonight. He has not seen anyone until now, which has caused him to be very disappointed.

"Crack..."

The ventilation opening directly in front was opened, with only one pair of hands exposed.

Boss Hu still subconsciously raised his strength, but hesitated for a moment and did not open it, because the hitting hand was not enough to be fatal.

"Bang"

"Bang"

Several objects were then thrown in.

Two gas masks, which are regular items in the hotel fire box, and several bottles of mineral water, are available in each room.

Shang Yang said again: "You can clean your eyes, drink a few sips to moisten your throat, and then bring your gas mask on."

"Don't think about whether it's a conspiracy again, because you are not worthy of my conspiracy now, right?"

The first reaction between the two was that they could not touch each other. There are many standards in the killer industry. One of them was like educating children: things given by strangers should not be needed...

But the second half of the sentence left the two speechless. At the moment, there seemed to be no negotiation conditions.

In terms of environment, they can let themselves die without any effort.

But the two of them were still cautious and did not drink water and put on gas masks.

"I'm going to let you go!"

Shang Yang said again: "Because killing you, it will not be of any benefit to me, nor will it mean anything. Instead, it will leave China with two world-renowned killers, which is not worth the loss."

The two men under the mask had a weird expression. They didn't hold their phones or point the screen at themselves.

Of course, I won't respond, just

Listen quietly.

"Clark is my friend and my guest. No matter who you are hired by me, I want to save face. As long as he is still in Yongcheng for one day, you cannot assassinate him. If you agree, I will let you go."

"Of course, I will let you go if you don't agree!"

The two of them were buzzing in their minds, a little confused, and they didn't understand what logic was about Shang Yang.

They are not good at communicating with others, and they only have a few words between brothers, let alone talk to others. There is a fixed pattern of communication in their minds.

"Okay, I'll take this order"

"Who are you...Kang"

Everything is very simple.

Why did he say something like a tongue twister?

"Okay, if you don't speak, I will just assume that I can go downstairs now and go down openly. I promise that I will never be blocked. I wish you a smooth work in the future, goodbye!"

After Shang Yang finished speaking, he hung up the phone and the screen gradually became dark.

Boss Hu tilted his head and stared at the phone. After staring for more than ten seconds, he slowly moved forward and looked out through the vent. Sure enough, there was no one outside, and it was empty...

"There's really no one!"

Hu Lao Er had a headache and couldn't figure it out, so he said simply: "Let's go first!"

Downstairs, lobby.

"Shang, I don't understand very much. What are you doing!"

Clark asked angrily, although he suspected that Shang Yang was going to kill him, he knew that there must be a third party involved and wanted to muddle the water.
To be continued...