Armor: I can only summon the general

When Hua He drove Xizhao to Shifang Apartment on his motorcycle, a bunch of people had gathered outside, each carrying picks and baseball bats. Some even carried Guan Dao. This was not the case in a modern city. common.

Before reaching the downstairs of the apartment, several gangsters stopped Hua He's car and told Hua He to get away with arrogance.

Naturally, Hua He wouldn't let him down. He rushed out as soon as he hit the gas pedal, rode his motorcycle directly to the door of the apartment, stopped the car and turned off the engine, and walked in with Xizhao.

The little bosses not far away also noticed the two of them and called their younger brothers to ask.

"Who are those two people? How did you put them in?"

The cockscomb-headed gangster spread out his hands, "I don't know, I don't know them. They didn't listen when I told them to stay away. They rushed past me before I could react. They were riding on bicycles, and we couldn't stop them." ”

The young man with the flat hair from before took out a cigarette and lit it. He looked at the dark but brightly lit Shifang Apartment on the top floor. After spitting out a column of smoke from his mouth, he let the cockscomb head go back.

Immediately afterwards, he took a long and narrow bag from his younger brother's hand, took out a small machete, and pointed the tip forward.

"Brothers, come up here. Do whatever you see. No matter life or death, someone will be responsible if something goes wrong."

As soon as he greeted him, a small group of quick-reacting gangsters behind him immediately rushed out and dove into the apartment. The remaining gangsters also reacted and rushed in after him.

After the group of people entered the apartment, they climbed up the stairs in the dark. The lights on the stairs were lit up, like a computer reading a progress bar.

As the stairwells lit up one floor after another, the light beam gradually approached the top floor, and everything went smoothly.

The few little bosses outside not only did not relax, but tightened their minds even more. Those three vicious species were terrifyingly strong, but the younger brothers did not encounter any obstacles along the way. Why was this?

At this moment, someone noticed something was wrong. The light on the third to last floor had been on for a few minutes. Logically speaking, it would take a while to climb the stairs, but the light on the second to last floor was not on.

If the lights on the next floor haven't been turned on for such a long time, it means that they are probably blocked on that floor. But even if everyone on the other side is out and fighting in the small stairwell, there should be some movement. yes.

However, the reality is that everything is normal upstairs, there are almost no abnormal sounds, and they cannot see the scene inside from the outside, so they have no idea what is going on.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong."

The young man with a flat head muttered something and rushed towards the apartment with his two younger brothers holding knives.

The few young leaders behind originally wanted to follow, but they gave up when they thought of those three vicious men, so they called a group of younger brothers and asked them to follow the crew-cut young man into the apartment.

As soon as the crew-cut young man entered the apartment, he saw the elevator next to him. He just glanced at it before rushing into the stairs and climbing up under the light.

After climbing to the third to last floor, the group still encountered nothing. The crew-cut young man walked out of the stairs, stood in the corridor and looked left and right. He found no trace of any human beings, only the sound of his own breathing.

But he was still worried, so he asked his younger brother to turn on all the lights on this floor and search carefully, while he led people to guard the stairs leading to the next floor to prevent sneak attacks from behind.

Soon, the lights on the entire third to last floor were turned on, and the long-lost light made everyone forget about the terror of their opponents.

A group of gangsters were searching this floor, but they couldn't find anything, so they had to come back and report to the crew-cut young man.

After confirming that there was no one on the third to last floor, the flat-headed young man became even more vigilant. He immediately braced himself and began to lead people to continue exploring upwards cautiously.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs leading to the penultimate floor, he felt a dangerous aura, but he was not intimidated and still led the people up.

Suddenly, just as he turned the corner and walked up the second set of stairs, a smell of blood penetrated his nose. He immediately realized that there must be an ambush above, so he pulled two people from behind and asked them to go up first. .

The two younger brothers climbed up the stairs tremblingly. As soon as they stepped onto the second to last floor, they heard two muffled sounds, and then there was no movement.

The crew-cut young man and a group of gangsters below were in a dilemma as if they had seen a ghost.

Seeing that the mood of the people around him was getting lower and lower, the flat-headed young man was also beating a drum in his heart, but his boss's order was here. If he couldn't deal with these three people tonight, he would have to be dealt with.

Finally, the young man with a flat head plucked up the courage, shouted to embolden himself, and led the crowd upward with a knife, intending to take advantage of the large number of people to win first.

But the result was the same. After a few muffled sounds, the leading young man with a crew cut and a few gangsters around him fell to the ground with a thud, which made them stand out in the stairwell.

The remaining boys were about to run back when they saw two black figures coming out of the corridor and above the stairs. There was another series of muffled sounds, and this group of gangsters was also declared destroyed.

The two black figures confirmed that no one could stand, then threw away the long plastic sticks in their hands, dragged the staggered people in the stairwell into the corridor on this floor and resettled them, then picked up their respective sticks and continued Return to your post and stick to it.

The few bosses below waited for about ten minutes. When they saw that the lights on the penultimate floor still didn't turn on, they knew that the flat-headed young man had fallen into trouble.

"What should we do now? Can we still go up?" asked a bald man.

"Is it okay if I don't go up? If the boss really calls, do you dare to say no? I've sent people to buy flashlights. I'll call everyone in later. Everyone will go up together with flashlights, even if they have big heads. If you are capable, can you still kill us all quietly?"

One of the little bosses spit out the cigarette butts in his mouth, called the boy next to him, and asked him to buy more flashlights.

After a while, a large pack of flashlights was delivered. Several leaders distributed the flashlights downwards and gathered most of the people around. Wuyang Wuyang's number must have been more than a hundred, and they entered in a mighty manner. apartment building.

Soon after, a funny scene occurred. The people at the front of the queue had climbed to the third floor, and the people at the back were still queuing at the door of the apartment.

There is no way, the stairwell is really too crowded, and there are so many people that it is impossible to move, and it is easy to restrain each other. This kind of scene is inevitable.

When the first person climbed up to the sixth floor, and the last person had just climbed up to the second floor, just when everyone was about to continue climbing up, the end of the team suddenly became lively, with shouts of curses and murderous screams. to.

The people walking in the middle were about to go back to support, but the sound of fighting was also heard from the leader.

Both ends were busy, but there was no movement in the middle. They wanted to go to support, but they were blocked in the stairwell, unable to go up or down. They could only stretch their necks and watch.

While they were watching, in the corridor on the third floor, a melancholy young man with a smile walked into the stairwell.

"Don't be idle, let me play with you."

As soon as the words fell, the gangsters felt for themselves what it was like for a tiger to infiltrate a flock of sheep, and for a while they screamed one after another.

At this point, the entire stairwell was turned into a mess, with no place to stop.