The Age of the Wolf Pack Tyrant

"Huh? Why is the elevator on the sixth floor?"

Chen Jun ran to the freight elevator, glanced at the floor display, and his heart jumped.

"It's normal to be on the sixth floor. I took this elevator up to the sixth floor and then back to the fourth floor. Nobody uses the elevator..."

Xing Tian's expression suddenly changed drastically as he spoke, and he swallowed back the words he was about to finish.

His hands moved with the speed of a knee jerk, instantly bringing the rifle to his chest and pointing the muzzle firmly at the elevator door in front of him.

Chen Jun, who was to the left and behind Xing Tian, ​​remained silent, his expression more tense than ever before.

He also held the gun in both hands, pointing it at the elevator door.

The two had just assumed their alert stances when the elevator doors, which had been completely silent, opened automatically to both sides with a soft, scraping sound.

"Someone's coming up in the elevator!!!"

Chen Jun and Xing Tian's expressions tightened. In their panic as novices, they didn't bother to check if anyone was in the elevator and nervously pulled the trigger together.

"Da da da da..."

The AKM and AK47 roared together, and a dense array of holes instantly appeared on the elevator door.

The elevator door was punched with a bunch of holes, but that didn't stop it from opening automatically.

Once the elevator doors were fully open, the horrific scene inside was laid bare before Chen Jun and Xing Tian in every detail.

The elevator was a bloody mess, with splattered red blood and bits of flesh on the walls.

Two bodies of bandits, riddled with bullets and nearly mangled, lay twisted on the ground in bizarre poses.

The heat emanating from the chunks of meat rose slowly, while the blood mist and meat flakes drifted down gently.

The two thugs who came up in the freight elevator never dreamed they would die such a pathetic death, riddled with bullets before they even saw the enemy.

Chen Jun and Xing Tian, ​​who hadn't reacted when the two men were killed, suddenly experienced uncontrollable churning inside their stomachs.

I'm absolutely disgusted!

The body's instinct resisted entering the elevator, but more pursuers were still closing in. In the end, the will to survive overcame the instinct to resist and suppressed it.

Chen Jun hesitated for less than two seconds before frowning and rushing into the elevator.

The first thing they did upon entering was head straight to the right corner and pull down the security camera to prevent the thieves from seeing their location from the monitoring room.

Seeing that Chen Jun had already run inside, Xing Tian felt that it would be unmanly for him to dawdle any longer, so he could only suppress the urge to vomit and run inside as well.

Once inside, he used pressing the elevator floor button as a cover, taking the opportunity to turn around and face the elevator door.

I feel better when I can't see any bloody scenes.

"Clatter~"

As the elevator doors closed again and the elevator began to slowly ascend, the sense of crisis in Chen Jun and Xing Tian's hearts finally eased somewhat.

My mind, which had been taut to the point of breaking, finally had a chance to catch my breath.

Xing Tian originally wanted to run to the twentieth floor or higher, as far away from the six floors below as possible, but the elevator lobby was too enclosed and too small, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger over time.

By the time it reached the tenth level, it seemed to have solidified into a physical form, and was forcefully stuffed into Xing Tian's nostrils, then passed through his throat and went straight to his stomach, churning like a scrambled egg.

Xing Tian, ​​who was about to vomit at the last second, didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Chen Jun.

I quickly pressed the button for the next floor, and the elevator finally stopped on the twelfth floor.

The elevator doors had barely opened to a width of half a person when Xing Tian eagerly squeezed through the crack and stood in the hallway outside, taking a few long, deep breaths.

At this moment.

Xingtian felt the air was sweeter than ever before.

"Hey, I didn't expect Xing Tian to be so good at enduring things. It's a pity he's a little less resilient than me. But if we go up a few more floors, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on either."

Chen Jun, whose stomach was also churning, felt a strange sense of smugness.

Before leaving, I made sure to turn on all the floor lights so that the elevator would go all the way to the top floor before going down, and stop at every floor.

This is a clever trick that can buy a lot of time.

Every elevator has a floor display. The robbers aren't stupid; if the freight elevator is unusually going up, it will definitely attract their attention.

Chen Jun turned on the lights of every elevator and made it stop at each floor, which would mislead the bandits and make them unable to determine which floor Chen Jun and Xing Tian were on.

At the same time, the elevator stops and opens/closes once on each floor, which will waste a lot of time for the remaining dozen or so floors.

A perfect win-win situation!

Xing Tian didn't notice that Chen Jun, this super big guy, actually had such subtle thoughts; he was only thinking about finding a place to hide.

After exiting the elevator, turn right through the fire door, and you'll find yourself in a curved corridor.

The corridor is shaped like an "O" connecting the front and back, with a door every few meters on both sides. The door frames are marked with numbers, clearly indicating that they are hotel rooms.

"This floor should be a hotel. There are so many rooms, it's very easy to hide. Let's find one here to hide in," Xing Tian said.

"I think we should take the stairs and go up two more floors," Chen Jun said, offering a different opinion.

"Why go through all this trouble?" Xing Tian asked, puzzled.

Xing Tian's personality is definitely the same as his brother's; they are both typical military types—straightforward, calm, decisive, and not particularly concerned with micromanagement details.

In the various battles, large and small, fought by the wolf pack in the original story, Xing Tian's combat handling was rather rough.

They mostly relied on brute force and overwhelming the enemy with sheer brute strength, using sheer power to defeat all opponents, which resulted in them constantly sustaining injuries.

Old wounds haven't healed, and new ones have been added.

Despite his height of 2.8 meters and physique stronger than a bear, Chen Jun is exceptionally meticulous and pays close attention to detail when handling matters.

To put it simply:

It has the body of Lü Bu, but the head of Zhuge Liang.

Faced with Xing Tian's doubts, Chen Jun explained, "The elevator starts from the sixth floor and stops at the twelfth floor for the first time. If the bandits were watching the floor display at this time, they would easily guess that we are hiding on the twelfth floor."

When I came out of the stairwell just now, I deliberately pressed the button on all floors from the 13th to the 25th. The elevator stopped on every floor, and I also tore off the security camera.

Now, all we need to do is go up two more floors, and once the bandits reach the twelfth floor and can't find us, their thinking will become confused.

Without knowing which floor we're on, they can't gather a large force to surround and kill us.

If the bandits still haven't given up on us, then they'll have no choice but to spread out and search for us on different floors. In that case, even if we're unlucky enough to be found by them...

We have the ability to fight back against the one or two thugs who came from elsewhere.

After listening to Chen Jun's clear and quick explanation, Xing Tian, ​​who was originally confident that he was stronger than Chen Jun in combat because he had a special forces brother to teach him step by step, was overwhelmed.

The way he looked at Chen Jun.

A complete 180-degree change has occurred.

He gave a heartfelt thumbs-up and said, "You truly are amazing, Brother Jun. With your micro-management skills, even Jiang Guangtou at his peak would have to kowtow to you and become your apprentice."