The Age of the Wolf Pack Tyrant

The walkie-talkie mentioned them again, and Chen Jun and Xing Tian couldn't help but listen intently.

"Those two lads are acting strangely, something's not right. Don't send any more men. I'll go check it out myself. You all must keep a close watch on the area below; someone has already infiltrated."

After those words came through the walkie-talkie, there was silence again, and Chen Jun and Xing Tian couldn't help but quicken their pace.

The eldest brother personally took charge.

Then we had to speed up our escape, passing through the sixteenth floor and heading straight for the seventeenth floor.

Just as the two were about seven or eight steps away from the seventeenth floor, their heads were already above Chen Jun and Xing Tian in the stairwell on the seventeenth floor. Through the fire door, they could see several figures quickly passing by in the corridor outside.

Based on the previous conversation over the walkie-talkie, the identities of this group of people are becoming increasingly clear.

They were going to find Chen Jun and Xing Tian, ​​the bandit leaders!

"What luck! I just randomly walked upstairs and ended up on the floor of the gang leader. I almost had a romantic encounter with him around the corner."

Chen Jun and Xing Tian looked at each other, realizing they had encountered far too many coincidences along the way.

I regret buying the lottery ticket and I'll add one more.

The seventeenth floor was the location of the gang leader, so Chen Jun and Xing Tian dared not enter rashly. Based on the principle that the most dangerous place is the safest, they simply hid in the stairwell.

First, Chen Jun held a gun and locked onto the fire door, ready to be alert if anyone came in from outside the corridor.

Xing Tian then opened the first-aid kit that Liu Li had just given him and began treating Chen Jun's wounds. He didn't care how skilled he was; he just wanted to stop the bleeding.

Now, they are separated from the enemy's headquarters by only a wall, and a battle could break out at any time.

Just as Xing Tian finished treating Chen Jun's wounds, the group of people who had just left returned, cursing as they walked by, speaking fluent English.

"Hey Yang, both snipers are dead. One was shot through the head, and the other had his neck snapped at close range. The latter was very skilled; he definitely didn't do it to the two kids. It must have been the Jingcha who sneaked in."

"Butcher, Buck, you have to help me find those two bastards now. I want them dead. And kill all those Gonca who sneaked in too."

When the first sound appeared, the person was still in the hallway; the second sound was from another person who had already entered the room.

The sound was still clearly audible even though it wasn't far from the stairs.

"Butcher? Buck? Sounds European. The gang leader surnamed Lin just talks about killing them all. Are these two guys really that capable?"

Chen Jun frowned and looked at Xing Tian, ​​noticing that Xing Tian's expression was similar.

The conversation continued in the room, and the two continued to eavesdrop.

"Yang, we are only responsible for your safety. You did not inform us in advance that you are at odds with the government of the Great Eastern Kingdom. The reason we did not leave immediately is because of our old friendship. So we do not want to meddle in your affairs."

A deep, resonant voice came through, speaking fluent English; it was clearly a foreigner.

"Hehehe, I'm quite interested in those two kids, especially the big guy. He's not human in height and weight, and he's even stronger than Big Bear. I'm really looking forward to his duel with Big Bear."

The speaker's voice was sinister, giving off a chill, especially the eerie villainous laughter, which sent shivers down one's spine.

"Fine, fine, you're playing this game with me? I'll remember this. If you won't help me, I'll find it myself."

No sooner had the man surnamed Yang finished speaking than the door slammed shut.

"Let's go, keep going."

Hearing that the man surnamed Yang still wouldn't let go, Chen Jun worried that he would bring people into the stairwell. Fortunately, his wound had been treated, so he decisively continued climbing upwards.

The higher the floor, the safer it is; Xing Tian also agrees with this statement.

So he followed them.

They trudged up the stairs, not knowing how many floors they had climbed.

It wasn't until they saw a locked iron gate that the two realized they had reached the top floor. Once they passed through the gate, they would be on the rooftop.

The door is locked, and I can't get in. Forcibly breaking the lock would be too loud and might attract other people.

Chen Jun and Xing Tian decisively retreated and returned to the stairwell on the 21st floor. They passed through the fire door in the middle and entered the 21st floor area.

This floor is the building's equipment room, filled with pipes of various sizes.

There are air conditioning ducts, ventilation ducts, smoke exhaust ducts, and water pipes, etc.

"I checked, the elevator can't take us up to this floor, and the only entrance and exit is the stairwell. As long as we hold this position, we can have a clear view of the stairwell. We can hide behind the pipes and shoot. We should be able to hold off a thousand men."

Chen Jun retreated to about four meters from the main entrance of the fire door and hid behind a ventilation duct that was as thick as a person's embrace.

"Good idea, you go left, I'll go right."

Xing Tian had already mentally acknowledged Chen Jun as his strategist and had no doubts about Chen Jun's arrangements. He took his gun, walked to the right, and hid behind a row of various pipes.

"Brother Jun, how many bullets do you have left?"

Upon hearing Xing Tian's question, Chen Jun patted his gun and said somewhat awkwardly, "This is the only part left on the gun. Before, I was so afraid of not being able to kill them that I couldn't stop the gun."

This is a common mistake made by battlefield novices: they are afraid of not being able to kill the enemy, and they will not let go until all their bullets are used up.

"I only have one rifle magazine left, but I have two magazines left for my pistol and one more crossbow bolt. I might as well give you both the rifle."

As Xing Tian spoke, he took the rifle down and threw it towards Chen Jun's position from a distance.

Chen Jun caught the rifle that was thrown to him and hung it around his neck without saying a word.

In this life-or-death situation, the wisest choice is to allocate ammunition rationally and cooperate with others; selfishness will only lead to destruction.

Not long after the two took their positions, footsteps came from the stairwell outside the door.

Chen Jun and Xing Tian immediately became alert and looked over.

It was already past 7 p.m., and the sky was basically dark, but because the 21st floor was high enough, there was still a little bit of the afterglow of the setting sun.

Using the last rays of sunlight filtering into the stairwell, one could see a young man, about 1.6 meters tall, wearing a suit and glasses, carrying a bag, jogging up from the twentieth floor.

Chen Jun and Xing Tian both pointed their guns at the fire door, ready to send him to his death if he dared to approach.

The interior of the twenty-first floor was already dimly lit, and it was impossible to see inside from the stairwell. The short man did not notice anything unusual, or perhaps his attention was not on it.

He didn't stop in the stairwell on the 21st floor, heading straight for the rooftop.

Soon, the sound of a lock being opened came from above.

"Damn, the bandits had their eyes on the rooftop for a while. Luckily, the stairs only go up to the twentieth floor, so we had to take the stairs for the rest, otherwise we would have been doomed." Chen Jun secretly rejoiced.

Xing Tian also breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt things should be stable from now on, and he could just wait patiently for his uncles to make their move.

But a few minutes later...

The young man in the suit who had just gone upstairs reappeared in the stairwell.