Chapter 233 Leave some for Me, Don’t Put It All in Your Arms!

Chapter 232, Leave some for me, don't put it all in your arms!

"Have you packed everything? Just these few things?"

Lennie looked at the man in front of her who only had a few backpacks. She thought they would take a lot of things with them when they evacuated, but she didn't expect that they would only take these few things.

"Didn't you only give us 10 minutes? We wanted to take more things..."

The guy who was pointed at his head by Leni muttered a few words, and then was persuaded to retreat by Joey with a look.

"We basically have nothing else to do here except intelligence work, so we don't carry too many personal belongings. Except for some equipment that we really can't take away, there are only these things."

Joey's ability to judge the situation is obviously much better than that guy just now, and he is no longer dissatisfied with Leni's attitude at the beginning.

"That's fine, if we really can't take it away, we can blow it all up, so that you CIA people won't come to trouble me later."

Lennie threw a package to Joey, indicating that he should arrange the explosives inside, and blow up this place after everyone evacuated.

I just don't know if it will affect the hotel upstairs. After all, this floor is considered the basement. If the hotel collapses, it will be interesting.

"Okay."

Joey didn't say much nonsense. He handed the backpack in his hand to Sberg beside him, and then went to the intelligence room to bury C4 with the package.

...

On the 18th floor of the hotel, because Skye turned off the hotel's lighting system, the stairwell at this time only had the dim green light emitted by the safety passage sign.

The enemies didn't carry too many lighting equipment, so they could only order a few people with flashlights to go forward and open the way.

The two unlucky guys who were pushed up had to bite the bullet and hold the flashlight to push open the fire door of the elevator room under the threat of their own people below.

It seemed that out of luck, or because the brothers who searched the lower floors did not send any bad news, the two unlucky guys took the lead in stepping into the corridor on the 18th floor of the hotel after bumping their courage.

However, to the surprise of all of them, the situation on this floor was completely different from the lower floors.

Not only were there no bloodstains and bullet holes, but even the carpet was not messy.

The long and narrow corridor was as quiet as the floors below. In the dim environment, music could be vaguely heard from some unknown room.

The two unlucky guys sniffed the air hard. The familiar faint bloody smell was the same as downstairs. The cold air from the air-conditioning outlet made their backs cold and their hearts weak.

After searching for so long, they checked almost all the rooms starting from the fifteenth floor, but they still hadn't seen a single living person.

The two pushed each other a few times, and neither wanted to be the first to go out. They went back and forth for a long time.

But the people behind them didn't want to do it anymore. They raised their feet and kicked the two people's buttocks hard, kicking them into the corridor.

"Ouch!"

The two screamed, and then reacted to the fear of disturbing the enemy hiding here, and hurriedly covered their mouths with one hand and their buttocks with the other hand.

"What the hell are you two doing? You're so slow!"

The man behind cursed and observed, and confirmed that the two guys on the ground were fine, and then he called the other brothers to enter 18 to search.

The two unlucky guys had no words to complain about. On the way here, they saw the situation on the 15th floor. The brothers there were blown up and they were almost sick.

If they were not weak, they would not be the ghosts who explored the room!

The guy who cursed looked at them with disdain, stepped over their bodies, and called the brothers to check every room, and they must not miss any corner.

However, he did not move, just stood in the corridor and watched, waiting for others to tell him the result.

The two unlucky guys were pulled up from the ground, and the task of the ghosts who explored the room was completed. The two guys could hide behind.

There was no light in the corridor, and at this moment, they could only use the limited light source of the flashlight to explore the situation in the room.

A guy took the lead and opened the door closest to everyone. Then he stood at the door and held up a flashlight to take a general look at the situation in the room.

What he saw was a corpse lying on the ground. There was a skylight in the forehead with a gun, and two shots were also shot in the chest. Obviously, there was no need to look at it, it was already dead.

Perhaps because there were many brothers standing behind him, the man at the door did not feel scared by seeing such a miserable scene. Instead, he quickly checked the places where people might hide on the surface, and then stepped to check the corners.

The brothers behind him also understood, and hurriedly followed the people in front of him and raised their guns to help him check all the places where people might hide.

Fortunately, there were no living people in this house. After checking everything, nothing was found. After signing and taking away some valuables from the corpse, they shouted that no one was there and pushed out of the room.

With this group of people as representatives, the others were eager to try, especially when they saw the guy who entered the door secretly put the US dollars in his arms, their faces were immediately full of jealousy.

This place is obviously different from downstairs. The higher the floor, the more valuable things are hidden in the room.

In the past, there was a group of big-name guys to suppress them, so these rabble didn't dare to act recklessly.

Now that these guys who used to act arrogantly are all dead, how can they not take the opportunity to make a fortune?

Of course, it was not easy for them to take the big stuff. Didn't they see someone in the corridor watching them? If anyone dared to hide any valuable treasures, do you think the guy in the corridor would dare to shoot?

The people in the corridor did notice the man's small move of hiding US dollars, but he just turned a blind eye.

They were all his subordinates, so he took them. After today's power reshuffle, he might be able to get a good position and live in this hotel in the future.

If he offended these little guys too much at this time, they would tear him down when he returned.

The boss was dead, so who would be the little leader?

"Be quick! The people below are waiting! Let's go to the next floor after searching this floor!"

After urging these guys, the little leader took out the cigar he picked up downstairs from his arms, lit it with a lighter, and took a puff calmly.

Seeing what their boss meant, many guys who were originally restrained didn't even bother to act for a while. They kicked open the door and rushed into each room, not caring about the bloody scene on the ground at all, and fumbled around the corpses and rooms.

"Fuck! Leave some for me, don't put it all in your arms! There are two more floors upstairs! They are all full, don't think about taking more in the back, give it all to me!"

The little boss took a puff of the cigar, but he had never tried this thing and was not used to it. He was almost choked and speechless for a while.

"Ahem! What the hell is this?"

Uh, the chapter name is wrong, it jumped directly to more than 300 chapters... The title cannot be modified, there is no way, it has been corrected in the next chapter. To be honest, if Orange hadn't noticed something wrong when he created a new chapter, I really didn't realize that 229 was 300.