The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 99 Action (Seventh)

With a flash in Li Changan's eyes, the next floor is the thirteenth floor.

In the West, thirteen is a very unlucky number, which is said to represent death.

Li Changan quickly came to the staircase door on the fourteenth floor, stretched out his hand and squeezed it, and the iron lock was unlocked.

He came out, turned around and locked the door, and then walked up the stairs to the thirteenth floor.

This floor sells women's clothing, and there are plastic models everywhere. Li Changan had a clear grasp of the terrain of the entire floor in two seconds, and then he found a wild denim skirt. The decorations on the skirt, It was a slender silver chain.

Li Changan tore off the silver chain and tried it lightly. It was slender and tough, and could be used instead of steel wire.

Nodding in satisfaction, he came to the corridor on the side of the stairs, observed it, and then jumped up and stuck to the wall.

Xing'er's voice came: "Uncle, they will be on the 13th floor soon, I have already seen you."

Li Chang'an didn't seem nervous at this moment, and asked with a low laugh, "Xing'er, how do you know where Uncle is?"

Xing'er proudly said through the intercom: "I saw the intercom behind your waist, Uncle, it must be you. Apart from you, there are only those bad guys."

Li Changan secretly praised the little girl for being smart, and said in a low voice: "Xing'er, now go aside and close your eyes. Don't look at the display screen, uncle will do a magic trick for you."

The little girl happily agreed: "Uncle, I'm waiting."

Li Changan took a silent breath, and then held his breath. After a few seconds, the staircase door on the thirteenth floor opened slightly, and seven heavily armed killers squatted in front of the door. The action signaled the two to explore the way.

With a sizzling sound, a small smoke bomb was thrown in, and the two killers rushed in diagonally from left to right, covering each other's back.

Then they watched and made a safe gesture to the back.

Seven killers came in, and the leader made a search gesture. Two of them turned to the left, two to the right, and two more searched the bathroom and rest room. Finally, one person remained on guard at the stairs.

Li Chang'an sneered in his heart, it was reasonable for him to stay near the stairs, because he knew the rules of action and the way of doing things of the killer organization Huang Quan very well.

In a team of seven, one person must be guarded at the back door. This is also the habit trained by the instructor who trained the Underworld Killer.

It's a pity that what the Huangquan organization didn't know was that the top instructor who trained them was actually Li Changan's subordinate.

Li Changan paraded against the wall like a gecko, came to the top of the killer who was standing guard at the stairs, and then fell lightly, tightening the silver chain that had been prepared in his hand, locked the killer's neck, and instantly increased his strength , The killer didn't make any sound, only the sound of his neck being pulled off.

After dragging the killer's body outside the door, Li Changan looked down at his equipment, good guy, a Type 95 5.8mm assault rifle, and a Type 92 9mm pistol. This firepower is already terrifying enough.

He quickly put on the guy's full body equipment, but his fingers were flying, and he dismantled all the two guns, not intending to use them.

In the end, Li Changan pushed the mask to the top of his head, and then whispered into the intercom: "Xing'er, it's all right, uncle's magic is finished."

Xing'er's laughter came from the walkie-talkie: "Uncle's magic trick is so beautiful, I have changed my clothes, but uncle, those villains have guns, why don't you?"

Li Changan made a face at the front camera: "Xing'er, uncle can deal with bad guys without a gun. Good Xing'er, report the location of other bad guys now."

Under Xing'er's report, Li Changan had the location of all the killers, but before he could take any action, the walkie-talkie on the anti-riot suit rang, with a strong English accent: "Number seven, number seven, how about the back door?"

(End of this chapter)