The alarm on the floor sounded at this moment, and it seemed that the matter had been exposed. The consultant and accountant were about to face the unfavorable situation of being caught in a jail.

The accountant knelt on one knee, and his right palm was flat on the ground. He said to the consultant: "Give me another three minutes."

The consultant said: "Don't worry, this apostle is under my control. All the surveillance cameras and electronic equipment on this floor are commanded by me, including the electronic doors in this room. If you want to forcibly break through this alloy steel plate, only those with abilities and heavy weapons can do it."

Before he could finish his words, he heard two bangs, and two clay pot-sized fist prints popped up on the door behind him.

The consultant glanced back, took a deep breath, and then buried his head in the keyboard of "Fate" again, while using a very fast speech speed: "You can do it within two minutes!"

At this moment, in addition to the twelve knights responsible for fighting, there was also He Yi, the captain of the knight who was the same as Feng Buer. He just hit the two punches, and he regretted it two seconds after the blow because it hurt so much. But under the gaze of many subordinates, He Yi could only hold on and act calmly. However, he did not continue to use his fists, but instead hit the door with his shoulders.

At this moment, the iron wall of the copper wall became an effective defense to block the members of the Iron and Steel Law. The people beside He Yi could only watch helplessly, waiting for the captain of the Knight to knock the door open. After all, the apostle was still in the computer room, and using heavy weapons to blow the door open, it might be completely destroyed.

The accountant was already sweating profusely. In his opinion, it seemed like a truck was rushing back and forth outside the door, and he might break in and run over him at any time.

The consultant had already done what he wanted to do. When he was about to close his fate, the large screen on the wall suddenly changed unexpectedly. In the picture, a woman with red hair and ponytail appeared. She was wearing the uniform of a high-level member of the Iron Commandment, with a pure white background, a red cross on her left chest, and two red lines were vertically extended (well, the English team uniform was printed with a red cross under the right shoulder from 2005 to 2007. I said it had nothing to do with this set), and there was a bright silver epaulette on her shoulder. She was not wearing a hat, and she was holding a lollipop in her mouth, and she looked similar to the consultant.

She and the consultant noticed each other at the same time and showed similar expressions. Obviously, they didn't expect such a stranger to appear in front of them.

The two of them said in unison: "Who are you..."

The woman immediately said, "Forget it, it's good for anyone you are. Anyway, your machine has been isolated by me. Unfortunately, I didn't let you invade the switchboard as you wish."

The consultant heard the pride in the other party's words and smiled and said, "How do you know I failed? Maybe the apostle system has been completely infected, but you just haven't noticed it yet."

"Hmph...bluff." She saw the "fate" on the operating table, and her expression changed slightly: "What is that?"

The consultant closed his fate, "I had a great chat with you, goodbye." He pulled fate out of the console, and the black connecting substances were torn off like the colloids transformed by the dark water body. At the same time, the large screen also turned black.

The consultant re-divided his fate into three pieces and put it into the accountant's suitcase. When he closed the box, a piece of ground in the middle of the computer room was already shrouded with cracks under the efforts of the accountant.

The door was almost knocked open. The consultant looked at the alloy steel plate that could fly over at any time and said, "From this attitude, we can definitely not beat the person outside the door, fortunately we still have hostages."

"are you sure?"

When the consultant heard these four words, he knew that the matter was going to happen, because this sentence was not said by the accountant, but by Feng Buer himself. The worst thing is that his voice sounded from the consultant's ears.

"I underestimated him... I just focused too much on the competition with that woman, and I relaxed for a moment, and I was actually seized by him." When this thought flashed through the consultant's mind, he had already punched his right back.

Feng Buer rushed to the front in a blink of an eye. The accountant and the consultant reacted almost at the same time. When he looked up, he saw the consultant spewing half of his mouthful of old blood, and his face was knocked to the ground.

Coincidentally, it happened at this moment.

Because the alloy steel plate under his feet was almost broken, the consultant's body hit by the huge force was like a brick hitting downward, breaking through the wall, causing the floor to collapse, and the accountant and his huge suitcase also fell down.

Feng Buer was standing at this moment and was in a tense fighting state. He reacted instinctively, took a small step back, and retreated to the side of the operating table in time. The floor here was not affected and could barely be allowed to stand.

Unexpectedly, at the same time, the door was knocked open, and a thick piece of alloy steel was knocked away by He Yi's roar and went straight towards Feng Buer. The latter had not yet established a firm foothold and could not avoid it, like a piece of lettuce in a sandwich, which was sandwiched between the apostle's machine and the door panel and was hit hard for a while.

The mermen outside rushed in one after another, and the one who rushed in front felt dust flying. Before they could see clearly what was going on, they were pushed and fell into the pit on the floor by the people behind.

He Yi was the last one to come in. Just now, after he broke open the door, he was already panting. He pointed to the door and said a line that the bandit leader often said to his younger brothers: "Go! Go!" Although he is a strong person, he is not good at brute force. The moment he knocked the door open, he felt like he was amnesty. He was really afraid that it would be embarrassing before he opened the door when he was exhausted.

After entering the room, He Yi only saw five or six knights standing scattered beside him, the other half was missing, the house was covered with iron dust, and Bimawen stood in front of the apostle's big screen. At this time, the door panel had been thrown aside by him, but his face covered with bear was swollen.

"You traitor!" He Yi said gasping.

Feng Buer replied: "I was kidnapped by them just now, and I don't have time to explain. One of them has been injured by me. Go and catch them."

He Yi pointed at Feng Buer and said, "Stand and don't move! I'll deal with you when I come back." He said to the two knights beside him, "Look at him." After that, he also jumped into the pit on the ground.

The 13th floor is a shell company under the name of Iron and Steel Rules. There are not many people on this floor. When the ceiling collapses, no one knows what happened.

Anyway, less than five seconds after the collapse, a figure got up from the smoke and dust on the ground, carrying a large box in his left hand and carrying a person in his right hand, running towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

The thirteenth floor of the building is an ordinary office building. The windows outside are just thick glass. The accountant threw the suitcase forward and threw it into a hole. Then he jumped out with the consultant.

The pedestrians on the street were shocked at that time. A large box suddenly flew out from the thirteenth floor of a business building, and then two people rushed out. What is this situation?

The accountant used his free hand to slid the exterior wall glass of the building, slightly slowing down the two of them from falling. His hands seemed to have a magical power, and it could still produce a certain amount of adsorption on such a smooth surface, but even so, it still fell rapidly.

The accountant thought that if he was alone, he would break his legs with his paper-level physical fitness and ability to buffer, but now he was carrying a consultant and would probably get seriously injured. He would welcome the pursuers soon after he landed...

If he can't figure out the account, he doesn't have to call him an accountant. The conclusion is very simple. If you throw away the consultant, you may escape. If you drag this burden, both of you will die.

The accountant has little time to hesitate, so he must make a decision immediately, put aside the consultant, and hold on to the end.

At this moment, a black shadow entered the accountant's sight. The man actually came from the sky. His appearance solved all the problems. At this moment, the accountant did not have to worry about falling to death or pursuing soldiers.

A few seconds ago, when the accountant broke out of the window, the gambling snake also opened its arms and jumped down from the rooftop of the building, and rushed forward like a sharp arrow, catching up with the two people who were about to fall from the sky.

He walked down the exterior wall of the building, and when he passed the ninth floor, he lightly shattered a whole piece of glass of the floor-to-ceiling window with his sleeve sword. At the same time, he threw out a hook claw without looking back. The iron chain connected to the hook claws had straightened up the moment it hooked the edge of the building, because at the other end of the iron chain, the gambling snake had already grabbed the accountant's left arm.

The falling force had not yet completely disappeared. The gambling snake's feet were half-empty and half-real on the exterior wall of the building. With the swing of the iron chain, he dragged the two of them from the second floor to the third floor. Then he used an inch of strength to lift the two of them up in the air, picked up their arms, hooked the accountant's waist, and the other hand trembled slightly. The iron chain on the hook claws contracted on its own and lifted the three of them up. Taking advantage of the rising momentum, the gambling snake threw the accountant and consultant into the ninth floor of the building. All of this was completed in only ten seconds. The gambling snake's skill of flying eaves and walls seemed to be free and easy.

At this time, only a few knights of the Iron and Steel Rumors poked their heads out on the thirteenth floor. They quickly noticed the situation below and turned around and shouted a few words. He Yi quickly walked to the broken window. He was about to jump down without hesitation. Unexpectedly, when his head lowered, he saw a cold light flash. Even though he tried his best to shrink his neck, a layer of skin was peeled off from his forehead to the top of his head. The man in his thirties instantly retreated to his fifty-year-old position.

A black shadow flew up from downstairs and caught He Yi off guard. Judging from his posture, Batman was nothing more than that.

He Yi and the knights retreated several feet in a row, but saw the gambling snake turning over and entering the building lightly and standing in front of them. With a cold expression, indifferent eyes, and blood-drinking sneakers, it seemed that this person would not let them pass easily.

"I almost didn't catch up, but fortunately it was not too late." The gambling snake slaps the collar and slaps it: "I wonder if you can make it convenient for me to let my companions leave."
Chapter completed!