Chapter 196: Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
Fortunately, the hotel Zhang Hao stayed in was not far from the Petersburg Hotel, otherwise they would have been cold by the time they got there...
As the butcher was driving, the St. Petersburg Hotel came into view, and a notification sound came from his cell phone indicating that the elevator had arrived at the lobby on the first floor.
Then there was the sound of the elevator door opening.
On the other end of the phone, after the elevator door opened, there was no sound of fighting, only the noisy voices in the lobby of the Petersburg Hotel.
The butcher asked, "How is it? Has the other party come down?"
The subordinate walked out of the elevator, looked around, and replied: "It seems nothing unusual."
The butcher ordered: "Evacuate immediately!"
Next, the sound of men running was heard from the phone, and it seemed that they were running towards the hotel entrance.
Suddenly, a playful voice came out slowly.
"Where do you want to go? We've been waiting for a long time. Is the elevator always so slow?"
Then there was the sound of fighting, followed by a thud from the phone, as if it had fallen to the ground, and the call was interrupted!
The butcher threw down his cell phone, grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, and rushed towards the nearby St. Petersburg Hotel.
Inside the Petersburg Hotel.
A man in black robe slowly emerged from the stairs.
Seeing this, the butcher's men decided not to try to show off their strength and rushed directly to the door without getting entangled with the other party.
The man in black robe did not give them this opportunity.
The cigarette butt in his hand bounced towards the person who was rushing in the front, and then he flashed and rushed over.
With a loud bang, the flesh collided violently, and the butcher's men were knocked flying, crushing the coffee table in the hotel lobby into pieces.
The man in black robe jumped high again and stepped on the man's chest. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and his body went limp and died.
In a flash, the remaining four men in black robes surrounded the butcher's five men, with mocking expressions on their faces.
The guests in the hotel were also frightened by the sudden violent scene and retreated to the side, but no one dared to rush out the door.
Because a man covered in a black robe was standing at the gate, and on his shiny black leather shoes was blood spurted from the man who had just died.
The hotel's security personnel retreated to the front desk, trembling next to the receptionist, and no one dared to come forward.
"Run, where do you want to run to?"
The subordinate was horrified and asked, "How did you get down here? I clearly destroyed the elevator!"
The man in black robe sneered and said, "Do you believe me when I say I came down the stairs?"
The subordinate's face turned extremely ugly, and he murmured, "How is it possible? This is the 56th floor, how can it be faster than taking the elevator?"
Then he shouted, "Even so, can you be faster than the gun in my hand?"
After saying that, he raised his pistol and pointed it at the man in black robe.
The moment the people in the hall saw the pistol, they immediately became agitated. Bullets don't have eyes, who knows if they will penetrate into their bodies? And they don't know where these two groups of people came from, and they don't look like good people.
The man in black robe at the door was not panicked when he saw the black gun barrel pointed at him.
A fork that had just been taken from the dining table quietly slipped into the palm of his hand through the wide sleeve of his black robe, and then was pinched between three fingers.
"I advise you not to shoot, or you will regret it... hehe."
After hearing what the man in black robe said, the gunman did not dare to act rashly. He had already fired several bullets on the top floor just now, and there was only one bullet left in the magazine. If they could not kill the man with one shot, they would lose their last support.
Furthermore, even if they killed the black-robed man at the door, they would probably not be a match for the remaining four black-robed men.
They can only rely on this last bullet to make the other party fearful, so that they have a chance to escape.
As long as we can escape unscathed tonight, we will be well prepared next time, bringing weapons and teammates with us, and let these men in black robes know that it is not the turn of outsiders to call the shots in Moscow!
In this moment of hesitation, the man in black robe at the door had already accurately grasped the other person's eyes!
The fork in his hand shot out brazenly, aiming not at the gunman's wrist, but at the gun in the other's hand.
The fork accurately passed through the trigger guard of the pistol, and the force was so great that the pistol flew out and nailed into the wall behind!
The metal of the pistol and the fork collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
The gunman was already sweating coldly . If the other party had just shot him in the forehead, neck, or even wrist, the consequences would have been disastrous.
However, he couldn't let himself think too much.
The moment the gun left his hand, the man in black robe at the door was already running towards him. He was more than ten meters away, and he reached him in three big strides.
The big hand like an iron hoop had already strangled his neck. As long as the other party exerted a little force, his fate would be the same as his teammates, and he would die!
"Tell your boss that we have taken this batch of arms and weapons! If you know what's good for you, tell him not to come and seek death again! Otherwise, you'd better be careful when he sleeps! "
The subordinate's neck was pinched and his cheeks turned red in a short while. Carbon dioxide accumulated more and more in his body, just like a fish out of water, desperately craving for fresh air.
He nodded with difficulty.
A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him, so he agrees first and talks later.
The man in black robe seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly changed his mind and said, "But to be on the safe side, I think it would be more effective to use dead people to warn your boss, hehe..."
The subordinate's face turned red and pale. The other four people felt depressed when they heard this. It seemed that the other party was preparing to kill them to silence them!
Just as the man in black robe was exerting force on his hands, preparing to kill Andre's men, the door of the hall was slammed open.
Then gunshots rang out!
The man in black robe felt a sharp pain in his right arm as he pinched his subordinate's neck. He was shot!
The man slumped down on the ground, breathing in the fresh air in big gulps.
After being shot, the man in black robes rolled on the ground and stood with the other four men in black robes.
Then he saw clearly the person who had just shot him in the back.
A tall man with a big red nose, whom I had seen before when I proposed to purchase arms and weapons.
The man in black robe looked at his arm. The unique self-healing function of the blue serum was repairing the penetrating wound caused by the bullet.
It seemed like there wasn't any big problem, and he felt a little relieved.
"Haha, it looks like help has arrived, but unfortunately there's only one."
As long as they are not a large group of people, and as long as they are not holding fully automatic rifles, there is nothing to worry about! But it seems that it is better to make a quick decision and return home with the hijacked weapons as soon as possible to avoid more trouble.
Thinking of this, the man in black robe winked at his companions, and several of them ran towards the butcher at the same time, trying to take him down in one fell swoop!
The butcher fired several shots!
However, the opponent seemed to be able to predict the timing of his shooting in advance, and he dodged several bullets accurately, but he did manage to shatter the potted plants in the hall and scatter them all over the floor.
The butcher was panicked this time. It seemed that what Zhang Hao said was true. The man in black robe was indeed different from ordinary people!
In a flash, all the bullets in the gun had been used up, the pistol was empty and the trigger could not be pulled, but the fist of the man in black robe was already aimed at his head!
If this fist with the wind falls on my head, I will turn into bean juice on the spot!
The butcher was sweating profusely...
