After convincing the people on the fourth floor, Dou Hua took them to the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth floors one after another, gathering everyone together.
More than a dozen people helped Dou Hua talk together, which made the efficiency faster and the credibility higher.
At this time, even some people may find something strange and notice something is wrong.
However, in an environment where people follow the crowd, they can’t say anything.
What's more, Dou Hua described the situation as so urgent and didn't give them any time to think.
"Qi must still be eating in the room on the first floor at this time. After all, he has been hungry for such a long time."
"But every second we hesitate, the situation may be different, so we must act now!"
In this way, under the hasty temptation, these upper class people set off.
However, on the way, some of them quietly tried to contact Mr. Qi on their mobile phones.
It can only be said that until the last minute, there will still be people with different thoughts, and many things will be ruined in this way.
However, this plan was mainly planned by Tian Fenglai. How could such a big mistake be allowed to happen?
At the same time, on the other side, in the room on the first floor.
Mr. Qi, who shot at the window, could not break the strong bulletproof glass even after he emptied the magazine in his gun.
Seeing the windows with many spider web-like cracks but not broken, the former capital tycoon gradually fell into despair.
His last struggle was to take out his cell phone and try to contact people outside.
But Tian Feng, who was in the monitoring room on the third floor underground, had already pressed another button from the console.
The function of this button is to block the communication signals in the room on the first floor, including the network, so that it cannot communicate with the outside world.
As a result, Mr. Qi's mobile phone cannot make calls, and anyone who wants to contact him from outside cannot make calls.
At this time, Mr. Qi was completely desperate, and the hearts of those outside who could not contact him were getting heavier and heavier.
No matter how thoughtful people are at this time, they have no choice. After all, the trend is unstoppable!
Soon, dozens of people arrived in the corridor on the first floor.
Dou Hua, the leader, signaled everyone to slow down and continue moving forward quietly.
When he arrived at the door, Dou Hua pretended to be tinkering with something on the door, busy for a while.
In fact, it all depends on Tian Feng, who is on the third underground floor, and he can open the door after being given permission to open it through remote control.
When he heard a slight click, Dou Hua held the door handle tightly and winked at the person behind him.
Those upper-class people were holding fire-fighting axes, wooden sticks, iron bars and other weapons with both hands at this moment, and their eyes were firm.
At a certain moment, there was a sound of "Wow!"
The door opened, and everyone rushed in with their weapons raised high.
But the next second, the shouts of beating and killing stopped abruptly as soon as they came out.
Dou Hua sensed something was wrong. He originally wanted the first wave of people to rush in to block the bullets, so he could just hide behind them.
However, now the sound has stopped, and the man who rushed inside has stopped moving. After frowning, he quickly squeezed in, shouting while squeezing;
"Don't be cowardly! He doesn't have many bullets. If we don't deal with him now, we won't have a chance in the future! Hurry..."
However, Dou Hua also didn't finish his words. After he could see the scene in the room, he was stunned for a moment and swallowed the rest of his words.
Because, inside the room, Mr. Qi was already lying on the ground.
His white shirt was torn, and he held a gun in his right hand, but the muzzle of the gun was stuffed into his own mouth.
Behind the flat head, there is a large circle of bright red, like the wheel of law behind some statues.
It turned out that on their way down.
Mr. Qi in the room on the first floor, after trying every method and completely despairing.
After staring blankly out the window for a few seconds, he suddenly laughed strangely.
Then, the capitalist boss, who wore a neat white shirt no matter how high the temperature, was torn.
A bullet fell out of his torn shirt.
Keeping a crazy smile on his face, he bent down to pick up bullets from the ground and put them into the magazine of the gun.
No one else could see this scene. Only Tian Feng in the room on the third underground floor could see it clearly through the surveillance screen.
After installing the bullet and reloading the gun, Mr. Qi looked at the camera in the corner of the ceiling.
Immediately, the muzzle of the gun also turned around and was pointed at the camera.
At this point, Tian Feng still raised the corners of his mouth and let out a sneer;
"What? Was it the excessive despair that made him mentally abnormal? He's really pitiful."
But the next scene made Tian Feng unable to laugh.
Because he heard what Mr. Qi said;
"You have said more than once that the end is coming, the end is coming, maybe this is really the end."
"Since it's the end of the world, you and I are just poor wretches who are still struggling for a hopeless future."
"Hmph, it's ridiculous, but also really boring..."
As he spoke, Mr. Qi slowly turned the muzzle of the gun until it was inserted deeply into his mouth.
During this process, Tian Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw such a scene, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself;
"No way...how could someone like him..."
bump--!
Before Tian Feng could finish speaking to himself, a muffled sound came.
What Tian Feng thought was impossible, ended up happening.
Looking at Mr. Qi who had fallen to the ground, after a long while, Tian Feng pursed his lips and opened his mouth again;
"I never expected that such a terrible person in his previous life would choose to end like this in this life..."
But after a pause, Tian Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then sighed;
"But perhaps, it is not easy to survive in this world full of death and destruction."
"It was only in his previous life that he played with other people's fates and indulged in carnival, which brought him some fun in the end of the world, which made him tired of this world later."
"And in this life, he is the one who is being toyed with his fate. He can't accept it. It seems that the last bullet hidden in his clothes was originally left for himself."
"Even until death, do you still have to choose your destiny in your own hands? Even if you choose to commit suicide..."
Since Mr. Qi inserted this shot deeply into his own throat and fired it, the muffled sound did not spread very far.
In addition, at that time, the upper-class people led by Dou Hua were still hurrying down the stairs, and the sound of their footsteps covered up the muffled sound of gunfire.
That's why Dou Hua and the others didn't hear anything. After opening the door, they saw Mr. Qi lying on the ground turned into a corpse, and that's why they were so shocked and confused.
All eyes gradually turned back to Dou Hua. They needed an explanation...
