Chapter 974 Horn Cake

At the entrance of the garden, Mr. G poured a glass of red wine for Miss F.

"I know you don't like drinking red wine, but you still have to try this bottle. It was produced in 2000. There are no more than a thousand bottles in the world, and it's hard to find even on earth."

Miss F shook her head, but did not take the glass.

Mr. G didn’t take it seriously and put down his glass, “Are you still worried about him?”

"Didn't the previous battle prove his strength? Why do you still want him to go to your killer hotel?" Miss F asked in confusion.

"Because as I said, the situation this time is very complicated. Not only do I need an excellent delivery man, but I also need him to have sufficient observation and analysis skills. Yes, his skills are indeed very good, even better than mine. Anyone I have ever met is good, but skill alone is not enough. The killers in the Killer Hotel may not be as strong as those guys in the garden, but they have a better ability to seize opportunities and are good at disguise."

"But you only told him to watch out for people in the garden before."

"That's right, because otherwise I wouldn't be able to test his observation and analysis abilities." Mr. G spread his hands, "Danger can't appear every time when you are ready. You should be more knowledgeable than me. It’s important to understand this.”

Miss F was silent.

"This battle won't end so quickly. To say the least, even if he sees the trick, as long as the killer in the hotel sticks to the kitchen and delays, he still won't be able to pass this test," Mr. G Taking a sip of red wine, "I'm quite curious about what he plans to do in the face of the next situation."

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The bullet holes left on the walls on both sides of the safety passage seemed to tell how fierce the battle that just happened here was.

The killers on the fourteenth floor also reacted very quickly. When the elevator stopped early, they knew their plan had been exposed, so they naturally thought of the safe passage, which was the only place connecting the two floors besides the elevator.

Zhang Heng, who wanted to go upstairs, bumped into a group of killers who were about to rush down.

A gun battle broke out between the two sides here. In the end, Zhang Heng killed two people, but because there were too many people on the opposite side, he had to retreat to the thirteenth floor.

Then Zhang Heng also stopped an attempt by the other party to rush into the thirteenth floor, during which he killed three more people. According to Li Mo, there were a total of thirty killers in this hotel, minus the ones he had detained. Li Mo, and the people he had killed in the two battles just now, meant that there were still twenty-four people left.

If these people were scattered, Zhang Heng could of course defeat them one by one like in the garden, but if they were gathered together, it would be more troublesome to just guard the kitchen. After the failure of the operation to rush into the thirteenth floor, Zhang Heng found that the other party really stopped moving. It seemed that he just planned to fight him like this and had no intention of rescuing his companions.

"You should give up," Li Mo said. "We have received an order in advance. If our identity is exposed and we are not completely sure of killing you, we will seal all entrances to the fourteenth floor and guard the kitchen."

As if to confirm her words, as soon as she finished speaking, the hotel's power supply was cut off and the elevator could no longer be used. Afterwards, Zhang Heng heard the sound of heavy objects being dragged from above. Apparently the people above were planning to move the safety exit. It was also blocked, completely blocking the way up.

Zhang Hengqu didn't look panicked. He raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "I saw in the elevator that the Western restaurant is also on the fourteenth floor. Is it the kind with floor-to-ceiling windows?"

"You don't want to climb directly from the window, do you?" Li Mo frowned, "I advise you to give up this idea. Since you can think of this, of course our people can also think of it, so they will definitely send someone Guarding the floor-to-ceiling windows.”

"You don't need to worry about this. Also, thank you for your cooperation. According to our agreement, I will spare your life. I wish you a good dream." After Zhang Heng got the answer, he hit him with the butt of his gun. Li Mo hit the back of the head and knocked the latter unconscious. Then he walked to the window and reached out to push the window open.

The next moment, a pair of shadow wings slowly unfolded behind him.

Li Mo was right. There were indeed people standing in front of the French restaurant's floor-to-ceiling windows, just to prevent Zhang Heng from climbing up from below.

However, what they didn't expect was that Zhang Heng didn't climb up at all.

The person standing on the left hand side only saw a black shadow passing by, and could not even see the other person's appearance clearly. Then a string of bullets shattered the glass and accurately hit his heart.

The companions standing with him were not so lucky. They were only a few tenths of a second later than him and were also hit in the head by a bullet. They fell down with him, and with their deaths, Zhang Heng also officially The horn of attack was sounded.

The mini-submachine gun spat out flames crazily. In the ensuing hail of bullets, at least six people were shot, four of whom were killed and two injured.

The main reason is that no one could understand how Zhang Heng suddenly appeared outside the window. The other party was like a bird, flying directly in front of their eyes, tilting the rain of bullets in front of them, until he suffered heavy damage. The people below woke up from a dream and began to hurriedly look for bunkers. As a result, three people who didn't move fast enough were still on the death list.

The people who found the bunker began to fight back one after another, but Zhang Heng did not stay where he was. Instead, he frequently changed his position in the air with the help of the pair of shadow wings behind him.

Firstly, it was to avoid counterattacks, and secondly, it was to find a suitable angle to kill the killer behind the bunker.

At the same time, Zhang Heng was also counting the time in his mind. Twelve seconds later, he accurately landed behind the bar of the Western restaurant, and killed the last killer hidden inside. At this point, except for Zhang Heng, there were no more people in the Western restaurant. There are no more living people.

The killers from other places also began to rush here after hearing the gunshots, but there were less than ten people left who could not cause much trouble to Zhang Heng, especially since their arrival was sequential, and they all ended up falling. Under Zhang Heng's lv3 marksmanship.

When the gunfire stopped, Zhang Heng also stood up from behind the bar, shook off the glass particles on his clothes, pushed the door open and walked into the kitchen on the other side. He didn't need to search much to see the food on the dining table. The plate of croissant was even covered with a plate, while the chef who made it shivered in the corner, looking in disbelief at the man in front of him who had just killed thirty enemies.

Zhang Heng nodded to the chef and reached for the plate of croissant on the table. But at this moment, the seemingly harmless chef's eyes suddenly flashed with a ruthless look, and he put his hand into his chef's uniform. However, before he could even touch the gun he had hidden, gunfire rang out.

"You don't think I really believe that there are only thirty killers, do you?" Zhang Heng left the gun still smoking on the dining table, and then finally picked up the plate of croissant.