America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 92 Even if it’s just one more second

The dark room where Cheng Daqi and the others were staying was the central air-conditioned ventilation room of the library.

A lot of central air conditioning equipment is integrated here, including many ventilation ducts.

All ventilation ducts lead to the roof. Between the ventilation room and the roof, there is a protrusion about 1 meters above the roof. It is considered a small house.

This is the part of the ventilation room that is elevated above the other rooms. There is a door on one side of the small house, but it can only be opened from the outside.

Generally, when the central air-conditioning ventilation system needs to be maintained, the maintenance workers will go up the stairs outside the library to the roof of the library, and then open the small maintenance door from the outside.

Through this door, you can enter the ventilation room.

Nina has the key to this door, but they cannot open it from inside the house. The arrival of the female reporter can be said to be a surprise from heaven.

But the female reporter Ian herself was not surprised at all, because she did not find anyone in the ventilation room at the first time.

Except for the door of the ventilation room, there is no other entrance to the library on the top floor of the library.

This made the female reporter extremely discouraged.

She thought she could enter the library from the roof after landing, but now her wish seemed to be in vain.

The newly ignited ambitions and the courage to risk everything for his ideals were all in vain.

Her footsteps approaching the ventilation room were very soft, but they were heard by Sani, who was listening carefully to the heartbeat of the atmosphere.

"Chan seems to have footsteps."

Sani's words made everyone in the dark room feel tense.

There were footsteps. Could it be those armed gangsters?

The darkness became extremely quiet, and everyone strained their ears, trying to catch the footsteps that Sani mentioned.

However, a sound more terrifying than the footsteps also appeared.

In the corridor on the second floor, the gangster was opening the doors to different rooms one by one.

The library is an old-fashioned building, and its doors are full of kickbacks on purchases.

It can be understood as the youth version of the door.

Each of these doors is so weak that the Hulk can kick one open with just one kick.

Iron Man followed his footsteps closely, searching every room on the second floor room by room.

The sound of the door being kicked open became louder and louder, indicating that the gangsters were getting closer and closer to them, and everyone's hearts tightened.

The gunshots coming from downstairs were not fake, maybe someone downstairs had been killed by the gangsters.

If the gangsters find them.

Compared with the sound of the gangsters kicking on the door, no one seemed to care about Ian's footsteps.

But female reporter Ian had already noticed the raised central air-conditioning ventilation chamber.

She held the camera in one hand and the microphone in the other.

Squatting down in front of the ventilation room, observing the conditions of the ventilation room through the wire mesh.

“Viewers, unfortunately, I cannot open this door because I don’t have the key to it.

So it's a pity that I can't enter the library and have a face-to-face chat with the kidnappers. "

"No, oh! God!

There seems to be someone in this room, have you seen it? There are three heads there! "

Ian's statement was so weird that it made the ABC TV subscribers in front of the TV feel chilly.

What's going on? Are the gangsters so crazy?

How long has it been since you've cut off the hostage's head?

Several people in the dark room heard the female reporter's voice. Through the heavy pipes and barbed wire, they noticed that there seemed to be a woman outside.

"Are you okay?" Ian asked.

"I have the key to the maintenance door on the roof. Let her open the maintenance door so we can escape."

The footsteps of the gangsters were getting closer and closer. In the face of a life and death crisis, Nina's mind was spinning very fast.

"Give me the key, I'm closest to her." Ye Gubai said quickly.

Taking the key handed over by Nina, Ye Gubai stretched out his arm with all his strength and thrust the key in front of the female reporter.

"Quick, this key can open the door outside, open it quickly and let us out!"

"Viewers, it seems that these people haven't been discovered by the gangsters yet. They have the key to this door. I can take everyone in and have a look!"

What is a professional journalist?

What is the quality of a professional journalist?

The female reporter first spoke to the camera, then stretched out her arm and took the life-saving key handed over by Ye Ergubai.

The black girl lay on Cheng Daqi's chest. She could hear Cheng Daqi's heartbeat getting faster and faster.     Yes, now is the moment to decide the fate.

Maybe in the next second, maybe ten seconds, the gangster outside will kick open the door of the central air-conditioning ventilation room.

You might also kick the opponent first, and then buy them a few dozen seconds.

Nina cursed softly with a little fear.

"That rotten old man, if he had taken less kickbacks and bought better quality doors, those gangsters wouldn't have been able to kick the door open so easily."

No one answered him, no one echoed her, everyone was praying, praying that the God of Luck would take care of her.

Finally, the female reporter took the lead and opened the door.

Scott breathed a sigh of relief.

He was the one closest to the door and could get out just by climbing a few steps on the ladder.

Climbing up with hands and feet, Scott wanted to leave here quickly, leave this dangerous place quickly.

But the space in the dark room is too crowded!

He had to exert all his strength to bend his knees and raise his feet, just to squeeze out a little space to move.

"Sir, what is your name?"

Female reporter Ian had no idea that the gangsters in the library were approaching the dark room where several people were staying.

After opening the door, the first thing she did was to conduct a small interview with Scott.

Without even looking at the female reporter's camera, Scott simply said an American curse.

Without any idea of ​​dealing with the female reporter, Scott finally lifted his feet and climbed up the ladder.

"boom!"

The Hulk's powerful and heavy kick kicked the door of the room away from the door frame.

Iron Man raised his gun and walked into the central air-conditioned ventilation room.

It seemed that the goddess of luck generously lifted up the skirt, and several people saw the holy light of redemption, but the goddess chuckled and put the skirt back down.

No~

The road to salvation is closed!

"Finally found it, I said there must be a smart person hiding, stop it immediately!"

Iron Man's words had no effect, and Scott's pace seemed to be faster.

The dark room is hidden behind a pipe and would not be discovered or noticed by others, otherwise it would not be called a dark room.

But Scott wanted to climb up, but instead exposed his body to the pipes and equipment, and was seen by the two gangsters who entered the door.

He frowned, looked at the angle, and the Hulk raised his gun and shot.

"Ding!"

The iron ladder broke and Scott fell directly from the ladder.

"Fake!" the blond veteran screamed.

"what?"

Poor Korno was in the middle of the crowd, using his big black face as a cushion to catch Scott's buttocks so that his old buddy wouldn't fall.

"Why is there anyone else? Everyone inside, come out!"

Iron Man snapped.

"Mr. Kidnapper, I am a reporter from ABC TV. Can I give you an interview?" Ian was fearless outside the door.

"What should we do now?" Nina was confused.

"What can we do? Get out." Ye Gubai gave up resistance.

"Chan, hold me tight!" The black girl said softly without knowing where the courage came from.

Not knowing what his fate will be, before death comes, Sani just hopes to stay with Cheng Daqi for a little longer.

Just a little longer, even just a second longer.

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