C239 This is my duty

This is my duty

Although it was painful, Cao Ziyang did not dare to be slow. He immediately got up and stood beside the broken window. He pulled out his gun and opened it twice. Immediately, the upper part stopped firing back. Cao Ziyang didn't know if he had hit his target, but he didn't dare to stand by the window for too long. Because of the height problem, the cold wind blew in with great ferocity, blowing everything in the dressing room into a mess.

After locking the door, Cao Ziyang looked around and found a vent to crawl into. Cao Ziyang did not know where he was, much less where he was going to crawl to. He only knew that he had to crawl, because the dressing room was not safe, and someone would definitely come quickly and check, or kick open the door to throw a bomb or something. Now that he was gone, the other side would not think that he had entered the ventilation shaft and would think that he had fallen into a building.

The ventilation duct was relatively wide and of decent quality. It was made of iron, but because of the thick layer of dust on it, Cao Ziyang crawled forward without making much noise.

After crawling for an unknown distance, his phone suddenly rang, scaring Cao Ziyang so much that he quickly turned off the bell and shut off the other one. After shutting off the other one, he broke out in a cold sweat and prayed that he wasn't in the pipe above the hall, otherwise he wouldn't be able to dodge the bullet.

After twenty seconds, there was no response. Cao Ziyang let out a sigh of relief and called back. It was the pigeon. I'm on the first level of the resting room, inside the ventilation duct. Do you have any way to obtain the map of Grand Xia? I don't know where to crawl now. "

I'm still outside, preparing to knock out a policeman and change his clothes. Otherwise, if I can't go up, the elevator will be locked down, and there's also the stairs. There are police everywhere, so wait a moment, don't act rashly, I'll call you back later.

After hanging up the phone, Cao Ziyang lay still, looking at the screen, wanting to cough. Dust was rolling all over the place, and he could not breathe.

After a few minutes, his phone rang again. Cao Ziyang answered, "Pigeon, I don't think this ventilation duct has been cleaned for several years. Can you teach me a way to avoid it?" "I can't breathe anymore …"

The other party was not a pigeon, but Han Ya, "Oh, wait a moment."

A burst of noise came from the phone, which quickly became the sound of pigeons. Han Ya and Fang Nan had already reunited with him and Tang Jun.

Cao Ziyang let out a sigh of relief, "I'm in the ventilation duct, and the dust is rolling, especially when I'm crawling, I can't breathe. There's nothing in my bag, a mask, medical cotton, not even a piece of cloth. Do you have any idea?"

"There's no other way. You should hurry and come down. First, find an opening and get a clear view of what's happening outside." Then hide until we get here, and we'll move right now. We'll find you in ten minutes, if it doesn't work out, but on our own. However, delaying it would be disadvantageous for anyone. If the robbers were to take a helicopter from the roof, they would bring a lot of important figures, or weak, non-aggressive women on the plane. If they were to bring the Miss Fang along, they would kill after they escaped, and the result was that they would not even be able to find the corpse. "

Cao Ziyang sucked in a breath. "So, we have to be fast, don't we?"

"Right, I have already understood Tang Jun's situation, and he has also told me a bit about your situation, I will not tell anyone, so how can I report it?"

"Thank you!"

"No thanks, this is my duty."

After hanging up the phone, Cao Ziyang continued to carefully crawl forward, looking for an opening in the wind. Finally, he found a room, not the hall, but the sign that said "Management Room". Inside the management room, five young Japanese men were squatting on the floor. They were all dressed in the same attire, probably the staff of the art exhibition. There was a man standing guard there, an Arab with a full beard and holding a submachine gun.

Do you want to go down here? Cao Ziyang thought about it and climbed back up, wondering where he was going and whether there would be any accidents along the way. But he could jump down from here. The opponent had a gun, and the distance was quite far. If he jumped down, he wouldn't be able to immediately attack him.

What should he do?

Confusion.

Of course, there was a benefit to staying down here. He would be able to rescue the staff members and increase their strength. He would also be able to obtain a submachine gun.

After hesitating for a while, Cao Ziyang decided to go all out. However, he had to have some skill. Cao Ziyang chose to contact the staff below. Although this would be dangerous, if they told the Arabs that it would be a death, would they say so? Not knowing what to do, Cao Ziyang could only pray that they wouldn't.

Cao Ziyang pulled out a button from his shirt and threw it down, which just happened to hit one of the staff members in the head. However, the staff only glanced at the button for a moment before lowering his head again.

So stupid?

Cao Ziyang was about to go crazy, but there was nothing he could do. He could only keep trying, changing the method, and spitting.

Thankfully, the staff member saw Cao Ziyang and widened his eyes. He wanted to shout, but Cao Ziyang quickly made a silent gesture, stopping him from shouting. Instead, he covered his mouth with his hands.

Cao Ziyang let out a sigh of relief and continued to make gestures, telling the other party that he wanted to jump down, let him and the other staff members pester the robber for a while, then pulled out the walkie-talkie to prevent the robber from notifying his accomplices outside. After making gestures for a long time, the other party finally understood what was going on, nodded his head, and discussed in a low voice with his companion. It was a thrilling period of time, because when they spoke, the robbers would scold them and would not allow them to speak.

Five minutes later, when the robbers weren't paying attention, the staff member gave Cao Ziyang a signal to prepare for action.

Cao Ziyang slowly removed the flap, took out the scalpel from his bag and held it in his hand. He then extended three fingers, three, two, and one. Immediately, three staff members charged towards the Arab bandit at the same time, pushing him down. Cao Ziyang immediately jumped down to help, but just as he rushed over, the sound of gunfire rang out. One of the staff member was shot in the leg, while the other two staff members let go in fear.

Seeing that the Arab robber was about to get up, Cao Ziyang stabbed him with the scalpel at his waist and then wrapped his arms around his neck in an attempt to wipe it away. The robber was also tough. The other staff member was unlucky. After being shot twice in the chest, he fell to the ground. Only then did Cao Ziyang succeed in wiping off the robber's neck.

Cao Ziyang leaned against the wall, panting heavily. He quickly locked the door, then went to see the injuries of the staff member who was shot. The one who had been shot in the chest was already dead, while the one who had been shot in the thigh was pale. Cao Ziyang hurriedly tore off the clothes of the staff member who had lost his breath and bandaged them. At the same time, he gestured to the few staff members who were still in shock. It took them a long time to react and help out.

With great effort, he finally stopped the bleeding. Cao Ziyang wiped the blood off his hands, then made a hand gesture for the Japanese s to rummage through the cabinets, finding a lot of random things, which were of little use. Besides a bottle of water, Cao Ziyang used it to flush his head, wash his nose clean, and then finally breathed easier. Just then, his phone rang. It was the call from the pigeon, Cao Ziyang picked it up and the pigeon said: "I'm inside the ventilation duct, crawling along the tracks you left behind to look for you. Tang Jun, on the other hand, went to look for Miss Fang, how far have you climbed? "Tell me."

Cao Ziyang recalled for a moment and said, "About fifty meters. I'm in the management room now, and there are five staff members inside. One is dead, and one is injured. The other three are fine. I have a submachine gun."

"Block the door and wait. I'll come over as soon as I can, then we'll discuss what to do."

After hanging up the phone, Cao Ziyang signalled to the Japanese for them to help move the tables and chairs to block the door. Then, Cao Ziyang found a safe spot in the corner with a machine gun in hand, he stared at the ventilation hole.

After three minutes or so, a head peeked out of the air vent. It was the pigeon.

Cao Ziyang made a safe hand gesture, and the pigeon jumped down. It spoke a few words in Japanese, and after stabilizing the Japanese s, it began to inspect the management room. After inspecting Cao Ziyang, it squatted down next to him and asked: "Are you injured?"

Cao Ziyang's body was dirty, and there were bloodstains on the pigeons. Cao Ziyang knew, so he was not surprised. He shook his head and said, "No, but I killed someone."

Pigeon said, "Either he dies, or you die. You have to kill him. Don't worry, it's fine."

Cao Ziyang said, "Oh, can you relax?" No, although he appeared calm on the surface, Cao Ziyang's inner emotions were especially strong. After all, he was killing people, and although the people he killed were bad people, it was either you or me, but no matter how you looked at it, it was still terrifying!

The pigeon rummaged through its own bag, took out a gun and a bulletproof vest, and gave them to Cao Ziyang: "Put them on, I will talk to the Japanese and try to understand the terrain outside as much as possible. Afterwards, let's go meet up with Tang Jun, he is now in the hall on top of the ventilation pipes!"

Cao Ziyang acknowledged him with an "oh" before taking the gun and bulletproof vest.

After that, the pigeon took out a receiver and a headset and placed them on Cao Ziyang: "This is used for the three of us to contact him. Tang Jun is on the other side, go and ask him about his situation!"

The pigeon went to communicate with Japanese, and Cao Ziyang put on his bulletproof clothes, and placed his gun at the back of his waist. He then gave the gun that still had a bullet in it to Japanese and whispered to Tang Jun: "Tang Jun, it's me, Cao Ziyang.

Tang Jun's voice was especially soft: "I'm inside the ventilation ducts in the hall, the situation in the hall is very complicated, there are about twenty of them, the guardians of the hostages are all in different areas, some are in the rooms, some are in the hall. I want to continue climbing, to see if there are any Miss Fang s on the other side, if not, we can discuss further."

Cao Ziyang asked, "What do the police do?"

"The pigeon didn't tell you? He's talking about the basics. We can only rely on ourselves. "

"Actually, as long as we can save Fang Qian, the lives of others have nothing to do with us." Thinking for a moment, Cao Ziyang continued, "Oh right, I was just discovered by two people when I came down from the rooftop. After I was safe and shot twice, there was no movement. I don't know if I hit them or not, but they didn't find me in the management room."