When the smoke cleared a little, Johnny looked down again, and Leo's figure had already descended to the height of the third or fourth floor, and was about to land.
The sound of car brakes and pedestrians screaming seemed to come from the street downstairs.
Johnny watched expressionlessly as Leo disappeared under the cover of his vision and smoke, and did not continue to shoot.
He put away his glock, took out his phone, and dialed Ding Qing's number.
"He ran away, shot in the leg and shoulder, used rope descent and smoke grenades. There should be an escort or chaos downstairs."
He reported succinctly.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Ding Qing's cold voice came: "Got it. Come back."
Johnny hung up the phone, took one last look at the crowd gathering downstairs outside the window and the faint sound of sirens, then turned and left the messy equipment room.
The underground parking lot of the Goldmoon Group building was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the smell of oil and dust.
The previous sniping and chaos had rendered the security here useless.
Ding Qing, surrounded by a group of his trusted subordinates, walked quickly towards his exclusive car with a gloomy expression.
The forced interruption of the chairman election, the looming shadow of police intervention, and Lee Joong-ku's endless ruthless tactics all made him feel extremely upset.
Li Zicheng had just taken a call and then left in a hurry. Ding Qing looked at his back with a complex expression, and finally just waved him off, not stopping him.
He knew that the call most likely came from Jiang Chenghao, and he needed to give his good brother some time and space.
"Big Brother, the car is ready."
A subordinate opened the car door.
Just as Ding Qing bent down to get into the car!
Boom!
Buzz—!!!
Several violent engine roars suddenly exploded from the direction of the parking lot entrance! The dazzling high beams, like the pupils of a beast, instantly illuminated the entire dim parking lot!
Three or four vans, like wild horses, did not slow down at all, and with a harsh tire screech, they frantically crashed towards Ding Qing and his subordinates!
"Siba! Watch out!"
"Protect Big Brother!"
The subordinates were terrified, those who reacted quickly immediately scattered, while those who reacted slowly were directly hit and sent flying!
Screams and the huge sound of metal twisting instantly filled the entire space!
Ding Qing was scared out of his wits, and his survival instinct made him react in an extremely clumsy but effective way. He suddenly jumped back, climbed onto the hood of an SUV next to him with his hands and feet, and then clumsily rolled onto the roof! Almost at the same time, a van scraped past the spot where he had just stood, hitting and sending two subordinates who failed to dodge flying!
"Kill them! They are from the Di Ri Faction!"
A sharp-eyed subordinate recognized the people rushing out of the vans.
Dozens of Di Ri Faction and Tiger Faction thugs, armed with machetes, steel pipes, and baseball bats, poured out of the cars like a tide, howling and pouncing! They were obviously prepared, with a clear goal: to take Ding Qing's life!
"Damn it!"
Ding Qing jumped off the car roof, and a loyal subordinate immediately handed him a collapsible baton.
"Big Brother! This way! To the elevator!"
The subordinates desperately protected Ding Qing, fighting and retreating, moving towards the nearest staff elevator entrance.
The parking lot instantly turned into a bloody purgatory, with flashing blades, shouts of killing, screams, and the clashing of weapons ringing incessantly.
Although Ding Qing's men resisted desperately, they were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, and people were constantly being cut down to the ground.
Ding Qing himself swung his collapsible baton and knocked down an enemy who rushed over, but he was not a professional thug after all, and was soon forced into dangerous situations, with several cuts on his arm and back, and blood soaking his expensive suit.
"Elevator! Press the elevator quickly!"
A subordinate covered in blood roared, shielding Ding Qing with his body, taking several stabs head-on.
Another subordinate frantically pressed the elevator's down button.
Ding!
The elevator's arrival chime at the basement level, at this moment, was like heavenly music!
The door slowly opened.
However, the moment the elevator door opened, the hope on the faces of Ding Qing and all his surviving subordinates instantly froze, transforming into extreme terror and despair!
"Siba!!!"
Ding Qing's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils contracting to pinpricks!
Inside the elevator, it was not an empty car at all!
Instead, it was packed with seven or eight men with fierce expressions and cold eyes!
They all held gleaming machetes or daggers in their hands!
This was clearly a meticulously arranged death trap!
The car crash attack downstairs was to force them into this only escape route, and at the end of the route, the real killing blow had already been laid in ambush!
The killers in the elevator had obviously been waiting for a long time. As soon as the door opened, several thick arms immediately reached out, accurately grabbing Ding Qing's clothes and arms, who was caught off guard, and with immense force, tried to drag him into this metallic coffin of death!
"Big Brother!"
"Let go of Big Brother!"
Ding Qing's last two loyal subordinates were furious, pouncing desperately to try and hold onto Ding Qing, but they were immediately overwhelmed by the Di Ri Faction thugs chasing from behind, and were cut down to the ground!
Half of Ding Qing's body had already been dragged into the elevator. He struggled desperately, elbowing the people grabbing him, but there were too many of them, and their strength was too great!
In the confined space of the elevator, several machetes were already raised high, aimed at his vital points!
The shadow of death instantly enveloped Ding Qing completely! He could even smell the cold sweat and metallic stench of the killers in the elevator!
Just at this critical moment!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Three low, crisp gunshots, like the soft cough of the grim reaper, abruptly cut through the din of the parking lot!
The large hand gripping Ding Qing's right arm suddenly burst into a spray of blood, and the fingers limply released their grip!
Inside the elevator, a killer who was raising his knife to strike had a bloody hole appear between his eyebrows, and he fell backward without a sound!
Another killer was hit in the shoulder, screaming as he let go!
The sudden, precise Shooting caused a momentary confusion and delay among the killers in the elevator!
Everyone involuntarily looked towards the source of the gunshots!
Johnny had appeared at some point next to a load-bearing pillar in the adjacent parking lot, his body slightly turned, adopting a standard Weaver stance. The glock 34, fitted with a suppressor, was steadily pointed towards the elevator, and a wisp of faint blue smoke still drifted from its muzzle.
His gaze was terrifyingly calm, as if he wasn't killing people, but conducting a precise Shooting training session.
This brief distraction was enough!
Ding Qing felt the restraining force loosen, and his will to survive erupted with immense energy! He suddenly kicked a killer in the elevator in the abdomen, using the force to pull back, and finally, clumsily broke free from the brink of death, stumbling backward and falling!
"Siba Lama! Kill him!"
The remaining killers in the elevator reacted, roaring as they tried to rush out, and someone stabbed Ding Qing in the abdomen.
But Johnny didn't give them a chance!
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
Another series of precise single shots! Bullets, as if they had eyes, shot into the confined space of the elevator!
They either hit an arm or a thigh! Johnny's goal was clear: non-fatal areas, to incapacitate and create chaos and fear, rather than killing everyone.
Precise Shooting takes time, and Ding Qing needed to escape in the shortest possible time!
Screams echoed in the elevator car, and blood splattered on the smooth metal interior walls.
The remaining killers were so terrified by the precise and horrifying gunplay that they instinctively shrank back into the corners of the elevator, trying to find cover, but there was almost nowhere to hide inside the elevator!
Johnny maintained his Shooting stance while quickly moving to Ding Qing's side, pulling him up from the ground.
"Can you walk?"
His voice was still calm.
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