Chapter 150: Two left

Who's there?

Lans didn't speak. He observed this alloy door. It looked very difficult to mess with. There was a small piece of glass in the middle and upper part of the door, about ten centimeters high and twenty centimeters wide.

Bulletproof door, he knocked on the door with his finger joints, and it didn't even make any sound!

Lans handed the gun to the person beside him, walked to the side of the desk, and picked up a vase stand, which was the kind of square wooden stand about twenty centimeters square.

Can't say how sturdy it is, but it's definitely not loose.

He held it with both hands, one in front and one behind, and then forcefully rammed one of the legs into the glass installed on Haile's steel door.

The wooden stand immediately made a wooden distortion groan, and Lans's hand was also shaken a bit numb, but it seemed there was no result he wanted.

Not to mention smashing the glass, not even a trace was left.

The bulletproof glass of this period is not centered on advanced technology, mainly still based on multi-layer interlayer and special raw material glass.

Impact resistance, has better ductility.

Haile heard the movement outside, looked at the door without any change, and a smile appeared on his face, "Is it Lans?"

"Even if you don't speak, I know it's you outside."

He stood up, walked to the side of the door, and touched the heavy steel door with his hand...

That kind of metal that has been treated with anti-corrosion, and there is a layer of special paint on the surface, gave him a very warm feeling, just like the feeling brought when touching a girl's thigh.

There is a bit of softness, very cotton-like. These words that shouldn't appear on the metal touch, but they all appeared, and it was very appropriate.

There is an observation hole on the door, inside is thickened bulletproof glass. When making this safe room, Haile considered these.

This place can not only be used as a vault, but in case of necessity, he can also hide in it to avoid enemies.

There is even food and water that can maintain for a week!

A week's time, those confidant subordinates of his, even if they walked, could walk back from Empire Night.

After hesitating for a while, he opened the observation hole. The light suddenly appeared behind the pitch-black glass, and there was also Haile's face.

There was a triumphant smile on his face, continuing to stimulate Lans, "I'm standing by the door, there is less than a meter distance between us, but you can't do anything to me."

"Lans, you should continue to hide in the sewer like a little mouse, instead of popping your head out."

"As long as you run out, there is a danger of being caught."

"And even if you come out, what can you do?"

"I'm here, can you kill me?"

Being able to "talk eloquently" in front of an enemy made Haile have a refreshing feeling that couldn't be said.

He had been too uncomfortable during this period, and every time he thought of Lans, it would give him a headache, but now, those uncomfortable feelings had all disappeared.

He just liked this feeling of "I'm standing in front of you, what can you do to me". He looked at Lans calmly, and even a bit wanted to laugh.

Besides wanting to vent the negative emotions accumulated in his heart during this period, he also wanted to delay time. He needed to let Lans wait here until his people came back from the city.

This place is about a 25-minute drive from the Empire District. One trip back and forth, at most about an hour.

He knew this was very difficult, but he still wanted to try.

If he could drag it out, with the familiarity of his subordinates with this house, even if Lans and his group tried to fight some "positional warfare", they wouldn't be as lucky as last time.

Looking at Lans, and those young, calm faces beside him, Haile's heart gave birth to some fear, but soon these fears were eliminated by such a safe safe room.

Hailamu beside him directly pulled out a pistol and fired a shot at the bulletproof glass. The bulletproof glass had a bit of cracks, but only a bit.

Haile in the safe room laughed louder. Although there were cracks on the glass, he could still see each other clearly.

He walked back a few steps, "I'm standing here, come, shoot at me!"

"You guys might not know, right?"

"I have already arranged for people to go to the Empire to find your families. You killed so many of my people, caused me to lose a large sum of money, and even lost such a big face."

"Lans, and these friends of yours, are really damn!"

"Not only are you damn, your families are also damn. I want to use your deaths and your families' deaths to prove to them that until the last moment, don't always think that I am the loser!"

The emotions of the people beside Lans started to become irritable. They actually planned to use bullets to open the door, but they were all stopped by Lans.

Bullets hitting this kind of alloy steel door might cause ricochet. By then, it wouldn't be Haile who was unlucky, but themselves.

"Find the butler."

Haile has a butler. The butler is not anyone close to his family, just a professional butler team.

This family of his has only been in the Federation for a few decades from coming to the Federation until now.

A few decades is not enough for them to have a very solid foundation, let alone like those dignitaries, where the butler grew up in the manor since childhood, and served the family for generations.

He just spent some money to hire a professional team. He had considered cultivating this butler into a family butler, but it seemed a bit too late.

The butler is in his forties. When he was brought over, he was obviously a bit afraid. He kept saying in a low voice, "Don't hurt me..."

"Where is the ventilation hole of the safe room?"

Lans looked at him, "If you tell me, then I guarantee no one can hurt you."

"But if you don't tell me, then it's a pity, God didn't listen to your prayer!"

The butler swallowed a mouthful of saliva, on the outer wall...

At this time, Haile in the room saw that these people had all gone out. He couldn't help but be a bit curious, and still hiding a trace of fear of the unknown, couldn't help but pat the steel door and ask loudly, "Where did you go?"

"Gave up?"

"Come back quickly, come to daddy's side!", he said and couldn't help laughing loudly again, "Daddy loves you. If your father is dead, I can come to replace this role, haha!"

But no one paid attention to him, which also made him feel a trace of uneasiness, a trace of fear.

But the safe room is so safe, he had seen it before installation, it couldn't be blown open even with explosives, he should be safe, right?

At this time, suddenly a strange voice came from behind, "I found it, here!"

This voice gave him a big jump. He thought these people really came in, but after turning around, he found that there was nothing here.

The safe room only has one door, how could they come in?

He just breathed a sigh of relief, his face changed slightly, because that voice rang out again, coming from the ventilation hole.

Mo Lisi tied a rope around his waist and hung on the outer wall. The overall building of the manor has four floors. The study is on the second floor, and the safe room occupies the height of the second floor and invaded to the middle of the third floor.

Under the guidance of the butler, they soon found two ventilation holes on the outer wall, one above the safe room and one below the safe room.

Because carbon dioxide is heavier, there is a ventilation hole at the "floor" position of the safe room.

In this way, if there is someone in the safe room, the carbon dioxide produced by breathing will flow out from the ventilation hole below. At the same time, because of the negative pressure, the upper ventilation hole will draw fresh air from the outside in, forming a cycle.

Haile's expression was a bit ugly. He didn't know what these people were going to do, "What the fuck are you guys doing?"

"I swear, I won't let any of you go, I swear!"

But no one paid attention to him. Two minutes later, the upper ventilation hole started to pour water quickly.

His scalp went numb, and his whole body got goosebumps. While cursing ugly words, he tried to find a way to block the ventilation hole.

But this ventilation hole is too big, and the position is very high. Even if he stood on a table and his hand could touch it, there was nothing that could stop it from pouring water into the safe room.

Watching that he couldn't stop the water from pouring in, he hurriedly looked at the ventilation hole below, and what made him feel fear was that the water couldn't flow out.

They blocked the ventilation hole below!

"You guys, you cheap skins from hell covered in pus, stop your actions quickly!"

No matter how he cursed, no matter how he said, the water still kept coming in, and it seemed it was still constantly increasing.

The safe room is not big, adding up to about 7 or 8 square meters. Inside there is also a small safe, tables used to put things, and a table.

The water flow is too fast, and it seems it is still constantly increasing.

What he didn't know was that the butler and maids, in order to "not cause trouble", very cooperatively took all the rubber water pipes in the garden, connected all the faucets that could be connected, and poured water into this ventilation hole!

Watching the water already reaching his ankles, Haile knew he couldn't continue to stay here.

Not an hour, at most half an hour, this room would be filled with water, he must find a way to save himself.

He tried many methods, but in the end, there was no feasibility. He looked at the water that gradually reached his calves, and finally decided to fight it.

He glanced at the study. At this time, there was no one in the study, it seemed there were two people at the door.

These people are too careless!

He mocked Lans in his heart, and then ensured that the pistol was already loaded, and could be fired at the first time. He pulled the door bolt, opened the door lock, took a deep breath, and then pulled hard... pulled... pulled!

He looked at the door that couldn't be pulled, and suddenly a palpitation made his chest start to stuffy and ache again. His five senses were squeezed together. He stood for a while holding the steel door and pressing his chest, and felt better.

"What's going on?"

"Why can't the door be opened?"

He had already ignored the gun in his hand, and threw it on the table beside him. This time he changed to using both hands to pull the door.

The door opens inward.

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But he used all his strength, and the steel door remained motionless!

He even used his feet!

His feet stepped on the door frame, his arms pulled hard, his whole body seemed to be able to hang in the air, but the door remained motionless!

He unlocked it again, and also heard the sound of unlocking, but the door still couldn't be opened.

Forced, he started to beat the steel door, just like the brother who couldn't find the way, panicked, "Save me!"

Under the guidance of the butler, Lans and his group dismantled the small safe in Haile's bedroom.

Although there is no password, taking the whole thing away and dismantling it slowly when they go back is the same.

At this time, someone suddenly ran over, "Haile is shouting for help."

Lans asked people to send the safe to the car first, and he took some people to the study.

Must say that the merchant he chose was indeed good. The water had been poured for so long, and not a drop leaked out from the door frame.

"Save me, Lans!", Haile's face was terrified and didn't look fake. He was really scared!

He thought of the relatives who died in gang feuds, his grandfather, his father, his aunt, his brothers and sisters, and his uncle.

The influence of others on him might not be the biggest, but the influence of his uncle on him was very big.

He had already forgotten how it happened. That day he received a call saying his uncle was killed.

He drove to the side of the road. The police had already blocked the street. His uncle was tied into the appearance of God suffering, hanging under the street lamp.

Looking at the blood constantly dripping from the cross, that became a nightmare for a long time, until he recovered a few years later.

At this moment, the appearance of his uncle's death flashed before his eyes, and his whole body was trembling.

His emotions suddenly became a bit out of control. He beat the steel door crazily and forcefully, "Let me out!"

"Help me, get me out of this damn place, I have money, all clean money, and a large sum of bearer bonds, and... I also have villas, houses, all for you, all for you!"

"Give me a way to live, I guarantee I won't seek revenge on you..."

His face had been completely distorted, and the sense of oppression brought by death made him almost crazy!

"Why did we take this path?"

"Isn't it for money?"

"Lans, Lans!"

He beat the observation hole forcefully, "Your subordinates can be found again without you. There are countless such people at the pier. Don't go against money!"

"I can compensate for everything I did wrong!"

At this time, more and more people came to the room, just watching him through the cracked glass window.

Everyone remained silent, forming a sharp contrast with Haile who had already lost control of his emotions in the safe room.

So many calm, indifferent, and even cold eyes watching him made Haile's pressure become even greater.

The water pressure of the city's water use at night is very small, and the water pressure in the water pipe is very large. During the day, it might just be a "drip-drip" water flow. At this time, it had long been "crackling" and rushing out!

The speed of the water level rising is very fast, which can be described as "visible to the naked eye".

After a while, he started to feel suffocated. It's not that the water had already drowned him, but the carbon dioxide concentration and that kind of psychological suffocation.

Just like some people with claustrophobia or darkness phobia, in a specific environment, they are clearly not drowning, but they will produce a feeling of drowning, and they can't breathe!

He started to breathe heavily, the collapse of emotions was still intensifying, and after many pleas were fruitless, he became manic again!

"You will all regret it, you will all go to hell!"

"Don't think you are so bright, so just, we are all the same, Lans!"

"One day, you will also encounter everything I encountered, you will also be killed by people in torture, no one can be an exception!"

"I curse you, curse you!"

He had completely lost control.

But the rising of the water level wouldn't stop because of how dirty he cursed or what he was doing. Soon the water had drowned the observation hole. He had to look up, keeping his head above the water surface as much as possible.

Two minutes later, the observation hole had been completely drowned. People could see Haile standing against the wall on the grid.

But there wasn't much space left for him.

He didn't seem to have the strength to continue cursing either. The whole room was filled with the sound of water flowing.

In about the last minute, he started cursing again, just like people always have to leave something behind when they pass through this world.

Some people left works, became pioneers, and lit up the road through the wilderness for those who came later.

Some people left thoughts, admonishing people how to face life and themselves, letting them find direction in confusion.

And he, left dirty words.

Two minutes later, the last bit of cursing and pleading disappeared. In the small observation hole, it could be seen that he struggled to breathe a little air and went to the upper ventilation hole, but the rising water level refused his reasonable request.

The water washing down blocked his breathing, and the ventilation hole also started to accumulate water.

He dived back, through the observation hole, as if making a final plea, patting the door and window while saying something silently.

But no one responded to him.

After spitting a few big bubbles and his whole body twitching violently a few times, he didn't move.

Lans then turned around and looked at them, "Two left."

A group of people left quietly, but their hearts were definitely not as quiet as they appeared on the surface.

Ten minutes later, a group of cars returned to the manor quickly, but the number they returned with was much less than when they left.

On the way back, Lans and his group laid a layer of triangular nails. This kind of nail is too simple to deal with tires, one stab one explosion!

Several cars had their tires blown out and stopped halfway. They cleared the nails on the ground, returned a part first, and some people had already abandoned their cars and walked.

When the confidant subordinate of Haile in the first car saw a truck pushing and hitting the fountain, he knew that something was wrong!

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Lanse and his men scattered a layer of caltrops on the road they were returning on; this kind of nail is too simple for dealing with tires—one prick and they blow out!

Several cars had their tires punctured and stopped halfway; they cleared the nails from the ground and a portion returned first, while others had already abandoned their cars to walk.

When the confidant of the first car's leader, Haile, saw the main gate being rammed by a truck and pushed into the fountain, he knew that things had gone terribly wrong!

Figure 1