The elevator stopped on the first floor and refused to come up, leaving us with no choice but to run for the stairs. I was wearing slippers, holding my bedsheet with one hand while Huo Jingchuan gripped the other. We made a rather wretched escape, yet a particularly ominous premonition hung heavy in my heart.
Sure enough, before we even reached the stairwell, a burst of screams erupted ahead, followed by the rapid-fire crack of gunshots. Huo Jingchuan and Brother Gao Da each grabbed one side of my head and forced me down against the wall.
Stealing a glance, I saw half a dozen heavily armed men in tight tactical gear marching up the stairs. Their faces were concealed behind silver masks that glinted faintly in the overhead lights.
Chapter 198