Chapter 7: Fifteen Seconds of Life and Death! (Part 1)

  "It's close! It's close!!" Ling Fei looked at the elevator door less than three meters away from him, his heart screaming. If he wasn't scared at this moment, it would be impossible. Think about it, who could stroll around leisurely with a dozen or so bodyguards standing behind them, holding guns and constantly shooting threats?

  In just a few seconds, Ling Fei rushed to the elevator and pressed the button with one hand. The "ding" sound was like music to his ears at this tense moment.

  The elevator doors slowly opened, and a bullet whizzed into the elevator, making a metallic sound inside. Ling Fei immediately ducked into the elevator and hid behind the cover of the partially open doors, thinking quickly in his mind while pressing the button for the first floor. It wasn't until the elevator doors closed that Ling Fei realized something was off - the Huatian Building must be controlled by the three families, so controlling a small elevator would be child's play. As soon as this thought occurred to him, a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead. With his life hanging in the balance, Ling Fei's brain spun rapidly, and in the instant before the elevator doors closed, he swiftly took action, jamming his phone into the gap. Before the elevator doors could react and open again, the elevator had already begun to descend slowly, and the doors were stuck, opening and closing repeatedly. The phone that was stuck there was the new one Zheng Dong had given Ling Fei, and it had fulfilled its duty...

  At this moment, Ling Fei's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he leaned against the wall of the elevator, watching as the opposite wall quickly rose, occasionally revealing gaps between floors. Ling Fei let out a sigh, waiting for the elevator to reach the first floor, thinking to himself: "This time it's going to be tough, Lin Canghai and his people probably won't give up easily... Never mind, when soldiers come, we'll use our generalship; when water comes, we'll use our earthworks... If the sky falls, there's always a silly big guy to rely on..."

  ……

  The thirtieth floor, Lin Canghai's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, with a purplish-green scar on his neck, which was exactly the scratch left by Ling Fei. Lin Canghai loosened his tie and said word by word: "Notify immediately, stop that elevator for me!!"

  A group of guests were all silent, tonight's shock to them was quite strong. One person single-handedly threatened the dragon head of Shanghai and then left safely, which undoubtedly gave three families a loud slap in the face.

  At this moment when everyone was silent, no one noticed that Shen Qingyu took advantage of the chaos and slowly backed out...

  ……

  Ling Fei was currently racking his brains to figure out how to escape the Hua Tian Building, when suddenly, the slowly descending elevator jerked violently. Ling Fei's body shook as he opened his eyes due to the discomfort caused by the sudden stop of the elevator, and found that it had come to a halt mid-air.

  Ling Fei subconsciously looked at the floor display of the elevator, now on the third floor. Ling Fei let out a big sigh of relief. If it had stopped on one of the upper floors, Ling Fei would have been in real trouble.

  With an unknown thought in his mind, Ling Fei slowly got up, flipped off the surveillance camera in the elevator with his middle finger, and smiled; "Fools, I'm out of here!" After finishing speaking, he picked up the phone that was stuck in the elevator door and put it in his pocket, then crawled out of the elevator. As soon as Ling Fei came out of the elevator, he was stunned.

  Third floor, a height that was not considered high at ordinary times, but now it felt incredibly heavy in Ling Fei's heart. Looking at the twenty or so burly black-clad men in front of him, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley; "It's over, this time I'm really done for."

  If it were usual, Ling Fei would directly rush over and knock them all down before leaving with ease. However, now that his abilities and strength are being suppressed, for him to confront twenty or so well-trained black-clothed men is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

  Ling Fei took a glance at the angles in the corridor and found that the positions of these twenty or so people were very clever, perfectly blocking all the possible gaps for Ling Fei to slip through, and also blocking his line of sight. Ling Fei knew that if he wanted to go downstairs and return home safely, he would have to fight it out with these twenty or so bodyguards.

  Ling Fei thought of that, and the entangled heart also became clear. He stretched out one hand, with the other hand in his pocket, and made a very provocative gesture. Then he narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Let's go up together..."

  The crowd of black-clad men seemed to show no abnormal emotions due to Ling Fei's provocation, and they continued to organize their formation in an orderly manner, striving to capture Ling Fei under the most advantageous circumstances!

  Ling Fei didn't care about that, without absolute strength, he would use absolute weirdness! The wild route was also a kind of strength! Ling Fei's distance from the group of black-clothed men was only tens of meters, but these tens of meters seemed to have become an insurmountable chasm.

  Ling Fei took a few deep breaths, expelling the stale air from his lungs. A glint of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, his body burst out like a shot. The corridor was not spacious, and the twenty or so black-clad men were clearly unable to move freely. However, as soon as Ling Fei made his move, the first six black-clad men also sprang into action.

  Ling Fei charged forward fearlessly, meeting the six black-clad men head-on. With a sudden kick of his right foot against the wall beside him, he sprang upwards at an angle, leaping about half a meter into the air. Without hesitation, Ling Fei kicked off the left wall with his left foot, propelling himself even higher. At this moment, the six black-clad men had already closed in on him! But Ling Fei made a move that none of them could have anticipated - he reached out and grabbed hold of the lamp fixture on the ceiling, swinging it with all his might before executing a flawless backflip, landing lightly amidst the group of black-clad men. The moment his feet touched the ground, Ling Fei launched himself at the nearest black-clad man with a swift elbow strike.

  The man in black quickly reacted, one palm catching Ling Fei's elbow strike, retreating several steps, his arm trembling, weakly dangling to the side. Even though Ling Fei's body was not as it used to be, his long-accumulated strength in that one blow was still not something the man in black could catch off guard, and at least a fracture had occurred in the man in black's forearm.

  Quickly taking down a man in black, Ling Fei was also surrounded by a group of men in black, and suffered many punches and kicks. Ling Fei endured the intense pain on his body, blocking a punch from one of the men in black that came straight at his face. He only felt a suffocating sensation in his chest, followed by an intense pain in his lower back. His entire body lost balance and he fell forward. In his mind, he thought: "It's over, I've been ambushed."

  Just as Ling Fei was about to fall, he slapped his palm on the ground and flipped his body in a strange motion, landing on both feet before charging forward a few steps to steady himself. "Damn it, dare to kick me? You're dead!" But this unknown black-clad person's kick also allowed Ling Fei to break through the encirclement, with less than ten steps left to reach the staircase entrance.

  But within the ten steps, there were nearly five black-clad men blocking the way. Ling Fei's face turned dark, and he gritted his teeth, using all his strength to jump up from where he was standing. He wrapped his legs around a black-clad man's neck, used his waist to exert force, and lifted the man's entire body up before slamming him to the side. Ling Fei also fell to the ground, and just as he was about to get up, someone kicked him hard in the stomach, sending him rolling towards the staircase until he finally stabilized. Coughing, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, lying on his back with his head tilted, looking at the black-clad man who had kicked him and smiled wryly: "Kid, not enough strength yet... but this kick, I've got it memorized!" After that, Ling Fei grabbed the iron railing of the staircase nearby, used his arm to exert force, and slid across the floor. With a sudden turn, he rolled down the stairs, got up, and didn't dare look back, listening to the chaotic footsteps behind him as he ran downstairs.

  ……

  The Black Eagle squad had already laid out a trap worthy of heaven and earth at all the high points outside the Haotian Building, just waiting for Ling Fei to appear, one strike would pierce his head!

  At this moment, Black Hawk No. 1 was lying on the rooftop of a half-built supermarket building seven hundred meters away from the Haotian Building, with construction materials scattered around, undoubtedly the best cover. He lay on the cold concrete floor, holding his sniper rifle through a square hole he had chiseled out with tools, looking at the main entrance of the Haotian Building through a night vision scope that had been processed.

  As a killer, the necessary qualities are two points: patience and will! An excellent killer must wait motionless at the same location for the target to appear, resting only a few hours a day. During rest, they must take necessary measures to avoid missing the opportunity when the character appears. They can only drink a few mouthfuls of water and eat half a dry bread every day.

  Enduring the scorching sun, the howling wind, and the rain and snow that cannot be withstood, all require a stronger will and patience than ordinary people to achieve. Not to mention waiting for Ling Fei's short tens of minutes, even if it's waiting here for a day and night, the Black Hawk team would not have any complaints. Just as Black Hawk No. 1 was staring coldly at the front door, an insect flew to his eyes, suddenly drilling in, and Flying Hawk No. 1 subconsciously closed his eyes. His eyes were closed and reopened, only needing less than a second, but this less-than-a-second saved Ling Fei's life.

  Ling Fei burst out of the encirclement of twenty or so black-clad men on the third floor and immediately rushed down to the first floor. Just as his hand touched the door handle of the main entrance of the Grand Sky Building, a chill ran down his spine, causing him to shudder involuntarily. In that instant, Ling Fei felt an extreme danger that threatened his life. This terrifying intuition had saved Ling Fei many times before. So, after a brief pause, his mind quickly turned around and two words flashed through his brain: "Assassin..."

  As he thought of this, Ling Fei suddenly pulled open the door and kicked out with both feet, instantly retreating a terrifying distance of almost eight meters. He rolled on the ground and rolled to the other side of the street. Just as his hands touched the stone curb on the other side of the street, there was a loud "bang" sound coming from where he had just rolled over. Ling Fei didn't dare think twice and immediately got up and ran towards the alleyway between the two buildings in front of him.

  Black Hawk No. 1 saw Ling Fei escape from his gun, and he slammed the cement floor beside him heavily; "Damn it!" Who would have thought that in just one second, Ling Fei could quickly react to the ambush of killers around him and make accurate countermeasures? Nobody could think of it, nor did Black Hawk No. 1.

  PS: The little one is coming, asking for a ticket.