Three steps, from the fourth floor to the three-story step platform, Wei Tianan stayed on top of the three steps.

Wei Tianan's back was pressed against the wall, and he let go of the perceptual abilities he could use: hearing, sight, smell, as if he were facing a great enemy......

And An Tianwei, who is separated by a wall from Wei Tianan, is stuck on the outer wall with the whole person. He and Wei Tianan are separated by a wall, but their position is almost on the same level.

If the wall between the two is removed, the posture of the two is exactly that An Tianwei hugs Wei Tianan from behind.

Neither of them moved, and they were both trying their best to let go of their perceptions.

At this time, Wei Tianan undoubtedly occupied the vast majority of the initiative. As long as An Tianwei makes a little movement, he may be discovered, and he will fall into an unfavorable situation.

Wei Tian'an was deeply jealous of An Tianwei's concealment skills, although there seemed to be nothing abnormal in the spiral staircase of the safe passage, but there was always a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Because of this uneasiness, Wei Tianan leaned his body against the wall and did not make any movements.

The two are like guessing a dumb riddle, and whoever guesses the answer to the riddle first will have a great chance of winning this duel.

Both were extremely patient and tenacious. Time seems to stand still at this point.

A quarter of an hour passes, half an hour passes, an hour passes......

Even when Deputy Mayor Gong, who was preparing to be a yellow finch outside the drug rehabilitation center, was restless, the two of them remained the same.

When an hour and a half had passed, Wei Tianan finally exhaled heavily, and his whole person seemed to be relaxed, and his nerves were no longer tense.

His feet moved, and he walked down a step.

It was as if there was a minefield below that had never been swept before, and Wei Tian'an's downward step was particularly cautious, because his footsteps seemed to become a little thicker.

After taking the next step, he did not continue down, but stood still, staring thoughtfully at the hole in the wall above the small platform at the turn.

The hole in the wall is one meter above the small platform, and the bottom end of the circular hole is exactly at waist level with him.

He stood on the steps, as if calculating something.

Then, suddenly, without warning, he jumped up and flew straight towards the hole in the wall.

As he leaped towards the hole in the wall, Ling Shou completed a 180-degree rotation and turned his back upward.

As a result, his upper body passed through the hole in the wall unimpeded, exactly at a ninety angle to the perpendicular wall.

When he flew into the air, his body not only completed a 180-degree rotation, but also bent his whole body into a "C" shape lying upside down, and the hand holding the gun was raised and stretched, and before his head had passed through the hole in the wall, he had already fired several shots at the outer wall, and there was a continuous muffled sound of fluttering.

The bullet shot at the place where An Tianwei was hiding just now, and a lot of debris was punched out of the wall, flying in all directions.

At the same time as the gunshot rang out, his upper body also flew out of the hole in the wall. At this time, the force of the leap weakened, and his body sank slightly under the gravity.

The military thorn held in one hand was accurately pierced into the wall of the circular wall that was not thick. At the same time, the legs that are slightly bent are hooked to the lower end of the hole along the wall with the crook of the legs.

Hooking the bottom of the hole in the wall with his leg to offset the outward momentum, and supporting the downward gravity of the body with the military thorn that pierced into the wall, this is an extremely difficult and complicated action, but Wei Tianan completed it perfectly.

So, the entire upper half of his body was exposed outside the wall, but he found that the place where he shot just now was empty.

With a strong hand, the hand holding the thorn pulled back the body exposed outside the wall, and his person sat down on the hole in the wall, and with a little exertion, he jumped onto the small platform with four turns and three floors.

"Delusion?" Wei Tianan asked himself and shook his head.

Since he didn't find danger, he stabbed the general in his hand and played with a beautiful knife flower, so he decisively turned his attention to the next layer. And his back naturally moved in the direction of the five-turned-four-platform he had stopped on just now.

This is an extremely short period of relaxation!

The moment the danger is lifted, anyone's psyche will be paralyzed by laxity. The length of time for slack varies from person to person.

A master of this level like Wei Tian'an, the time for relaxation is extremely short, so short that it can hardly be called a shortcoming.

Because there are very few people in the world who can grasp the opportunity of his shortcomings.

However, very little doesn't mean nothing!

He turned down, and before his perception could be fully opened, an incomparably huge alarm suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, making him feel a little panicked.

He hears the wind!

No, to be precise, it's the sound of the wind breaking through the sky!

Someone broke through the wind and attacked!

He suddenly understood, and his body turned sharply, and faster than his body turned was the gun with a silencer in his hand.

The sharp turning was only halfway through before it stopped.

It wasn't that he wanted to stop, but he was interrupted by a strong force.

His body failed to complete the turn, and naturally it was impossible to face the attacker, but the corner of his eye swept his face.

This face has no expression, a straight nose, thick sword eyebrows, and radiant but indifferent eyes......

This face, he couldn't be more familiar with it.

The people he has killed dare not say that they are more than a thousand, but the number of hundreds is definitely not an exaggeration. Among these people who were killed by him, there were all kinds of identities and faces, men, women, and even old people, each face had a different expression when he was killed.

He couldn't remember the faces that fell from the muzzle of his gun or the stabbing of the army, but he could never forget the young face in front of him.

His fingers reflexively pulled the trigger, and although he knew that the muzzle of the gun was not aimed at the wolf fang that was rushing at him, it was instinctive.

Only one shot was fired......

The bullets were almost exhausted when he flew out of the wall, and only the last bullet was left, and it was finally fired.

The bullet hit the stairs and then flew somewhere.

His other hand holding the thorn had only been lifted a little, and he could no longer lift it.

Because in the pupils of his eyes, a bright red trail rose unusually gorgeously.

This brilliant bright red trail was infinitely magnified in his eyes, becoming a rainbow bridge erected between heaven and earth, and finally filled all his eyes.

His eyes were bright red.

Corresponding to the bright red trajectory, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Then, the face that he hated so much was pressed against his face before his consciousness sank.

His body was hit backwards and backwards, until it hit the wall hard, and there was no way to retreat.

"An Tianwei, why do you always win?" That was his last word.

As he said this, blood was pouring out of his mouth, making it sound a little blurry.

(Good night friends......)