C72 (1/2)

”It's tear gas!” San Mao shouted loudly.

Tears and snot bubbled out of my eyes like a flood bursting through a dam. I barely opened up a crack, and saw that San Mao had picked up the tear gas pellets from the ground and threw them out of the window, but more and more tear gas kept coming in. The smoke kept coming out, and it was as if we were in the clouds, unable to determine the direction at all.

Everyone screamed and scurried around. But the only exit was blocked by our own tons of ingots, and we couldn't move it in a hurry.

”Jump!” ”Jump down!” I heard San Mao shout, followed by the sound of the windows shattering, and the sound of something heavy falling onto the ground.

There was no other thought in my head, and I was thinking of how to get rid of this terrible smoke. I tried to open my eyes and try to find my bearings, but all I saw was a flash of light and I leapt forward!

Fortunately, we were only on the second floor, and the thick snow below was making a cushion. When I hit the ground, I rolled forward a couple of times, in case someone jumped down and pressed down on me. Then I quickly dug out two snowflakes and pressed them to my eyes.

I couldn't help but moan, but I couldn't keep my eyes open. I just sat there in the snow.

”Nobody move! Kneel on the ground and raise your hands above your head! ” I heard someone shout, and I had no choice but to do so. A moment later, someone came over and took the gun from my hand, then grabbed my collar and dragged me over.

”Kneel here! ”Kneel well!” The man pressed my neck, making me kneel in the snow again, and I squinted to see vaguely that we were lined up in a row, a few men with guns standing in front of us.

Suddenly, I heard a clamor coming from the far side of the room, mixed with the cries of several girls. I thought to myself, this is bad, San Tu and the others must have escaped beforehand and were caught.

Sure enough, a while later, San Tu, Zhang Yiling, Aunt Chen and Little Casey were all escorted out.

”Go kneel!” As the voice continued to command, I felt a person kneel beside me. I squinted my eyes and saw that it was San Tu.

”They also have an ambush at the front door!” San Tu whispered to me.

I shook my head and cursed myself. How could these clearly trained professional soldiers not know how to outflank every possible exit?

”Chief, we've found the item!” I heard another voice say.

I looked up and could vaguely see that the person who had spoken had walked over and handed something to the person standing in front of me. Judging from the size and shape of the thing, it should be a embroidered box that San Tu had been carrying all day.

The person was stunned when he opened the embroidered box. I couldn't see the expression on the man's face, but I could imagine how angry he was, and I felt an absurd pleasure in wanting to laugh out loud.

”Where are the items?” He threw the box into the snow, and it bounced off the snow. It rolled a few times and hit me in the knee, and when the lid opened, it was empty. I felt San Tu's body shudder as well, as if he was extremely shocked by this result.

”I'll say it again!” Where did the thing go? ” The man roared.

Everyone was silent. Of course, no one but me knew that the Ashura was in my pocket.