625 Cross Fire

"One, two, three... there are quite a few people."

In the cramped ventilation duct, Gao Liang tried to curl up as much as possible.

Although he was tall, he was thin, which was fortunate; otherwise, he might not have been able to squeeze in.

Besides him, Yanbian Killer and a few others were also lying in the ventilation duct, carefully peering through the vent to scope out the situation in the corridor.

This was clearly the so-called method of entering from above.

While not so grand, it was still a success.

The four Yanbian Killers had silently infiltrated the seventeenth floor.

Gao Liang lay in front of a vent, extending a small mirror he had prepared.

Through the reflection in the mirror, it was evident that the entire seventeenth floor had tight security. On this corridor alone, there were three bodyguards, with one stationed every ten meters.

"Boss, what should we do?"

Gao Liang slowly withdrew the mirror, lowering his voice.