Chapter 165 Finding and Responding_2

Fourth floor, not very high, faster than the snail-paced elevator, the young men had reached the fourth floor earlier by running and charging. The moment they burst into the ward, they ran out again.

"The guy is gone..."

Elvin eyed the empty ward with hands on his hips, "He couldn't have gone far, the car is still here, he must have..." He suddenly noticed something, walked over to the corridor edge and picked up a cigarette from the corner of the wall that had been lit, not yet extinguished, only half-burnt.

He picked it up, took a drag, and the strong smoke entered his lungs, making him feel a bit more at ease.

He exhaled the smoke slowly, "He's still in this building, find him!"

In the storage room, he looked at his good brother lying on the ground, blood seeping from his waist and abdomen, his expression showing pain!