Super Special Forces King

Chapter 743 Hotel Crisis (1)

743、

"Sir, the breakfast you need is ready!"

Zhang Feng stood up and walked towards the door, "Wait a moment."

When I walked to the door, through the cat's eyes, I saw the waiter standing outside the door. He was about 30 years old. He was wearing a shirt. The shirt was covered with a waistcoat and neat oil head. He looked very clean.

He opened the door and said, "Come on."

"Okay, sir." The waiter walked in with the dining car and put the prepared meals on the table one by one.

Zhang Feng stared at his back, his brows suddenly wrinkled slightly, and his originally relaxed body also tightened slightly.

Even Sharapova saw the problem and involuntarily swept towards Zhang Feng.

Noting that there were questions in her eyes, Zhang Feng shook his head slightly unchecked, and signaled her not to rush.

Clicked on Dai'er with her chin to make her pay attention to her safety.

At this moment, Dai'er got up from the sofa and wanted to walk towards the dining table.

Sharapova stood up a step earlier and grabbed her wrist.

Dai Er asked puzzledly, "What are you doing? I'm hungry."

The waiter who was fiddling with the meal stiffened, and then suddenly turned around, reaching into his arms.

The moment his body froze, Zhang Feng moved!

When the waiter turned around, before the gun he took out of his arms had time to lift up, the MP5 in Zhang Feng's hand was already on top of his Heavenly Spirit Cover!

"Honestly don't move!" Shen Sheng said.

Dai'er was also frightened and stupid. She really didn't expect that the waiter who came to deliver the breakfast was the one to assassinate!

After all, Sharapova had seen too many markets compared to her. She was not surprised by this situation. She quickly pulled Delil back behind her and whispered to Zhang Feng, "What should we do now?"

"How to do?"

Zhang Feng's brows were tightly furrowed together, and he suddenly raised his hand, and the **** of his rifle slammed into the waiter's head.

The waiter's eyes widened, his eyes rolled, and the whole person collapsed on the dining table, slipped to the ground and passed out into a coma.

He opened his mouth and said: "You two will go back to the room immediately, change your clothes as quickly as possible, take away the necessary things, and discard all the others. This is exposed. We can't stay any longer!"

"Okay!" Sharapova showed the results of the training at this time, replied swiftly and swiftly, pulling the still a little dazed, and ran towards the bedroom.

Zhang Feng quickly searched the comatose waiter and found no useful information.

To be able to perform such a task, it must be a well-trained generation, and the simplest way to hide identity is unlikely to cause problems.

Now, what he wants to know most in his heart is which strength this person belongs to.

Is it the Brazilian official or some other black market organization? And whether their goal is Dale or Sharapova!

When he observed the back of the waiter, Zhang Feng had already discovered the clue.

The walking pace of this waiter is extremely heavy, indicating that he is a practicing family. There is also a thick layer of calluses on his tiger's mouth, which can only be worn out by touching the gun all the year round.

Sharapova also saw it. The reason why Zhang Feng didn't do anything was to see if his target was Sharapova or Dale.

It's just that Dai'er broke through and told the other party to give an early warning and start in advance.

Two minutes later, Delil and Sharapova both ran out, except for the necessary things stuffed into the small backpack behind them, and the other unnecessary things were discarded in the room.

"go!"

Zhang Feng didn't talk nonsense and said directly.

Pushing open the door, reaching behind with one hand holding the **** of the rifle, he walked quickly towards the elevator.

Sharapova and Dai Er are closely following Zhang Feng.

At this moment, Dai'er didn't dare to have any thoughts of disobeying Zhang Feng. She had never thought that anyone wanted to assassinate her. Now that you know the stakes, you naturally know what to do, and you can save your life as much as possible!

When they walked to the elevator entrance, they saw that the elevator was at the bottom. It would take at least ten minutes to climb to the eighteenth floor where they are sitting.

Folded his brows tightly, and said coldly: "It's too late! Go, go back to the room!"

After speaking, walk quickly towards the room!

Sharapova was a little puzzled. Didn't she go back to the room at this time and wait for her to come?

Quickly followed Zhang Feng, and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure we will go back now?"

At such an urgent time, Zhang Feng would not allow anyone to question his decision! There can only be one voice in a team, and only in this way can the greatest execution power be exerted!

With a cold face, he suddenly turned around and looked back at Sharapova coldly.

Sharapova was shocked when she saw Zhang Feng's expression.

"Didn’t your father teach you what is obedience? Didn’t you teach you what is absolute obedience? Now the three of us are a team, and I am the commander of this team. What do you want to do? ?"

Sharapova said: "Obey!"

"Then do you still doubt my decision?" Zhang Feng said solemnly!

"No doubt!" Sharapova said.

Zhang Feng didn't continue speaking, turned around and ran to the room quickly, opened the door with his room key, and said: "Quickly go in! Use the fastest time to pull the sheets and curtains into strips and twist them into ropes!"

Sharapova did not dare to object.

Zhang Feng closed the door, dragged him past the unconscious waiter, and let him sit on the ground with his back leaning against the door.

After locking the door from the inside, he ran to each room quickly, looking down from the window.

On the surface, the following is no different from usual, but Zhang Feng has seen the problem.

At this moment, the number of people below is obviously less than usual, that is to say, someone has cleared the scene.

What about the people still walking down there? That must be the other person's pretending! The entire hotel is under the control of the other party.

This can also explain why all the elevators are on the bottom floor when you walk to the elevator shaft! Now all the way out of the hotel, including elevators, steps should be in the control of the other party!

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng's mind settled slightly.

Because the other party can achieve such a degree, it shows a problem, that is, the person who came is the official Brazilian, otherwise it is impossible to completely control the hotel.

And all the officials in the world have a common problem, or characteristic, that is too much scruples!

Then their scruples are what Zhang Feng can use!

The eyeballs rolled around twice, Zhang Feng walked quickly to the door, opened a gap in the door, took out the grenade hidden in his clothes, and extended his arm along the door to the door.

Since the other party controls the hotel, he can naturally see the grenade!