One of them carried an oil barrel while the other pushed a trash can and ran out of the warehouse.
As soon as they got out, they saw more than a dozen wax figures in front of the door.
The blond man was about to pour oil on them when he heard the sound of gunshots. The wax figures in front of him were all killed.
"Quick!"
Mo Qiong shouted. He was running out of bullets.
He had used up all his magazines and only had 70 bullets left in his guns.
At this moment, he was controlling the crane to rise while he continued to shoot the wax figures.
The crane arm was very thin. After it rose, only one or two wax figures could climb up at a time.
However, the wax figures were also quite sinister. Only a small portion of them climbed up the crane arm while many of them climbed from the surrounding walls to the dome of the workshop and started to bombard the ceiling.
The densely packed wax figures were hanging from the ceiling. When they gathered above Mo Qiong's head, they jumped down directly, forcing Mo Qiong to shoot them one by one.
If one of them missed and hit him, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Oh my god …" Xiao Feng saw and could not help but feel numb. Although Mo Qiong did not face as many enemies as he did when he was surrounded, the scene was too scary.
One by one, the wax figures fell from the sky as if they were diving. If it were him, he would probably be knocked down in less than two shots.
However, Mo Qiong could shoot them all in mid-air. When they fell, they were already ordinary wax figures.
"Can he still shoot calmly at this time? What if he makes a mistake? "Xiao Feng was speechless.
"That's too scary. But he won't be able to hold on for long. Let's take this barrel and leave quickly!" The blond man said anxiously.
"Yes, let's not take the second barrel. Let's retreat first!" Xiao Feng nodded.
They could only carry two trash cans at most. They could not push more trash cans. After all, they weighed more than 50 kilograms.
Seeing that Mo Qiong was in danger, they could not care less about taking more. They might as well retreat first.
The fact that Mo Qiong was surrounded was scary enough from afar. They could not imagine how dangerous it was for Mo Qiong to be hit by countless wax figures.
The wax figures fell so fast. It was as if many targets were falling from a building and they had to hit the bull's eye before they hit the ground.
"He's trying to save bullets and buy us more time. But it's too dangerous," Xiao Feng said.
Although this method consumed less bullets, it required a higher level of skill. When the wax figures fell, they would block each other's vision, making it impossible for them to make any mistakes. If they missed a moment, the price would be death.
Compared to that, it was better to be surrounded. Although there were many enemies to kill, at least there was a buffer time. The wax figures would not appear in front of him in an instant.
It was already difficult enough to take care of this, not to mention that many wax figures were climbing up the crane like ants.
But there was no other way. Bullets were limited, so every second was precious.
"Let's go back to the lab." Xiao Feng pushed the trash can and sprinted while the blond covered him with the oil barrel.
However, at this moment, Mo Qiong shouted, "Don't come over, leave through that gap!"
The two of them were shocked. Although Mo Qiong did not point, they knew where Mo Qiong was referring to.
It was the gap that Li Qing had blocked previously. The wax figurines had opened it up, but only a few of them wandered out. Most of them were still chasing after Mo Qiong.
"Why?" Xiao Feng was puzzled. Why did they suddenly change their plans?
Mo Qiong shouted, "You don't have time to go back. Leave the workshop first. Don't get in the way! Hurry up! "
The two of them knew that now was not the time to hesitate. They immediately turned around and ran toward the gap.
When they reached the gap, they heard the gunshots behind them stop.
"Oh no, he's out of bullets." Xiao Feng was shocked and hurriedly looked back.
He saw that Mo Qiong had already controlled the crane to move him near the lab. Now that he was out of bullets, he threw the gun in his left hand and hit a falling wax figure. Then, he immediately jumped out of the crane.
"Plop, plop." The wax figures fell into the crane one by one. If Mo Qiong did not jump down, he would have been smashed into pieces by the wax figures.
However, there were more wax figures below. What would happen if he fell in?
Xiao Feng's heart was in his throat. He saw Mo Qiong jump four meters away and hit the glass window of the lab that he had smashed with the oil barrel.
"Clang!" Mo Qiong curled his body and hit the windowsill. Then, he flipped over and fell into the lab. He did not fall into the pile of wax figures.
Xiao Feng's face was ashen. "Oh no … Can he still fight his way out?"
He finally knew why Mo Qiong asked them to leave through the gap here.
At that time, Mo Qiong was about to run out of bullets. He must have thought of jumping back into the lab when he ran out of bullets to avoid falling into the group of wax figures.
However, not to mention how dangerous it was to fall from a height of six meters, the wax figures that were crazily chasing through the window and crowding into the lab were enough to make Mo Qiong suffer.
The wax figures swarmed into the lab. There were too many of them, and many of them were blocking the door.
It was so crowded that it was impossible for them to push the trash cans back the way they came.
If they did not listen to Mo Qiong, there would only be two outcomes.
First, they were surrounded by wax figures and would definitely die.
Second, Mo Qiong could only not jump over to prevent the wax figures from blocking the lab. However, if he did that, he would definitely die. If Mo Qiong died, they would not be able to live either.
"Go! Let's go! " Xiao Feng and the blond man could not go back. They could only brace themselves and run in the corridor. When they encountered scattered wax figures, they would desperately burn them.
At that moment, they did not know how Mo Qiong was doing inside. The brown-haired man was still looking at the painting. Now that he was blocked by wax figures, they did not know if he could come out and join them.
However, they could not just wait here. They had to find a way upstairs.
"Can he come out?" the blond man mumbled.
Xiao Feng shook his head. "I don't know. If we can get a gun from the ammunition depot in time, we still have a chance. If we can't … "
If they could not make it in time, they would be dead. The places that were touched by the wax figures immediately turned into wax. The wax figures were not weak either. With a scratch, their flesh and blood would be torn off like wax.
After suffering such injuries once, they would suffer more. In the end, they would end up like Li Qing.
Although the two of them were worried, there was nothing they could do. At first, Mo Qiong wanted to leave with the feed while they wanted to stay and defend.
However, they did not expect that after a fierce battle, Mo Qiong would be trapped in the lab while they left with the feed intact.
"What do we do?" the blond man asked anxiously when he saw the wax figures chasing after them.
Xiao Feng gritted his teeth. "Let's go. It was not easy to bring the feed out. Of course, we have to send it to the Blue and White Club immediately."
"Let the people above free up as soon as possible so that we can save him."
…
Mo Qiong fell from the high platform. It seemed extremely dangerous, but in fact, he had absolute confidence.
It looked like he had jumped over a distance of four meters and fell into the lab's window. In fact, he had first thrown the gun in his right hand and then hugged it. Using the force of the Aerial Gun, he accurately landed in the lab.
However, when the gun reached its destination, he fell directly onto the windowsill. He had taken the brunt of the impact.
"Ouch …" Mo Qiong held his waist. He was in so much pain that his expression was distorted.
This time, he felt like his ribs were about to break. The pain was excruciating. When he touched it, there were even traces of blood.
He staggered to his feet and did not dare to waste any time. He immediately rushed to the ammunition depot.
Along the way, he kicked away all the tables, chairs, and benches that were in his way.
When a wax figure climbed in through the window, it was immediately hit in the head. It was either a metal frame that flew over and hit its head or a table that flew over and slapped its face.
However, Mo Qiong soon stopped in his tracks. This was because he saw the blond man not far away.
The blond man was standing not far from the window. He was still dutifully staring at the painting. Even when the countless sounds around him disturbed him and he broke out in cold sweat, he still insisted on staring at the oil painting.
"Is anyone there? What happened? "Hearing the countless footsteps approaching, the blond man trembled. However, he did not dare to look.
There were already wax figures rushing in front of him. He was so scared that he stepped back and looked at the back of the figure in the painting.
Mo Qiong hurriedly shouted, "I'm here. Don't panic. Just look at the painting. Leave the rest to me!"
"Okay … okay …" The blond man responded. Facing the fear of the unknown, he was really calm. Although he was scared to death, he still insisted on not looking up. The wax figures were already in front of him, but he still insisted on staring at the painting.
It had to be said that the people selected by the Blue and White Society to watch 382 were all reliable. Unreliable D-level personnel would not be sent to do this.
Mo Qiong turned around and rushed over. He pulled the blond man and ran while throwing all kinds of things around him at the wax figures.
In fact, he wanted to grab two stools and dance around to banish all of them. However, as long as it was something carried by a human, the wax figures could also be touched and turned into wax. They would break after a few swings.
On the other hand, the laboratory was not as big as the factory just now. Many of the cameras here were still intact. He was not surrounded, so it was not good for him to do too much.
"Don't keep thinking about destroying all the wax figures. It's still too difficult for me to do it alone … unless I have an unlimited number of Desert Eagles …"
Mo Qiong sighed. Xiao Feng and the others had already left with the food. Now, he only needed to fight his way out of the encirclement and meet up with them.
He saw the blond man sit on a chair and said, "Sit tight!"
Then, he kicked the chair. The blond man slid on the chair and staggered to the entrance of the ammunition warehouse 20 meters away.
The blond man was spinning around. He curled up on the chair and felt dizzy. However, he still insisted on staring at the painting.
Mo Qiong chased after him. When the wax figures behind him were about to catch up, he opened the door and rushed into the ammunition warehouse.
After bringing the blond man in, he reloaded the magazine while looking at the corner of the wall.
He saw that Li Qing's body was already cold. It was pale white like a dead person. His turbid eyes were staring at the ceiling. There was even a mocking smile on his face.
"He's still dead …" Mo Qiong walked over and felt his pulse. Then, he closed his eyes.
After mourning for two seconds, he stood up and said to the blond man, "Follow me closely later. Don't worry about anything else. Just focus on the painting."
"Oh right, I won't be able to free my hands to pull you. Now, you have to fix the painting on my back … Uh, do you know about the eagle catching the chick?"
The blond man was an Australian. He stared at the painting with a dumbfounded expression and said, "What … the eagle catching the chick?"
Mo Qiong curled his lips and said, "Anyway, the painting is on my back. You just have to keep your eyes on it. Wherever it goes, you follow. If it turns, you follow."
"Don't lose it. Otherwise, I won't be able to save you."
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