Chapter 183 One, Two, Three

In the darkness, the sound of hurried breathing reverberated, not only from the soldiers along both sides of the corridor but also from the frantic hotel attendants trapped in the middle.

But perhaps because they had just been scolded by the soldiers, the people in the workroom were only sobbing softly, without screaming or daring to recklessly run out.

The gunfire had temporarily ceased, but it seemed both sides had entered a standoff.

The fully enclosed corridor had no windows, hence no light could filter in. Wrapped in utter darkness and suppression, only the faint scent of blood lingered at the tip of everyone's noses.

The encroaching sense of death tested their psychological limits.

Suddenly, a sharp "ding" rang out in the dead silence of the darkness.

The Capital Commandant, who was crouching on the ground, suddenly looked in that direction.

His counterpart, the deputy officer, took this opportunity to quickly retreat, blending into the darkness on the left side.