Zhong Qiaohui could only find from his motionless back, seeing the hand clenched into a fist on his useless leg. At that moment, her heart leapt into her throat following his action.
"We'll find them—"
Zhang Sanfeng's hoarse voice drifted out the window with a gust of night wind.
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In the hotel, as police cars, fire trucks, and other rescue forces arrived.
Ou Shihua and most of the guests in the building were rescued.
The police infiltrated the interior to search for perpetrators.
So far, it seems that neither Ou Shihua nor the other guests really understood what had happened. How could the business reception they were attending turn into an attack all of a sudden? It seems that no guests appeared to be directly attacked.
Most guests' injuries were due to panic, trampling, and collisions. Fortunately, there was no actual fire in the hotel, and the space was wide enough, so the trampling wasn't disastrously severe. Most suffered only minor injuries.
