Of the remaining six enemies, three stood guard in the bank lobby with three hostages, preventing the police from entering. As for the other entrances and exits, they had been sealed tight, making them impossible to use.
They had not failed to notice the ventilation duct, but it was too high up and too narrow inside. Moving through it would make a great deal of noise, so they had dismissed it.
But that was no problem at all for Little Spider, and it allowed him to sneak inside successfully. If it had been anyone else, they might really have been unable to get in.
Little Spider hid in the shadows and observed the robbers. Each of them had a hostage beside them as a human shield. With the three hostages spread out, the snipers did not dare act rashly.
These robbers were highly professional. Even with sweat streaming down their faces from the extreme heat, they continued carefully watching everything outside.
Seeing that they wore the same equipment as the two men guarding the hostage room door, Little Spider relaxed and crawled directly across the ceiling.
None of them had expected someone to appear silently on the ceiling above their heads while they were focused on watching outside.
Little Spider looked around, considered it for a moment, and tried letting go with both hands, relying solely on his feet sticking to the ceiling.
After releasing his hands, Little Spider did not fall, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
With his hands free again, Little Spider looked at the enemies on both sides. After carefully aiming, he fired repeatedly, and several clumps of Webbing successfully sealed two men's mouths and triggers.
The enemy directly below noticed something, but before he could speak, Little Spider grabbed the gun in his