Muha quickly dodged and pulled Number Three at the same time. The bullet hit the ground and missed.
"Up there!" Muha said quickly. He raised his hand and fired two shots at the top of the warehouse. At the same time, he ran as fast as he could to the middle of the warehouse, where there was a pile of stone that could be used as cover.
Number Three also fired four or five shots at the top of the warehouse, then ran to Muha's side and asked, "Are you being followed?"
"You're being followed!" She was sure that no one was following her. She had already observed her surroundings and didn't see anyone hiding above the warehouse. Obviously, there was only one possibility, and that was that the other party had been waiting here before she arrived. She just couldn't understand, if the other party's target was Number Three, then why did they wait until now to make their move? The other party could have made his move before she arrived.
"Impossible!" Number Three flatly denied, "I'm very careful, no one is following me!"
"There's no point in arguing about this now!" Muha was a little impatient. "Give me the USB drive first!"
Number Three hesitated for a moment, but still handed the USB drive to Muha.
Muha put away the USB drive and said to Number Three, "Cover me, I'll rush out first!"
"What about me?" Number Three was furious. "You're just going to let me wait here for death?"
"Who told you to wait here for death?" Muha was a little unhappy. "I'll go around there and kill the enemy above the warehouse!"
"Alright, let's do that!" Number Three immediately agreed.
Muha looked at Number Three suspiciously. Was this really the agent who had been undercover in the terrorist organization for nearly ten years? Why did it feel like something was wrong?
However, she didn't think too much about it. Perhaps it was just that Number Three was too suspicious.
"Get ready, three, two, one …" Muha whispered. "Move!"
Mu Ha sprang up and dashed towards the entrance of the warehouse with ethereal steps.
"Bang, bang, bang …" Behind him, gunshots rang out continuously.
A trace of vigilance welled up from the bottom of her heart. Muha felt a murderous aura coming from behind her. She instinctively stepped to the side, but she was still a step too late. A burning pain came from her left arm, and a bullet flew past her skin.
"Bang bang!" Muhan fired back and turned around, only to see the ferocious expression on Number Three's face. The one who had just shot at her was none other than Number Three!
"So you're the real traitor!" Muhan had already hidden behind another pile of stones, and her voice was very angry. She finally knew why she felt that something was wrong. It was a trap!
"I'm not a traitor!" Number Three's hoarse voice was heard, "It's just that you're not qualified to be the leader of the Earth team!"
"Sun Bowen told you to kill me, didn't he?" Muhan wasn't stupid. When he heard Number Three's words, he immediately deduced.
"Muhan, you don't have to trick me. After you die, the King of Hell will tell you the answer!" Number Three snorted coldly, then fired another shot at Muhan. "Bam!"
The bullet flew over Muhan's head, but Muhan didn't retaliate. She didn't have many bullets left, and what was even worse was that besides Number Three, there was at least one more enemy in the dark. She had thought that her side was two against one, but now the situation was reversed. She had to fight one against two, and there might even be more than two people on the other side.
Looking at her left arm, she couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, her husband's footwork was exquisite, and thanks to her husband's cleansing of her marrow, her movements had become quite nimble. Therefore, even though Rat No. 3 had shot at her from behind and caught her off guard, she was still able to dodge almost all of the bullets. Only one of the bullets had grazed her skin.
Although her left arm hurt a little and was still bleeding, it wasn't serious and didn't affect her combat strength at all.
"In that case, the so-called attack plan was fake, right?" Muhan asked loudly as he took out his cell phone, but she quickly realized that there was no signal on it. It seemed that the cell phone signal here had been blocked, and the other party didn't even give her a chance to ask for help.
"If you don't come, then it's true." Number Three sneered, "Mu Ha, you'd better accept your fate. You're dead for sure today!"
"Despicable!" Muhan cursed. She understood what Number Three meant. If she didn't fall for it, there might be a real attack, and then she would have to take responsibility for it. In other words, whether she fell for it or not, it would be difficult for her to have a good ending.
"Bang bang!" Number Three didn't say anything and gave Muhan two shots, but it was still impossible to hit him.
Muhan looked up at the top of the warehouse, looking for traces of another enemy. If there were no enemies above, she was sure that she could go out and easily kill Number Three, but because there was still someone watching from above, she didn't dare to act rashly.
"Bang!" At that moment, another gunshot rang out, but this time, it came from above the warehouse.
"Ugh!" A blood-curdling scream rang out, but it came from the mouth of Number Three.
Muhan couldn't help but be stunned. What was going on? Shouldn't Number Three and the gunmen above the warehouse be together? Could it be that she was mistaken? In fact, the gunmen above the warehouse weren't in cahoots with Number Three?
"Boom!" At that moment, a loud noise came from the top of the warehouse. Muhan looked up and saw a large hole in the top of the warehouse. A tall figure fell from the sky.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Without hesitation, Muhan fired at every figure in the air.
Unfortunately, even though the other party was in the air, he seemed to be able to dodge. In short, even when the other party fell to the ground, she still didn't hit him with a single shot. Even worse, she discovered that she had run out of bullets in her pistol.
"Miss Muhan, you should be out of bullets, right?" A loud voice suddenly rang out. "Why don't you come out and fight me fairly? I can guarantee that I won't shoot. "
Muhan hesitated for a moment, then flashed out. Under the light of the lamp, she could see that the other party was an Oriental man in his thirties, but he didn't look Chinese. He was very tall, and his skin was very fair, even a little pale. He had a smile on his face, but Muhan could clearly feel that this man had a strong killing intent. This killing intent definitely didn't come out of thin air. There was only one possibility, and that was that this man's hands were already stained with blood!
"Who are you?" At the same time, he couldn't help but glance at the tall man's feet. There was a corpse there. It was Number Three.
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