Luke sped up and dashed toward the stairs not far away.
"The enemies are mainly near the entrances at six, nine, and twelve o 'clock. They're closing in on Martin and Roger's room. There are about thirty people outside." Selina continued to report on the enemies' movements.
"What about the distribution of enemies on the second floor?" he asked.
Selina said, "There's no one on your side, but a lot of enemies are gathered at six, nine, and twelve o 'clock."
At that moment, Luke used the mirror to look around the corner on the second floor.
The main building of Dito's manor was very interesting.
It was a circular structure with a garden, swimming pool, and grass in the middle. The rest of the building was surrounded by the rest of the building.
There were stairs at three, six, and ninety-two o 'clock in the main building, and corridors on the interior floors. That was why Martin and Roger had been quickly surrounded and forced into a corner.
The corner was the only place where they could avoid being attacked from both sides, but it also left them with no way out.
Adjusting his breathing, Luke stuck out his P226 with a silencer, which was specially made for black people.
Ta! Ta! Ta! 20!
20！ 20！ 20！ 20！
As he fired, Luke subconsciously added the sound in his heart.
He would probably have to kill a lot of NPCs and monsters tonight. He felt that it was necessary to motivate himself by leveling up in the game, or he would never be able to kill them all!
Thirty meters away, at the top of the stairs at ten o 'clock, the four bodyguards who had been shooting into the room collapsed one after another.
At the same time, Luke retreated and looked at the other three sides with the mirror again.
No one noticed them. No one cared about the four unlucky fellows on the street, and the other bodyguards immediately took their place.
What a motley crew! Luke curled his lip and moved his gun out again.
Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta!
He had just taken his place when four more bodyguards who had been shooting at the door collapsed.
20！ 20！ 20！ 20！
This time, Luke wasn't in a hurry to retreat. Unruffled, he revealed half his face and one eye as he observed the other three sides.
Fine! It seemed that there were too many people, and it didn't matter if eight died. He was lost for words.
Eight people had fallen so quickly, but nobody had thought to check their surroundings.
Dito's bodyguards were truly "elites"!
Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta!
20！ 20！ 20！ 20！
Four more people died on the street, and it finally caused a small commotion.
The bodyguards outside the door hesitated and did not dare to approach the door immediately.
In less than two minutes, the doorway was filled with corpses. The two guys in the room must be cheating!
It wasn't easy for Luke to make a move now.
If a man fell far from the door of a room, a pig would know that Martin and the others in the room had not done it.
He rolled his eyes, moved the muzzle down, aimed at the two bodyguards on the first floor at six o 'clock, and pulled the trigger.
Thud! Thud! 20！ 20！
Two people's heads exploded.
One of the bodyguards guarding the 12 o 'clock staircase on the opposite side seemed to have sensed something unusual and looked over in confusion.
Thud! Thud! 20！ 20！
He and his companion also followed in the footsteps of the bodyguard opposite them.
Hmm, how many EXP monsters have I killed? Forget it, don't remember these boring numbers! The unreliable thought flashed through Luke's mind, but he quickly tossed it aside.
At this moment, something suddenly rolled out of the room where Martin Roger was.
Two of the bodyguards outside the room who were closing in shouted, "Grenade!"
With a roar, the people near the door all ran for cover — for example, hiding behind their companions in front of them and holding their companions' bodies tightly.
Martin had come prepared. Most of the grenades he had thrown were fragmentation grenades.
As a retired elite Marine Corps soldier, his grenades were very accurate, and he could take down several people every time.
The bodyguards had been traumatized by Martin's grenades, which was why they hadn't been able to break into the room for so long.
Just now, seven or eight of them had charged in, but Martin's grenade had wiped them all out.
Luke had been ready when the two bodyguards shouted for grenades.
Boom!
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
When the explosion rang out, he had been aiming at a string of people who were hiding behind a certain unlucky bodyguard.
Smoke and screams filled the room, and nobody noticed the five people who had died in a row.
Luke persisted and continued to shoot at the screaming bodyguard … and the people behind him.
Those who were screaming were the unlucky ones who had been crippled by the fragmentation grenades. It was better to keep them alive to create chaos.
Thud! Thud!
Thud! Thud!
On the other side, another four people who had dodged the attack fell limply to the ground.
Including the few who had been screaming after being blown up by Martin's grenades, the bodyguards had lost more than ten people. The area around the door had already become a morgue, and a lot of people were lying on the ground.
The brutal scene made the bodyguards, who had been very confident earlier, cower.
Who the f * ck could withstand this? There were less than a hundred of them, and they wouldn't even be dead for half an hour.
"Luke, the bodyguards outside the building have brought an RPG." Selina's voice rang out, and she gave Luke the bad news.
Luke was lost for words. Was this karma?
While he was thinking, he quickly reloaded the P226.
Martin wasn't an idiot.
The bodyguards outside the door had suffered heavy casualties, and the bodyguards outside the building could escape with the RPG. It was a very simple choice.
As he expected, another grenade suddenly flew out from the door in the opposite corner.
Seeing the general shape of the grenade, Luke quickly retreated to the corner.
There was a bang, and a bright flash of light illuminated the courtyard.
There were screams, followed by panicked cries. "My eyes! My eyes!"
Flash grenades, commonly known as "blinding dog eyes," were just that useful.
After the flash, Luke moved out of the corner again and raised his P226.
Martin and Roger charged out of the room.
Martin bent his body slightly and moved the M4A1 in his hand quickly and slightly. Bang, bang, bang, bang, he eliminated the bodyguards on the left side of the door.
Roger fired his pistol nonstop behind him, and the bodyguards on the right side of the door didn't dare stick their heads out.
Luke took action at the right time.
Ta! Ta!
Ta! Ta!
Several bodyguards on the right side that Roger was in charge of immediately fell.
Looking at Roger's baffled expression, Luke chuckled inwardly and didn't stop moving.
Ta! Ta!
Ta! Ta!
Ta! Ta!
From close to far away, he took down the six bodyguards on the right side.
Martin was a good shot and a good weapon. He barely left any enemies alive.
Roger, on the other hand, couldn't do that.
After all, he was just a detective, not a SWAT officer or a special force member.
After all, Roger didn't hit a single enemy after he finished the clip.
But thanks to Luke's cooperation, Roger realized that he could take down one or two enemies every time he opened fire. He was in a very good state.
"Haha, who said that I'm bad with a gun?" he couldn't help but mumble.
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