To his surprise, his companion next to him was extremely agile. He immediately took out a pistol from his waist and held it in one hand. He then extended his other hand and handed a UMP submachine gun to Nicola. "Okay, you have two guns now. This should be fine."
Nikolai: … This is a f * cking problem!
But everyone was glaring at him, and the gun in D 'Amico's hand seemed to be pointing at him.
Nikolai's face was full of despair. He picked up the UMP and kicked open the office door with a twisted face.
Bang!
"Ah!" There was a scream outside the door, and Nikolai suddenly saw a person lying in front of him.
Extremely nervous, he didn't hesitate to pull the trigger. Taking advantage of his height, he fired wildly at the person lying on the ground. Pu!
Pu! Pu! Pu!
The person outside the door was hit by a series of bullets and fell to the ground. He trembled all over, and he didn't stop screaming.
In less than two seconds, the UMP's magazine was emptied.
Nikolai was pleasantly surprised. "I hit him …"
At that moment, he finally saw the person's side profile, and his expression turned from joy to shock. "Huh? Jimmy, why is it you? "
The gangster named Jimmy was the only one who had luckily escaped from Mindy's gun.
At that moment, his eyes were wide open as he lay on the ground. Blood was gushing out of the dozen bullet holes on his back, and blood was flowing out of his mouth. He mumbled, "Don't, don't open. Shoot. It's, it's me … uh. "
At that point, Jimmy took his last breath, tilted his head, and stopped moving.
He had been lucky to avoid the enemy's bullets, but he hadn't been able to avoid his teammates' attacks. In the end, he couldn't escape death.
The criminals on both sides of the door looked at the stunned Nikolai. "Did you kill him? Did you kill that guy? "
Nikolai swallowed and suddenly came back to his senses. He fumbled for the magazine in a hurry.
But after touching it for a while, he remembered that it wasn't his gun. He didn't have a UMP magazine on him at all. He quickly turned around and shouted at his companions behind the door, "Reload …"
Pa! Pa!
Three gunshots rang out, and the unlucky Nikolai fell to the ground with three holes in his head and chest.
The criminals on both sides of the door were shocked. They stuck out their guns and fired wildly at the hallway.
In the room, D 'Amico had already gotten up and was striding to the top floor.
The black fatty, Leroy, hurriedly followed.
D 'Amico didn't stop. He just turned around and snorted coldly. "Huh?"
Leroy hurriedly said, "Boss, I … need to use your collection."
D 'Amico looked at the weapons cabinet and nodded. "Sure."
Leroy gulped. "I want to use the biggest one."
D 'Amico's feet paused, but he immediately sped up. "Whatever. As long as we can kill them."
In any case, he was about to leave the building. Whatever happened here, he could deal with it later.
It would be best if he could kill the attacker this time.
In the face of such a terrifying enemy, he would rather let his subordinates perish together with him than let him live.
Thinking that, D 'Amico sped up and disappeared from the top of the stairs.
Gritting his teeth, Leroy ran to the weapons cabinet. He raised his hands, took the weapon at the top, and strode to the door.
On the other end of the hallway, Mindy had just "avenged" Jimmy by killing his teammate Nikolai.
She put away her gun and retreated to the corner. She looked at Luke next door. "Should we charge?"
Luke shook his head. "Wait, they won't have too many bullets."
Generally speaking, gang members like this would only have two magazines with them in their lair.
The criminals on the other side, on the other hand, had already finished the first one and were reloading.
Luke and Mindy's armor was bulletproof, but Luke had never been the type to charge head-on.
The armor was only a support. Unless necessary, he wouldn't rely on it to charge around. It was very easy for his vigilance to deteriorate, and he might fall into a trap one day.
In any case, it would take at most twenty seconds for those flustered fellows to fall into the predicament of having their weapons reduced to scrap metal.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he stuck his head out to take a look. He couldn't help but exclaim, "WTH?"
Seeing his expression, Mindy quickly stuck her head out and couldn't help but exclaim, "Sh * t! Have they gone mad? "
Luke said, "They're indeed crazy to use an AT4 in the building."
Mindy asked, "What should we do?"
Luke chuckled. "If they want to flip the chessboard, don't blame me for flipping the table. Follow me! "
As he spoke, he touched his waist with his right hand and pulled out the Colt Python. He raised his hand and flicked his wrist in a beautiful arc.
Bang!
At the same time, he turned into a black shadow and charged out of the corner, leaving a straight black line in the hallway as he instantly covered more than ten meters.
A moment earlier, Leroy had taken down the AT4 anti-tank rocket launcher from the top of the weapons cabinet. His eyes were filled with madness as he stood in the middle of the door.
Taking a deep breath, he roared at his subordinates who were firing, "Get out of the way."
The subordinates who were firing turned around and were shocked. They hurriedly retreated to the sides.
The AT4 wasn't meant to be used indoors at all, much less to hit people. Leroy, this black fatty, was indeed crazy!
Leroy grinned sinisterly and aimed at the other end of the hallway. He raised his finger and opened the red safety button. His gaze fell on the end of the hallway.
Not only could the AT4 explode, it could also shatter, heat, blinding light, and burn continuously.
Leroy believed that even if the attackers weren't killed by the explosion, they would be burned to death. At the very least, they would be blinded.
When that happened, they would be able to kill them easily.
Thinking that, his finger moved to the launch button.
Bang!
Leroy saw a blurry black shadow suddenly appear in the corner in the distance.
It was Luke's right hand, but the black fatty didn't have a chance to see it clearly.
The moment the gunshot rang out, Leroy was sent flying. There was a hole in his forehead and the back of his head exploded.
This world no longer had anything to do with him.
The seven criminals were all busy moving away from the office door. For a moment, none of them noticed that the AT4 had stopped firing.
At that moment, Luke charged in. Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The noisy entrance suddenly quietened down.
Two seconds later, Mindy finally dashed in. Seeing everything in front of her, she helplessly put her guns back into their holsters. "You're too fast."
This time, Luke didn't even reload. He swiftly holstered his guns and patted her head. "You have to flip the table when the table isn't paying attention."
Mindy was stunned. "Huh? When … the table isn't paying attention? "
He walked to the stairs. "That's right. Look at how perfect the result is."
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