On the top of the mountain.
After seeing the explosion caused by the rocket launcher, the yellow-haired young man whistled excitedly and said with a smile, "The rocket launcher provided by the boss has shown its power."
"Well, it's time to act."
The middle-aged leader put down his binoculars and turned to the mountain path he came from.
The other four men lifted the green box and followed behind the middle-aged man.
In the house.
Although he was not clear about the current situation, Law had a rough idea based on the persuasion from the loudspeaker.
There was still about an hour left before the unsealing time. If he dealt with it carefully, it should not be a problem.
"I've suffered a loss this time. I have to pay attention next time, but opportunities like this are rare. Even the museum's exhibits are not as many as Barney's." Law's attention moved away from the white smoke text in his consciousness. It was rare to have a one-time opportunity to increase the average by 13%.
Law did not know that antiques with psychic powers were not common. Even if Barney had 128 items in his collection, it was a kind of luck to have so many special items in it.
In other words, even if Law found someone who had collected hundreds of items, they might not be able to find ten special items with psychic powers.
After Law left the room, he went to the corridor and headed for the upper floor. He wanted to explore the situation from a high place.
Outside the house, the man with the megaphone didn't stay idle while persuading them. He fired a few more rockets, blowing up a part of the house and killing a dozen people who were hiding behind the obstacles.
Hearing the explosion, Law frowned and walked while opening the communication with Kenda.
"What's the situation?"
A moment later, Kenda's gnashing voice came from the headset, "We don't know where the other party got the rocket launcher. We may not be able to hold on for long. The worst thing is that the other party is using the deterrence of the rocket launcher to persuade our people to surrender."
"Can't we stop it?" Law asked.
"I'm afraid so," Kenda said sadly.
When the chance of victory was completely eliminated, the other party would give them a chance to live. Surrendering was the natural result.
Kenda had no reason to surrender, but his men were different. Moreover, he was semi-disabled. Words alone were not persuasive at all.
"I'll go and see the situation. Don't cut off the communication."
Law was not as pessimistic as Kenda. He wanted to go to the third floor to see the situation outside.
"Law, has your psychic power recovered?" At this time, Kenda asked with expectation.
"Not yet." Law responded.
In the surveillance room, Kenda let out a long sigh. Then, he stared at the surveillance screen and continued to use words to stop his subordinates from having any ideas.
However, no matter how hard Kenda tried to dissuade them, he was not as persuasive as the enemy's rocket launchers.
The seventy or so people hiding behind the obstacles were gradually shaken by the enemy's rocket artillery attacks and their words.
Since they couldn't hold on any longer, they might as well surrender. At least they could still live.
After this thought, someone raised his head, threw down the gun in his hand, raised his hands, and walked over the window toward the enemy outside. As he walked, he shouted, "I surrender, don't kill me!"
"That's right." The man with the megaphone laughed.
When someone took the lead, there would be others who would follow. One by one, they threw down their guns and walked out of the house. This was just to survive.
Law went to the room on the third floor and looked out of the window. He could only vaguely see a group of people surrounding the house. He couldn't tell how many people there were, and Kenda's people were coming out of the house one after another, choosing to surrender to save their lives.
Kenda's exasperated voice came from the headset, but it couldn't stop his colleagues from coming out of the house one by one.
Soon, more than seventy people who were holding the last line of defense all came out of the house and faced the enemy with their hands raised.
Law looked at the scene silently. It was understandable that they would make such a choice. If they could live, who would want to die? These people had done their best to hold on until now.
After all, Barney was dead, and Kenda was disabled. This group of people didn't covet Barney's family property. Instead, they fought desperately tonight. What else could they ask for at this moment?
The unsealing time hasn't come yet. My telekinesis is unstable. Rashly resisting will only end badly. Law thought silently.
Outside, the man with the megaphone watched Barney's remaining people come out one after another. A cold light flashed in his eyes, but he said in a kind tone, "Smart choice. Congratulations on surviving. As for those who don't surrender, I'll give you three more minutes. You won't be treated after that."
Hearing what was said in the megaphone, Kenda's colleagues who chose to surrender were relieved. It didn't matter who they worked for, as long as they could survive.
Three minutes became extremely long.
The people who were guarding the house had all gone out. Only Kenda in the monitoring room, Ellie in the cubicle, and two cronies were left in the house.
"Law, what should we do now?" In this case, even if Kenda was not disabled, he would feel deeply powerless, not to mention that he couldn't even hold a gun now.
This moment was also an unavoidable danger for Law, but he had one advantage when he encountered trouble, and that was, he was calm enough.
Whether it was the battle with Cook, the dangerous situation when facing the elders, or the battle in the alley on the rainy night, it was the same. Now was no exception.
"Don't worry."
Law calmly replied.
Three minutes later, the man with the megaphone saw that no one came out of the house and smiled coldly.
"You who surrendered, we are all in the underworld. We don't need to kill you, but this time is a little special. I'm sorry."
As soon as the voice fell, the faces of the seventy people with their hands raised suddenly changed.
"Da da da …!"
The crowd surrounding them fired directly, and the merciless bullets weaved into an unavoidable barrage that covered the seventy people.
Desperate screams resounded through the night sky at this moment, but were soon drowned out by the sound of gunfire. The people standing in the yard burst into blood flowers and were torn apart by bullets and fell to the ground.
Unlike the previous battle, this was a one-sided massacre.
Kenda in the monitoring room was stunned when he saw this scene and closed his eyes in pain.
In the room on the third floor, Law's face also became very ugly. If he didn't intend to let them go in the first place, then he would have directly blown them up with a rocket launcher.
Give them hope first, and then throw them into the abyss of despair.
The gunfire lasted for thirty seconds before it stopped, and the courtyard was full of corpses.
"Haha, Kenda, you're dead." There was a triumphant laughter from the megaphone.
The man who spoke threw away the megaphone and issued an order for everyone to enter the house and kill anyone on sight.
After receiving the order, more than three hundred people from the crowd approached the house, leaving only about thirty people, including the nine leaders who joined forces.
Kenda, who saw this scene through the monitoring room, fell into deep despair. He subconsciously looked at the compartment, and Ellie stayed inside obediently.
"Kenda, don't touch the power supply except for the camera, and turn off the other power supplies."
At this time, Kenda heard Law's cold voice from the headset, as if he had grasped at a life-saving straw, and immediately asked his men to turn off the power supply.
"Law, please, if they break in, they will never let Ellie go." Kenda's earnest request came from the headset.
"Keep the communication, I will confirm the situation with you at any time."
Law did not respond directly. He picked up the sharp dagger hanging on the wall in the room with a cold face, and then walked out of the room.
Since the other party wanted to kill them all, then he would not be polite.
What was the difference between ten lives and more than four hundred lives?
At this moment, it was only the number …
Law quietly exuded a murderous aura, it was a murderous aura that could only be possessed by someone who had killed.
After a moment of exuding the murderous aura, it quickly disappeared. He did not need others to teach him, he knew that the murderous aura would be easily detected if it escaped.
His telekinesis had not been unsealed, so he could only use the environment to defend against the enemy.
One person against four hundred people, this was a battle with an absolute disadvantage in numbers.
In the courtyard, more than three hundred people slowly approached the large house from different directions.
When they were about to reach the entrances, the light source of the house suddenly disappeared, and it fell into darkness.
The sudden change made more than three hundred people subconsciously stop in their tracks.
"A trapped beast's fight."
Seeing the house fall into darkness, the nine leaders waiting outside snorted coldly in their hearts at the same time.
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