47.

Then, from the loudspeaker came another group of mocking laughter, and then he continued: " You must have thought about what if you make such a big move and I run away, you can rest assured, I'm still here, and I'm telling you, if you really kill it, it will be my incompetence, and I can only blame myself for not having the eyesight to hire a bunch of waste; so I made a pact with you, as long as you can stand in front of me, when the time comes, I will close my eyes and fight with you, how about it, it is not a bully; Well, looking at you as a rat trapped in a pigsty and bouncing around in the feces makes me feel a lot better, and I can say so many words at once, let's take a step with you, if you can get rid of the person in front of you, when you come to the top floor, no one will ambush you, let's start, haha!"

As soon as the words fell, the people who had been chasing me in the security door on the side and in the corridor where I had just come came all the people who had been chasing me appeared, and the number of people was obviously several times more than just now.

As they appeared, I crouched down, pulled the trigger and hit the leg of the person who came out of the security door on my side, and with screaming, I dragged a body in front of me, and then shot into the hallway.

Because the other party was so crowded, I was caught off guard by my first strike, and there was someone in front of me to help me block the bullets, and I was not attacked until the gun in my hand was empty, and then I got up and started to engage in melee combat with the crowd of the other party.

With a dagger in one hand and a pistol in the other, I plunged into one man's neck and through the other's head.

The number of people in the process of fighting is not increasing, and the advantage of being besieged is that there is no need to worry about whether it will be injured by mistake, the people around you are very dense, and it is almost impossible to ask for too many skills, as long as it is within the line of sight, smooth action can take a person's life casually.

On the smooth ground, because it was stained with everyone's blood, it was possible to slip at any time, so I moved to the safety door as little as possible, as long as I got out of this elevator hall, according to Jin Wulin's meaning, at least I wouldn't meet a new opponent in the corridor.

After firing a magazine, I didn't have a chance to change it, so I inserted the gun back into my waist, and there were three people who could stand in front of me at this time and pull off the fight with me, and I should also be killers according to their bulletproof clothing and simple skills, but there was still a gap with me of this level.

I held the dagger backwards, put on a fighting posture, and seriously besieged the three of them in front of and behind me, a blink of an eye, the three of them shot at the same time, upper, middle and lower three ways together, I knew that I couldn't dodge, I could only dodge the attack with the dagger sideways, and after suffering a pain in the back, I raised a foot and stomped on the person who swept the leg against me.

But after all, I was sideways in front and my feet in the back, and my speed was already a move slower, and the ground was slippery, and I had already fallen to the ground the moment I was touched, and the good thing was that I rolled backwards and actually withdrew from the encirclement of the three of them.

After the three of them succeeded, they actually tasted the sweetness, and after looking at each other, they began to play this routine of attacking in unison again, I snorted coldly, and when they came, I suddenly stepped back.

They pounced, and on the second occasion, I resisted a man's attack with my body, then grabbed his thigh, slammed the dagger down, and then turned around and kicked the other man in the crotch without pulling it out.

At the same time as he bent over, I hit his temple with another elbow, the person who was inserted by me was still screaming, and the rest was the person who had just carried the attack, and now both of them were now bare hands, and I didn't hesitate, I smashed it with a punch.

He dodged, and I punched him directly in the ribs, then hit him with a knee in the stomach, and with this bent effort, I grabbed him by the collar and slammed his head against the wall.

Then he picked up a gun on the ground and shot it at the heads of the three people who had just been knocked down.

I stepped forward and pulled out the dagger that had been stuck in my leg, stood there for a moment, gasped for breath, glanced at the camera mounted on the roof, and then lowered my head and pulled out the magazine and counted the number of bullets.

They were all armed with German MP7 submachine guns, and although I had almost the most bullets in my hand, I could still piece them together by removing a few from the other guns on the ground.

When I entered the corridor and looked up, there were a few people lying on the armrests looking at me and laughing, but from their expressions, I should just be that kind of ordinary thug, and I couldn't come out to mock me as Jin Wulin.

Of course, I was not in a hurry, but I went up the stairs and replaced the pistol in my waist with a new magazine.

It's already like this, what else can it be.

It's ridiculous that they actually threw me a bottle of mineral water from above.

I drank more than half of the bottle in one gulp, then pressed my thighs with both hands to prop myself up, slapped myself, and strode up.

According to the agreement and Jin Wulin's conceit, he would not have done anything with me in the stairwell, and when I stood in the doorway, looking at the killer who showed various mocking expressions to me inside, my head suddenly went blank.

The world suddenly became so quiet that I couldn't hear anything but my breathing.

Why can I still hear breathing, I think it's a body reminding me that I'm alive.

After this momentary blankness, the mind immediately turned into a chaos, and the pictures suddenly flashed in my mind, but none of these pictures were complete, like the crumbs of countless pictures, quickly flying through the memory.

But why can't these pieces be connected, why can't they be pieced together into a complete picture?

Whether or not what happened to me was real, could it be that everything I had was my imagination.

If all this is an illusion, then do I need to exist?

'Ding!'

What pulled me back from the spirit world was the sound of a grenade fuse popping out in front of me, and I slammed it against the side wall.

Turning to the sound of explosions and the smoke that came with them scattered from the security door, Jin Wulin did not break the agreement, his grenade was thrown in the room.

But by this explosion, the fragments that flashed through my mind formed a picture:

Xia Lan!