Silenced bullets continued to emerge from the house, and the missed bullets hit the wall opposite the door frame, splashing wisps of sparks, and the mud and stones that had been wiped off flew everywhere.

Fortunately, the other party may have used the AK for the time being, but only used two silenced pistols to attack. Because the sound of those guns is so loud, once the police are in, not to mention 11 they are in trouble, the black rattlesnake itself will be in big trouble. Therefore, both sides of the battle had a tacit understanding that no weapons other than silenced pistols were used for the time being.

Bingmeng and 11 each hid on either side of the wall outside the door, and the two of them also took a gap and pointed the silenced pistol they carried at the room with the occasional bullet or two. The battle was carried out in the whisper of "whoosh", and the people outside could not break in for the time being, and the people inside could not rush out for the time being.

The battle was very fierce, but no one could help anyone, this was a decisive battle between the strong, and so far there have been no casualties.

The black rattlesnake stopped after a while, probably thinking that such a fire suppression was not only ineffective, but wasting bullets in vain, so it changed its strategy.

Bingmeng quietly poked the muzzle of the gun out from behind the corner, and Huo Di made a slight "whoosh", and a bullet hit her wall, splashing a wisp of sparks again.

Bingmeng retracted his head and shook his head at the 11 on the other side.

Quiet, so quiet that even the sound of breathing is inaudible.

The voice of the cold night came from the communicator again: "Mao Ling is retreating into the house, be careful that they will escape from the balcony." ”

The cold night's worries are not unreasonable, although this is the seventh floor, it is not too high for a trained person, as long as you can safely escape from the balcony with the help of some auxiliary props. Even if they don't have rope, they can be used as rope by tearing the sheets into pieces and tying them together, as long as there is a buffer point, the seventh floor is not too difficult for these professional mercenaries.

Received a cold night summons. 11 immediately took off his coat and threw it at Bingmeng with all his might. As the coat floated past the doorway, several bullets hit the empty coat in succession.

11 had already rolled under his coat as he threw his coat, feeling the bullet grazing from above, striking the garment and sending it backwards, 11 without the slightest hesitation, he raised his gun and fired two shots into the house without looking.

The bloodspers and shrimp guts guarding the doorway were careless and were fooled by 11 with a trick, and when they showed up, it was too late. I heard only two "bang!bang!" sounds, and then the whole room suddenly fell into darkness. 11 The two shots were fired at the light bulbs, though there were still street lights near the highway and the moonlight in the sky shining through the glass. However, compared to the brightness of the room just now, this light is almost negligible.

It takes time for the pupils to suddenly transition from one environment to another, for example, when a bright light suddenly appears in a dark environment, the pupils will be stimulated and unbearable, and people will unconsciously close their eyes at this time. Relative. From a very bright environment to a pitch black, it was just as unbearable, and at this time, I saw that the ground was pitch black. You can't see your fingers when you reach out, and only when your pupils get used to the environment can you gradually see your surroundings clearly through the faint light.

But the battle of masters is a matter of seconds, who has time to wait for the pupils to adapt?

11. Can't wait. The black rattlesnake couldn't wait either.

Inside the house, there were "whooshing" gunshots again, and the blood thorns and shrimp gall bladders no longer cared about wasting bullets, as long as they guarded this door, it was worth wasting more bullets. However, all the bullets they used to hit 11 in the position just now collided with the concrete floor to create sparks, and 11 was no longer there.

Suddenly, Mao Ling, who was not far behind the two of them, suddenly snorted.

Bloodthorn shouted, "Back!" and immediately turned around with shrimp gall. The muzzle of the gun is aimed in the direction of the hair bell. But they never dared to shoot. Because Mao Ling is still there, I am afraid that the bullet will not grow and injure my own people by mistake.

Just as Bloodthorn was about to ask Mao Ling. Suddenly, he noticed the sound of a wisp of wind passing behind him. Bloodspike immediately crouched down and kicked one leg hard behind him. But this kick is empty, and Bingmeng's melee skills are all taught by 13 himself, how can he be so easily kicked by someone?

Hand-to-hand combat in a dark environment is originally a melee hand-to-hand land. There is a saying in the mercenary world, "Don't get close to your melee hand, because that means you're going to see God soon." ”

Melee fighters have always been a headache for all combat departments, they do not have the terrifying power of snipers in long-range sniping, they do not have the fierce firepower of assaulters to keep their heads up in medium and long distances, and they do not have the accurate shooting of cover hands and defenders in short and medium distances. However, melee fighters also have advantages that are far beyond all combat systems, and in melee combat, a good melee fighter is invincible.

11 is an invincible melee player, and Ice Dream is also an excellent melee player. In the case that both sides are temporarily invisible, and in the close fight between the two sides, how can 11 and Bingmeng not use their strengths?

Bing Meng dodged the kick from the blood thorn and went around behind the shrimp gall beside him. Knowing that the enemy was approaching, Shrimp Gall immediately swung his punch backwards, while he jumped to the side, hoping to distance himself from the sneak attack. But the shrimp gall forgot that there were two people who broke in.

Just when the shrimp gall jumped up with his feet and just left the ground, his chest seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and he heard a few ribs in his chest "click" in his body, and a burst of blood surged, and he couldn't help but spurt out a small mouthful of blood in his mouth. And his body was also kicked backwards by 11, and at this time, Bingmeng's attack also happened to arrive. The dagger in Bingmeng's hand silently stabbed into the body of the shrimp gallbladder from behind, and when the dagger was pulled out, the serrated blade on it also took away some organ residues and meat scraps in the shrimp gallbladder's body by the way.

Shrimp's eyes widened, and his pupils gradually lost color. He didn't know until he died, when 11 was standing in front of him, why didn't he notice it at all, but he would never know the answer, so he didn't blink an eye.

"Shrimp gall!" Bloodthorn heard the muffled snort of shrimp gallbladder, and knew that something had happened to him too, so he shouted angrily, but he couldn't get a response from shrimp gall.

"Mao Ling!" Bloodthorn called again. I also didn't receive an answer from Mao Ling.

"Who the hell are you?!" Bloodthorn growled, gritting his teeth.

There was no answer, only a blow of wind coming towards his waist and abdomen. Bloodthorn sneered, and the silenced pistol in his hand quietly leaned in that direction, and he was sure that at the same time that the other party hit him, the man would also be killed under his gun. The two companions didn't know whether they were dead or alive, and the blood thorns couldn't care about a lot, even if they were desperately defeated, he wanted the two sneak attackers to pay for their lives.

Bloodsting's wishful thinking was good, but he made a fatal mistake like Shrimp Bladder. They all ignore the existence of the other person.

The man who is known as the No.1 of the West and is known as the ace killer.

Perhaps neither the blood thorn nor the shrimp gall bladder ignored this person's existence, but they couldn't imagine that there were still people in this world who could attack without being noticed.

The wind was not heard, nor was danger perceived. At the moment when the bloodspike was about to shoot, 11 ground legs were already close to his face. It wasn't until this moment that Bloodthorn sensed the danger, but it was too late to dodge, and just as he was stunned, 11's leg had already kicked heavily on his face. This is 11 deliberately kicked a little higher in order to save his life. Otherwise, if you kick the Adam's apple directly, the blood stab is probably over by this time.

Bloodthorn snorted, and the whole person was kicked backwards by 11. Pressed heavily on a glass coffee table, the glass coffee table was crushed with a "bang", and he also lay motionless on the glass shards on the ground.

The scary thing about a melee hand is not just that they are good at hiding themselves from being revealed. More because they are like ghosts, they are always decisive battles. If the melee hand is entangled, the only thing that awaits their verdict is death. Therefore, the melee hand will either not shoot, and once he does, he will try his best to solve the battle in the blink of an eye. And from 11 to this moment, the three black rattlesnakes, as well as him and Bingmeng, a total of five people, still haven't adapted to the sudden blackening light around them. This battle. All five of them were completely blind and dark. They fight with their own instincts and experience. But the two people on the other side are the most suitable melee fighters to fight in this environment, and they deserve the bad luck of the black rattlesnake. Otherwise, with their strength, they wouldn't have been dealt with so quickly.

There was silence in the living room again, except for the heavy gasping of bloodspikes. The bloody nose bone was broken by 11's kick, and blood gushed down from his nostrils, and his face, hands, and clothes were all sticky and bloody.

Bingmengdi's eyes gradually adjusted to the environment, and by the faint light coming through the window, she saw three people lying on the ground. Mao Ling lay at the door of the bedroom, not knowing if she was dead. The shrimp gall bladder was lying behind the sand, Bing Meng was still very confident in her knife, she was sure that the shrimp gall was dead. Bloodspikes lay on top of the broken glass on the ground, their hands on their faces curled up in a ball, and although they couldn't see their expressions, they looked like they were in pain. It seems that the blow 11 just now not only broke his nose bone, otherwise with the physique and endurance of a professional mercenary, it would be impossible to break the nose bridge bone and it would hurt like this.

Bing Meng looked at 11 a little strangely, and 11 was standing in front of the blood thorn, with his head down and no expression. Bing Mengjue felt that he couldn't see through a person for the second time, the first time was 13, and the second time was this 11. The two of them gave her the feeling that was too similar, not the similarity of body or appearance, but their coldness, their quietness, their ruthlessness, and their fighting style, all of which were too similar.

What happened just now, of course Bingmeng knew. Once it was shrimp gall, once it was a blood stab, and when did 11 shoot, even she didn't notice it. It's as if he's a ghost with no body, no breath, and only at the moment of the attack will you suddenly realize that he has always been there, and you don't know that there is such a person lurking around you all along, whether before or after the attack.

It's terrible, this feeling Bingmeng has only experienced in 13's body in his life, but he didn't expect 11 to enter the level of 13.

Kill him to prevent future troubles?Otherwise, if he goes against fate in the future, no one but 1 will be able to restrain this person.

Just when Bingmeng was still thinking about whether to take the opportunity to attack, 11 had already turned his head to look at her, and said in a cold voice: "You have a killing opportunity, do you want to kill me?"

Bingmeng was stunned for a moment, raised his head to look at 11, and then turned his head away again. But she didn't see that the moment she lifted her head, 11's eyes showed a cold murderous intent.

The voice from the cold night relieved the tense atmosphere in time: "It's all solved?"

Retracted the cold gaze that looked at Bingmeng, he would not leave a dangerous factor by his side to threaten him, but now he still needs the cooperation of fate, otherwise Bingmeng will already be a dead man at this moment. But letting her go at this moment does not mean that she will continue to live in the future, it only takes one chance, and 11 will mercilessly get rid of this potential threat.

"You continue to look at the wind on a cold night, Firebird, Snow Bell, you answer below. Dowell, you come up. 11 He commanded.

Soon Dowell came up, and before that, 11 had removed both Bloodspur and Mao Ling from their bodies and threw them into the inner room. The shrimp gall is already dead and can't die anymore, his heart was stabbed from behind by Bingmeng, and it was still stirred, and he didn't have an immortal body mutated by the 11 perverted genes, even if the gods came, they couldn't save it.

Mao Ling is not dead yet, because she is holding AK in her hand, so 11's first target is her. When darkness fell, 1 had already moved to Mao Ling's side with the fastest degree and gave her a heavy punch, directly knocking her unconscious. Although it was not fatal, 11's heavy punch was not so easy to eat, Mao Ling's cheek bone was cracked by his punch, and half of his face was high and swollen. Mao Ling, who was known as the "femme fatale" back then, now has nothing to do with the word "beauty".