Seeing that Jazz couldn't rush in, and she couldn't get up to help with the anxious pocket watch, she tore off a splinter grenade, aimed at the bullet-riddled dining table in the house, and threw it, leading Jazz and them to launch a new onslaught. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boom, wow!" After the grenade exploded, a drug dealer with a bloody face and a piece of wood fell down with a wail, and Jazz took this opportunity to lean against the door frame, and his left hand was quickly loaded in succession, and opened fire on the remaining three drug dealers on the first floor, completely suppressing their shooting for a while.

Seeing that Jazz had the upper hand, the pipe fox simply gritted his teeth, his body curled into a ball, rolled into the house along the gap between Jazz's legs, and hid behind a single sofa in half a second.

When those drug dealers found out about Guan Hu's actions, two of the three assault rifles pointed at it together, and a "sudden" bullet hit the single sofa with a skin and flesh, causing the cotton and springs in the sofa to bounce out, looking unusually miserable.

As soon as the drug dealers shot half of the magazine, she saw the opportunity and threw the second grenade into the house, and after landing on the ground, the grenade rolled forward 2-3 meters away, and finally stopped at the door of the kitchen room, and then an explosion blew up the drug dealer hiding there and fell on his back.

Fourth, the resistance of the drug dealers immediately weakened, so Sir paused, and after reloading the Super 90 with bullets, he came to the door again, and after the pocket watch behind him followed very tacitly, Jazz's deep voice roared: "Guan Fox!"

"Understood!" Guan Hu, who was hiding behind the single sofa, agreed, and then poked his head out, aiming at the drug dealer in the direction of the stairs and began to shoot, so as to help Sir distract the drug dealer's fire and attention.

Immediately after that, Jazz lowered his head and rushed to the door, and the Super 90 in his hand opened fire again and again while running, so that the last remaining drug dealer could only hide in the corridor of the room, and he could not cooperate with his companions in the staircase position at all and cover each other.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......" Every time he pulled the trigger, a steel ball fired by the Super 90 would make a deep hole in the wall, and after a few shots, the wall where the drug dealers were hiding would be pierced by the shotgun.

In the next second, Guan Hu's magazine in his hand suddenly emptied, so he could only retract back to the back of the sofa and start changing, and when he saw this, Jazz had no choice but to turn the muzzle of the gun and take over Guan Hu to shoot in the direction of the stairs, but in this way, Sir had no time to take care of the drug dealers in the small corridor.

Fortunately, there was a pocket watch behind Jazz, and when Jazz turned the muzzle of the Super 90 away, the diminutive pocket watch rushed towards the small corridor, and after running two steps quickly, his body threw himself on the floor, and while using inertia to slide forward, he also directly lifted the M16 in his hand.

When the head and neck part of the pocket watch slipped into the small corridor and probed into the small corridor, the drug dealer hiding here was startled and was about to press down the muzzle of the gun so that he could shoot the pocket watch on the floor, but the pocket watch had already pulled the trigger first, and the drug dealer was trembling all over and then collapsed on the floor.

In the blink of an eye, the three companions guarding the first floor were killed one after another, and as a result, the last remaining drug dealer opened fire on Sir and them, and retreated to the second floor behind them, and then stuck at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, blocking Jazz and them on the first floor with one enemy and three enemies.

And the Jazz side, although it is said to occupy the advantage of numbers, but the terrain of the stairs is too narrow, and the three of them cannot easily rush up, the first is the problem of personnel arrangement and climbing the stairs, and the second is that when Jazz and them get together, the guys above will throw down the grenade, and there is a great possibility that Jazz and them will be killed.

After a minute of back and forth, just when the Jazz were very anxious and worried about some unexpected changes, there was a sudden burst of gunfire from the top of the second floor, and then the body of the drug dealer guarding the corner of the second floor rolled down.

"It's me, come up!" Hou Rui, who was standing outside the window on the second floor at the moment, shouted, and then prepared to step over the window that was damaged by bullets, and when he entered the interior of the second floor, Jazz and the others also "kicked" up to the second floor, but just as the first Jazz stepped on the last step of the stairs, two gunshots rang out from the position of the guest bedroom on the side.

The angle of the bullet of the enemy's sneak attack was very tricky, one hit Sir in the armpit, and he instantly became angry because of the severe pain, standing there and blocking the way of Guan Hu and the pocket watch behind him, and the other was even more dangerous and dangerous, grazing the tip of Guan Hu's nose and shooting into the wall of the stairs.

Suddenly attacked, Guan Hu and the pocket watch of course turned the muzzle of the gun together, and swept in the direction of the guest bedroom, but unfortunately the guy who had just shot had disappeared, and then two seconds later, a few bullets flew out from the bathroom door connected to the guest bedroom, which made the Jazz and the others embarrassed, and almost hit the back of the pocket watch.

When this erratic, ghostly and cunning enemy turned the three Jazz on the stairs in an embarrassing situation, a snow-white pillow was thrown out of the door of the guest bedroom again, and smashed straight on the heads of the Jazz and the others.

Out of the most instinctive reaction, of course, he was also afraid that this pillow had passed what hands and feet, so Jazz, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately shot, but after the dozens of steel balls of Super 90 tore the pillow, countless slowly falling feathers filled the large space on the second floor, which looked very romantic at a simple glance, but in fact, it greatly affected the sight of Jazz and several of them.

As soon as he turned his head, when Sir and the others were looking for them in all directions with their guns raised, Hou Rui also crossed the window and was walking from the master bedroom to the door, but a slender figure rushed up like lightning, only to hear the sound of "swish", and a shiny scimitar slashed at the center of Sizz's eyebrows.

There was no choice, of course, Jazz couldn't die with the other party, so he could only use the Super 90 in his hand as an iron rod, and with a "dang" sound, he blocked the two-foot-long scimitar that slashed at him.

But immediately after the scimitar, the slender figure flew up and kicked Jazz in the stomach fiercely, causing Jazz on the stairs to fall backwards, and by the way, he also knocked the pipe fox behind him and the pocket watch back to the floor on the first floor.

When the knights stumbled, Hou Rui saw the attacker's appearance clearly, a slender old man, dressed in a loose black suit, with a face that looked like he could be in his 70s, but he was faster and more powerful than the young man.

No need to ask, this must be the famous scimitar father, so of course Hou Rui will not be polite, after squatting on the floor with his body, the M16A4 in his hand immediately strafed.

......As soon as the gunfire rang out, Daddy Scimitar had already begun to retreat into the room next to him, but how could a person's movements be faster than bullets, so before Daddy Scimitar flashed into the room completely, the bullet that Hou Rui shot through Daddy's left arm pierced through Daddy Scimitar's left arm.

But what is amazing is that instead of screaming and bleeding, the scimitar father who was shot was still as flexible and fast as ever, but the half of his left arm that was shot simply fell to the ground with a "bump".

Hou Rui, who was holding the M16, immediately chased after him, and when he came to the door of the guest bedroom, he hurriedly glanced at the ground, and saw that he had only broken a half-amputated prosthetic limb, and the scimitar father who was quietly hiding in the shadows took the opportunity to pounce out, picked up the mad scimitar and slashed at Hou Rui's head.

Quickly shrunk his neck, Hou Rui dodged the knife, and then pointed the muzzle of the scimitar at the stomach of the scimitar father, the scimitar father took advantage of the situation to block the scimitar downward, borrowing the power of his body rotation, first knocked Hou Rui's muzzle aside, and then the sharp scimitar in his hand circled around his shoulder, and slashed at Hou Rui's chest again.

"Boom ......" knife after knife, the scimitar father chased and slashed Hou Rui who kept retreating, and several times he almost slashed Hou Rui under the knife by a fraction of a second.

The corridor on the second floor is very narrow, not to mention, the walls on the left and right sides are also full of miscellaneous small objects, so Hou Rui's pace and the M16 in his hand are extremely clumsy, at this time in the face of the scimitar father's quick knife, Hou Rui can only helplessly use the assault rifle as an iron rod, and in a blink of an eye, he was forced back to the door of the master bedroom by his father.

"Whew, buttress!" was another fierce knife that went straight to Hou Rui's ear and slashed over, when Hou Rui shrank his head and squatted down again, the sharp scimitar slashed into the door frame of the master bedroom, and finally interrupted Hou Rui's endless pursuit and slashing.

Hou Rui, who rarely breathed a sigh of relief, took the opportunity to sit on the floor, turned the muzzle of the gun and fired at the scimitar father outside the door, venting all the belly and bag qi he had just received, and he wanted to beat him 100 blood holes out.

"Tutu Tu Tu ...... , plop plop plop ......"

As soon as he saw the muzzle of the black hole in front of him, the alert scimitar father immediately dodged to the side, and decisively didn't even want the scimitar stuck in the door frame, so most of the bullets fired by Hou Rui fell on the wall one after another, forming a line of bullet holes.

Two seconds later, when waiting for Rui to get up and catch up while changing the magazine, the three of them, who had rolled back to the first floor in embarrassment, also rushed up again, and the four of them teamed up to block the small space between the guest bedroom and the connected bathroom.