"Bang!"

Greg heard the sound of gunfire coming from behind him, and his heart jumped, and he fell to the ground, rolled on the ground, and raised his pistol to aim behind him.

A worker stood behind him, holding a revolver in his right hand, aiming at where he had been standing.

Greg wondered in his heart, why didn't he hit me at such a close distance?

Greg pressed his fingers on the trigger slightly, intending to shoot the enemy in front of him. Seeing the enemy's arm hanging down weakly, the pistol fell to the ground, he leaned forward, staggered forward two steps, and finally fell weakly to the ground, blood spraying from the wound on his back.

The worker's collapsed body revealed a man standing far behind him, holding a revolver, the gun in his hand still slowly emitting green smoke.

The man had short dark yellow hair, a handsome face with a few freckles on it, and was wearing a white crewneck shirt and brown trousers, which was none other than Megan, who had arrived from the orphanage.

When Megan came here, the police and the gangsters in the warehouse had just exchanged fire, and he happened to see a gangster, and quietly touched a police officer behind him and raised a pistol, Megan pulled out the pistol behind her waist, and shot the gangster in the back before the gangster fired.

But the moment the officer heard the gunshot, rolled and turned around, he regretted it, he actually saved Greg and shot and killed Soros's former sheriff with his own hands!

Greg got up and nodded gratefully to the man in the distance, "Thank you for saving me, but please leave now, it's very dangerous here!"

Megan walked slowly to Greg's side, her face was very ugly: "I don't think it was me who was in danger just now, Mr. Constable!"

Greg frowned, the young man in front of him made him a little familiar, but he couldn't remember, and he didn't have time to think about where he had seen him: "I'm grateful that you saved me, but it is the duty and responsibility of our police to fight criminals! London has not yet fallen to the point where it needs citizens to participate in shootouts!"

Megan didn't take Gregor, picked up her pistol, and turned around and walked towards the side door of the warehouse that the gangsters had walked out before.

At this time, the gangsters who rushed out did not have time to continue to stop Megan, he hid back in cover and launched a counterattack against the gangsters.

Meghan came to the side door, looking around for a weapon to take advantage of, in this case he could not use firearms and Hidden Blades, using firearms in the warehouse would allow him to be quickly discovered by the gangsters inside, and the wounds caused by the Hidden Blades would reveal his identity, he would not underestimate the strength of the London police.

He soon found a steel rod with a sharp end on the ground, and he picked it up, walked to the side door, and opened the eagle eye intently.

Meghan gently opened the door and walked in, and there were huge boxes scattered around the warehouse. There happened to be a cargo box blocking the side door, so that the gangsters could not find Meghan coming in through the side door, and Megan leaned over and walked lightly along the cargo box.

Through the eagle eye, Megan found a gangster standing at the end of the container, holding a revolver in his hand to shoot out of the gate, he lowered his body, walked quickly to the end of the container, stretched out his right hand to cover the gangster's mouth, grabbed the steel rod with his left hand, and stabbed the gangster's back with a sharp end, and the end of the steel rod poked out of the gangster's chest.

Megan pulled out the steel rod from the gangster's body, threw the gangster's body to the back of the container, and then kicked two steps on the container, jumped to the middle of the container, grabbed the top eaves of the container with her right hand, and climbed onto the container with her body.

The gangsters were all concentrating on attacking the enemy in front of them, and the police officers outside the door were beaten and retreated frequently, and the gangsters did not notice that the enemy had climbed on top of their heads.

Megan lowered her body and quickly approached the gangsters outside the door to shoot in front of her, and he came to the top of the two gangsters.

Like an eagle hunting, he jumped off the container, thrust the steel rod into the back of a gangster's neck, quickly touched the gangster's waist with his right hand, pulled out the gangster's tool axe pinned to his waist, and threw it at the gangster who was not far away and had not yet reacted.

The axe spun and flew towards the gangster not far away, and the axe slashed into the gangster's head with a beautiful arc, and the gangster's pupils dilated, and without shouting a word, he fell to the ground.

Megan let go of the iron rod in her hand, let him stay in the gangster's body, walked to the gangster not far away, stepped on the corpse's face, bent down, held the handle of the axe stuck in the corpse's skull tightly with her right hand, and pulled out the axe with force.

He crouched down and gently closed the gangster's eyes: "May you find peace in death, rest in peace......"

Outside the warehouse door

Greg poked his head out, raised his pistol and fired at the gangsters in succession, he hit one of the gangsters, and the other gangsters immediately pointed their guns at Greg's outstretched head, and Greg retracted violently into cover.

Several bullets hit the bunker, Greg ducked behind, withdrew the bullet casing from the pistol, pulled out a new bullet from his belt bag and put it on, he roared at the other officers, "Damn it, don't hide behind like a lady!

Claude, who was hiding behind another bunker, sprang out and hurried to Greg's side: "Sheriff Gregg!"

Greg glared at Claude: "Call me Gregor, I'm not a sheriff anymore!"

Claude said helplessly, "Well, Mr. Gregg, have you noticed that the gangsters in the warehouse are resisting less and less?"

As soon as Claude's words fell, the gunfire in the warehouse stopped abruptly, and Gregor's eyes widened, and he raised his hand, signaling the officers to stand still and stop shooting.

Greg slowly moved his body out of cover, trying to get closer to the factory gate to check on the situation.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A dense burst of gunfire rang out from inside the factory, and Greg was startled, his back was wet with cold sweat, and then he realized that the gangsters in the warehouse were not shooting outside, but inside the warehouse.

Greg straightened up his frightened crouched body, and looked at the warehouse door hesitantly, not knowing whether he should go and see it.

Suddenly, the gunfire in the warehouse died down again, and the whole factory fell silent.

Feeling that he couldn't wait any longer, Greg raised his hand and commanded the officers to follow him, and then he led the way to the warehouse door.

Inside the warehouse, corpses were lying on the ground scattered in pieces, blood staining the ground red, and the pungent smell of blood made Greg gause.

"Kuang!"

The glass window on the second floor of the warehouse was slammed open by a figure, who jumped from the second floor to the downstairs, and when he stepped on the ground, rolled around the ground with force, and then quickly stood up.

A cold voice came from the second floor: "Stupefy!!" (faints)"