"Hello sir, I'm a maintenance guy from the power company. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Standing at the door of Dowell was a man wearing a hard hat and one-piece overalls.

"Electrical maintenance personnel?" Dowell asked alertly.

"Yes!" The man at the door shook the work sign on his chest and continued: "This area is undergoing circuit renovation, I am here to inform you that in a minute, your home will be shut down and the power will be cut." ”

"A minute later? Power cuts? Is there any mistake? Dowell said with a frown.

"I'm sorry to inconvenience you. Also, I need to go inside the house to check the electrical condition in your home, is it convenient to open the door? The man standing in the doorway took out a screwdriver and a test pen from his tool kit still on the ground.

Dowell didn't answer the other party immediately, but looked at the window vigilantly, and when he confirmed that there was no one else outside the door, he returned to the computer, glanced at the data that was being deleted, and said loudly to the door: "It's inconvenient now, wait five minutes." ”

"Okay! Mr! "The man at the door looked very patient.

Dowell held the gun vigilantly and turned around to continue operating the computer, but soon the lights in the house suddenly went out, and a message popped up on both laptops to switch to battery power.

"Damn it. Didn't you say a minute? Is a minute that fast? Dowell couldn't help but curse, but at the same time he no longer doubted the identity of the man outside.

"Come in. Damn, can't your power department improve the quality of service? Can't you notify users in advance? Dowell opened the door and grumbled.

"I will reflect your opinion truthfully." The man in overalls walked slowly into the room, glanced around, and locked the door with his backhand.

"What are you doing? Why lock the door? Dowell warned.

"Because I'm going to do something shady." The man in overalls removes his hard hat, revealing an Asian face. This person is Qin Jun, and the guy who destroyed the wires at the back door is naturally Chen Dongsheng.

"Damn it!" Dowell screamed, remembering that Nick had reminded him before he died that the people who stormed the drug institute were also Asian.

Dowell hurriedly went to raise the gun, but the other party snatched the pistol away and aimed the gun at him instead.

"First meeting, dear Mr. Dowell, I hope to have a good time working with you." Qin Jun walked to the laptop with a smile and turned off the operation that was being deleted.

"Cooperation?" Dowell smiled coldly, subconsciously took a few steps back, and said, "I never cooperate with you terrorists. ”

"I think you may have misunderstood. First, I'm not a terrorist. Second, you seem to be more of a terrorist than I am than what you do. Qin Jun shook his head.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Dowell yelled, picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it towards Qin Jun, then turned around and ran towards the back door.

Qin Jun dodged the attack of the teacup, but did not get up to chase it, but quickly forcibly shut down the two computers.

Dowell pulled the bolt of the door as if he was dead, and was about to flee from the door, but was carried back by a tower-like figure blocked outside the back door.

"You...... What exactly are you going to do? Dowell struggled desperately, but the hands that tugged at his collar were as tightly gripping as iron claws, making him a little breathless.

"I told you I just wanted to work with you." Qin Jun turned around and looked at Dowell coldly.

"I don't want to work with you." Dowell said angrily.

"Isn't it good to settle the problem peacefully? Do you have to use violence? As soon as Qin Jun's words fell, a spark suddenly burst out from the muzzle of the gun in his hand, and then Dowell felt a piercing pain coming from his knee.

"Fack!" Dowell screamed, and the color of his face turned the color of pig liver.

"The person on the 11th floor of the Pharmaceutical Research Institute is a strange creature that doesn't look like a ghost or a ghost, who made it and what do they want to do?" Qin Jun coldly aimed his gun at Dowell's other knee.

"Sure enough, it's you. Intruders of the Institute. Dowell gritted his teeth.

"My patience is limited!" Qin Jun reminded.

"Hmph, you don't want to get any news from me." Dowell laughed hideously.

Bang!

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, and Qin Jun and Chen Dongsheng almost subconsciously jumped aside.

Dowell wasn't so lucky, and the bullet hit him directly in the head, and a cloud of blood exploded above his head.

"Captain, be careful, there's an ambush." At the same time, Johnson's roar was heard in the headset.

Qin Jun quickly rolled on the ground, found a dead corner of the window, and slowly stood up. He glanced at Dowell's body and the bullet holes in the window, and shouted into the headset, "Johnson, there's a sniper at nine o'clock." ”

"Got it. At the front door and behind you, there are two groups of people approaching quickly, looking like they are from the FBI. Oh my God, when did we get targeted by this group of people. Johnson rolled on the ground and quickly reached in the direction of the sniper.

Obviously, in such a chaotic situation, it is undoubtedly the wisest choice to take out the opponent's sniper first.

In the room, Qin Jun quickly put the two laptops into his backpack, exchanged glances with Chen Dongsheng, and the two immediately tacitly agreed to guard a door.

Da-da-da-da!

No sooner had the sound of footsteps outside entered the house than a torrential rain of submachine gun fire came through the wooden doors and windows.

The furniture and walls of the house were suddenly shattered by the rain of bullets.

The firepower outside was too fierce, and Qin Jun had to hide in the corner again and wait for this wave of bullets to pass.

The two-minute-long bullet shooting was quickly coming to an end, and the room was littered with bullets and debris, and the two wooden doors were shot into meshes.

“go!go!go!”

With an order from outside, the two crumbling doors in front and back were suddenly kicked open with a strong kick. Then, two teams of men in black combat uniforms immediately rushed in with guns in hand.

Bang! Bang!

At the same time as the group of people broke down the door, two identical gunfire suddenly flashed in two inconspicuous corners of the house.

The two men who rushed to the front were immediately shot and fell to the ground. But what followed was an even more violent counterattack from the two deceased companions.

Bang bang! Da-da-da-da!

Fierce firefights and gunshots exploded desperately in this house in an instant.