The two people at the door were new members of the Blood Alliance, so they were arranged to guard the door.

As a newcomer, it is natural to be bullied by other old members. On weekdays, they were angry, and they were already angry, but now a repairman outside the door dared to be so arrogant in front of them, and he was immediately angry, opened the door and rushed out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the glass door opened, a black shadow rushed in front of him, and a wind sounded in his ears. The heads of the two collided strangely.

Syllable.

There was a muffled sound, and the two gatekeepers only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and they rolled their eyes and fainted.

"Who?"

When they saw Qin Jun in blue overalls, they were stunned at first, and then saw the two companions lying on the ground, they immediately screamed and pulled out the electric baton on their waists.

Qin Jun's eyes flickered, and he suddenly jumped up, flew his feet, and slammed them on the heads of the two.

Boom... One of them was kicked unconscious by Qin Jun on the spot, and he lay on the ground like a dead pig.

The other person rubbed his groggy head, staggered back two steps, and barely supported his body to prevent him from falling.

Qin Jun landed softly, took another step forward, and swung out a whistling iron fist, hitting the opponent's temple.

The man's eyes rolled, his head hit the wall, and his limp body slipped against the wall.

After quickly solving the four at the door, Qin Jun walked inside lightly.

There is only one room on the fifteenth floor with the lights on, and this one should be the monitoring room that Han Yu said.

The door of the monitoring room is ajar, and there are a few hurried ** sounds from time to time.

Qin Jun looked through the crack in the door and saw four shirtless men sitting around the coffee table in the room.

On the coffee table were two shiny black pistols and a few used syringe needles.

Two of the four people in the room were leaning on the coffee table with their backs facing the sky, breathing rapidly, humming a few times from time to time, and their faces were full of excitement and enjoyment. The other two stuffed some kind of white powder into their cigarettes with toothpicks, very carefully, for fear of wasting a little bit.

Qin Jun's face sank, and it seemed that what Han Yu said was indeed right, the Scarlet Church not only provided arms to the Blood Alliance, but even white goods were also supplied, no wonder the people of the Blood Alliance would work so hard for them.

Squeak. The door opened. The sound of faint and imperceptible footsteps was heard.

It took a long time for the two people in the room to react, and when they looked up, they saw a black gun barrel facing them.

"Who?" The two of them threw away the cigarettes in their hands vigilantly and immediately grabbed the pistols on the table.

Beep... Beep...

When the muzzle of the gun in Qin Jun's hand spit out sparks, two gorgeous blood flowers instantly bloomed on the heads of the two.

The other two were experiencing the feeling of ****, and saw a cold-faced maintenance worker suddenly appear in the room, actually shooting and killing, and couldn't react for a while, and wanted to struggle to stand up, but the body was in super pleasure, but it couldn't use any strength at all.

Qin Jun sighed, these incurable people would no longer get his mercy. Because even if you let them out, you are the dregs of the dangerous hài society. So he turned and walked out of the room.

These two people, who were still in pleasure, couldn't help but look happy when they saw the killing god in the room walk out, and desperately bothered their bodies to get the gun on the table.

Hearing the voice behind him, Qin Jun shook his head, and his right hand holding the gun gently crossed an arc behind his back. The silenced gunfire rang out again. When he stepped out of the monitoring room, the entire room was completely empty.

"Sometimes, I wonder if you're a member of the Nine Rounds." The sound of cold rain sounded in the headphones.

"How?" Qin Jun whispered.

"There was such a long time between the two gunshots, are you hesitant to shoot?" Cold rain in one word.

"You have to take care of it." Qin Jun snorted.

"On the occasion of life and death. Either you die or I die. The slightest hesitation will kill you. Didn't the instructors of your Ninth Bureau teach you this? Hanyu's tone was cold, as if preaching, as if blaming.

"If it were an enemy, I would not hesitate to shoot it. If it is a law-abiding Chinese citizen, I will try my best to protect their lives. Qin Jun said in a deep voice.

"Stubborn... The same dogmatism as national security. Hanyu sneered.

"Say whatever you want. I have my principles. Qin Jun continued to walk upstairs.

"Huh. It is worthy of being the ninth game, the most loyal and brave guard of the Chinese country. But here, there are no good people as you say, they are all outlaws who fight for the tiger. Cold Rain reminded.

Qin Jun didn't answer anymore. Since he entered the Ninth Bureau, he has been performing tasks abroad, and he has hardly stayed in China, and this time he received the task of protecting Yan Qiao, and he returned to the country. Outside the borders, he can shoot with impunity. In the territory, he must act with discretion, because he is the guardian of the country and the people, and he has a strong national character, and while not letting go of any bad person, he must also try not to harm a law-abiding compatriot.

Soon we arrived at the staircase. Qin Jun found that at the staircase on the sixteenth floor, there were two men sitting sitting, with a gun pinned to their waists, and they looked down downstairs from time to time.

The staircase was guarded, and Qin Jun couldn't see the specific situation upstairs, so if he rushed to shoot and kill, it was very likely to alarm other people.

Qin Jun glanced back, and his gaze fell on the glass of water on the wooden table not far away.

Crash...

Suddenly there was the sound of glass breaking downstairs.

The two men guarding the staircase stood up vigilantly and shouted downstairs, "What's the matter? Who's down there? Blackskin, Fat Dragon, what are you doing downstairs? ”

For a long time, no one answered.

"You go down and have a look." One of them winked at the other.

The other person was helpless, very reluctantly, holding a cigarette and walking down.

". Blackskin, fat dragon, where are you two dead, and you shouldn't be called at you. One of the people who went downstairs scolded and stepped out of the hallway.

Suddenly, the person who went downstairs felt a cool wind blowing in his ears, and a dark figure beside him rushed towards him at a very fast speed. He subconsciously raised his gun to block. However, the black shadow also changed direction in an instant, and suddenly went around from the right side to the back, he suddenly felt a chill on the right side of his neck, and wanted to shout but couldn't shout, and before he could shoot, he lost consciousness forever.

Qin Jun held the corpse that was about to fall to the ground with one hand and lay on the ground lightly, and with the other hand, he pulled out the fish intestine dagger that had pierced the opponent's throat.

After doing this, the man upstairs didn't notice it in the slightest.

Qin Jun clipped the dagger to his fingertips, carried the bag on his back, and quietly touched it down the corridor.

Knock knock... Qin Jun knocked on the stairs with a dagger. The man at the top of the stairs heard the sound and immediately became alert.

"Paralyzing. Old fat, big night, don't fucking joke with me. The upstairs shouted towards the staircase.

However, in the staircase, there was no response.

The man's face sank, he looked at the empty corridor, picked up his pistol alertly, and touched the downstairs step by step.

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