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In room 503, Yalvis sneered disapprovingly, quickly finished his last cigarette, unscrewed the cigarette butt, bounced off, stood in front of him, pressed it with his knees, and held an MP5 submachine gun in each hand, as well as a bunch of magazines and a dozen grenades taken from the SWAT at his side.

Unless the building is blown up directly, Yalvis is convinced that he can inflict heavy damage on any opponent, even if it is a top-notch special forces, and as for promising Erya to fight his way out of the siege so that the police will find out about Erya's escape route later, he has to break his promise, and he has the right to lie.

A white lie.

As a killer, tonight is the most glorious moment of his life!

Screaming and screeching, spewing smoke came one after another from the apartment across the window into room 503, and Jarvis could tell from the sound that it was tear gas fired from a grenade, it was time to come, and finally came, his face bloomed with a slightly tragic heroic smile, and he put on a gas mask and infrared night vision goggles left by the dead SWAT.

Infrared night vision glasses are different from low-light night vision devices.

Low-light night vision devices amplify faint light to the point where you can see objects.

Infrared night vision devices, also known as thermal imagers, can be seen on the eyepiece as long as the enemy's body emits heat dissipation, even if there is no light, even if the room is full of smoke.

Smoke filled the room, footsteps rang out outside the hallway, someone entered, and Jarvis grabbed the trigger of his submachine gun and waited patiently.

The footsteps came to a sudden halt at the door, and then something was thrown in, and then the fire rose, it was an incendiary bomb, which ignited the furniture and debris, and although the fire gradually illuminated the room, the smoke was so thick that it was still impossible to see.

Have real skill.

Yalvis sneered in his heart, took off the infrared night vision device, in the fire, this thing lost its effect, look at this posture, the other party came prepared, and even wanted to capture him alive.

He was fearless and waited for the final battle.

At the door of the room, a tactical team of SAS forces used wheeled shields to cover the front and brazenly entered the room, and they accurately judged where Jarvis was hiding.

Jarvis listened to the sound and identified the position, calculated the moment when the opponent showed his head, pulled the trigger, and shot the MP5, which was accurate and favored by the military and police of various countries, with slight recoil, and spat out tongues of fire.

Jingle bell.

The bullet struck the wheeled bulletproof shield with a crisp sound.

At the same time, two SAS Counter-Strikers climbed through the window, and the two groups of people attacked Jarvis in the corner, Jarvis methodically threw away the gun in his right hand, operated the grenade, bit the pull ring, and threw it out, and the MP5 in his left hand could still shoot steadily, single-mindedly, and it was outrageous.

The two men who climbed through the window just touched the ground and were shot in the head almost at the same time.

The tactical team that entered through the door was overturned by the grenade bombers, and due to the close distance, many grenade fragments were fired into the corner where Jarvis was hiding, thanks to the bulletproof shield that had been put in place to block the fragments for him.

SAS frustrated.

Cause many parties to reach a consensus and kill Yalvis.

Kill, not kill, so there are many ways, the opposite apartment building fired a grenade, room 503 exploded, and the churning fire smashed the already broken windows to pieces.

The room was littered with fire, and the shield that had previously held Jarvis in the corner was flipped to the side, and Jarvis lay motionless at the base of the wall, his clothes ragged and bloodstained.

The SAS men rushed into the room, surrounded Jarvis, who seemed to be immortal and unconscious, and carefully handcuffed Jarvis's hands, and then the people who rushed in put out the fire.

Bauer was called to the scene to identify if the person in the SWAT suit was Jarvis.

The SAS man got out of the way, Ball frowned and approached the handcuffed Jarvis, the man was lying on his stomach, he couldn't see his face, so he simply squatted down and turned Jarvis over.

The people around followed Bauer's movements, curiously gathered over, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look is so shocking that the soul is scattered, there are more than a dozen grenades pressed under Yalvis's body, several of which have been pulled off and broken, when Yalvis's heavy body is turned over, the last safety grip of these grenades, loses weight, and automatically bounces up.

Some exclaimed, others rushed to the door.

Move quickly, you can run far in three or five seconds, but there are too many people in the house, all of them are crowded to the door, you push me and drag, who can run far, the most helpless, should be the squatting Bauer, this guy also wanted to run, but was pretended to be unconscious Yalvis with his legs clamped around his waist.

"I'm going to have to pull you on your back." After Yalvis finished laughing wildly, on the verge of death, he was still heroic and wild, the voice and smile of his parents, the beautiful figure of his first girlfriend, and the playful cuteness of the second girl came to his mind.

"Let go of me" Bauer struggled frantically.

The explosion of the grenade killed Bauer's desire to survive, and also shattered the beautiful pictures in Jarvis's mind, and more than a dozen grenades exploded, producing earth-shattering power.

People inside and outside the building were dumbfounded.

In the alley a few hundred meters away from the building where the explosion occurred, Erya who crawled out of the roadside pipe well a few minutes ago cried bitterly, crying and muttering: "Master, you are lying. ”

At this time, the patrolling police spotted Erya and approached quickly.

The extremely sad Erya was eager to go up to avenge the master, but reason suppressed this impulse, she knew that once she was entangled with these policemen, it would be difficult to escape.

The little girl ran away.

It's not that I'm afraid of being caught, but I can't let the master die worthless.

When the police saw Erya running, they were sure that they were looking for someone, and while shouting for support, they chased after him.

In the dark streets and alleys, Erya ran alone, there were chasing soldiers behind her, the sirens approached from different directions, the police dogs barked wildly, she felt trapped in an invisible net, and she felt powerless that her wings could not escape.

She gritted her teeth and insisted, her face with tears on her face, and her unending determination appeared, and she ran out of the dark streets and alleys, reached the crossroads, and stopped suddenly.

The front, left, and right directions are either blocked by police cars, or there are SWAT officers with police dogs blocking the road, and the chaotic footsteps behind are getting closer and closer.

There is no way to escape.

She was alone in the middle of the crossroads, resentful, unwilling, sad, intertwined with pear blossoms and rain on her little face, and the people who cared about her didn't know how to worry about this scene.

"Hold your head and squat!" Some policemen shouted, it seems that they are really scared of tossing, and they dare not take it lightly against Erya, a fourteen-year-old girl.

The second girl stood still.

The police surrounding Erya slowly narrowed the encirclement, and in order to prevent accidents, the special police let go of the police dog, and the sturdy German shepherd dog ran more than ten meters and flew straight to Erya.

Er Ya closed her eyes.

can't jump out anymore, why bother resisting in vain, what she has to do now is not to anger the police, live well, and live to avenge the master.

At the moment when the ferocious German Shepherd's front paws pounced on Erya, the head burst strangely, and an invisible force flew the beast more than three meters sideways and landed heavily.