Let's go!

A bullet casing that bounced off a roadside stall landed on the hood of a Mercedes-Benz, bounced off the front windshield, and then fell back onto the hood, dripping and spinning.

The stall owner on the side stall, still holding an AK-74S in his hand, shouted to the onlookers around him, without the slightest idea of coming forward to apologize to Luo Sheng.

This is a common occurrence for these stallholders who set up stalls on the side of the road and openly sell arms.

Finally, Luo Sheng drove the car out of the crowded street.

Stopping the old Mercedes-Benz on the side of the road, Luo Sheng opened the storage compartment, took out a "Hellcat" miniature pistol designed and produced by the Springfield Arsenal Company from it, tied it to his right foot along with the quick-pull holster, put down the trouser leg tube, covered the pistol, and then pushed the car door and walked out of the car and walked towards the building where Alice was being held.

The building is very old, and the wall on the back is covered with moss because of the dampness.

Luo Sheng stood at the door of the building wearing sunglasses, first looked up at the building, then looked around through the sunglasses, and soon found the black man at the barbecue stall opposite the building.

The black man seemed to be looking after the barbecue stand, but from the moment he stood at the door of the building, their eyes stayed on him, and he never left.

Luo Sheng didn't care about the surveillance of the two black men, and walked directly into the building; As soon as Luo Sheng walked into the building, the black man at the barbecue stall immediately took out the walkie-talkie and sent a notice to his companions in the building.

In the building, Luo Sheng climbed the stairs.

As I went upstairs, I was also observing the situation inside the stairs, and soon found a surveillance probe mounted on the wall at the corner of the stairs on the second and third floors.

Luo Sheng just glanced at the monitoring probes, and didn't stop too long, just continued to walk upstairs.

There were other residents living in the building, and Akon's militia had rented a room to temporarily hold Alice, so the surveillance probe was installed on the fourth floor and not further up.

Through the surveillance probe in the corridor, as well as the garbage such as lunch boxes and wine bottles placed at the door, Luo Sheng quickly confirmed the room where Alice was held.

After walking to the top floor of the building, Luo Sheng went down the stairs again, but this time Luo Sheng moved against the wall of the corridor to avoid being photographed by the surveillance probe.

Luo Sheng came to the position of the monitoring probe at the corner of the stairs on the third floor, and after confirming that he was in the monitoring blind corner, he reached out and tore off the power cord of the monitoring, so that the monitoring lost the picture.

Room 401, sitting at the entrance, the militia in charge of observing the monitoring found that the surveillance on the third floor suddenly lost the picture, and immediately shouted to the companion who was playing cards in the living room, "Hey, there seems to be a problem with the surveillance on the third floor, go over and take a look!" ”

"I guess the power cord is disconnected again."

At the poker table, a militiaman wearing a copycat Adidas T-shirt and low-quality jeans, with a cigarette in his mouth and his eyes slightly narrowed by smoke, told the others at the table not to look at his cards, picked up the AK-74M automatic rifle leaning against the table, got up and went out to check the surveillance on the third floor.

Luo Sheng hid on the staircase landing on the fourth and fifth floors, observing Room 401, where a large number of lunch boxes and beer bottles were stacked at the door, and when he saw the militiaman walking out of the room with a gun and a cigarette in his mouth, he immediately confirmed his previous judgment.

After the militiaman with a cigarette in his mouth closed the door and went downstairs, Luo Sheng also tiptoed downstairs.

"Sure enough, the power cord was disconnected again."

The militia stood in front of the surveillance and inspected it, then spit out the cigarette that had burned to the filter in his mouth, erected the AK-74M at the foot of the wall, and reached out to rewind the disconnected power cord.

And as soon as he connected the two power cables that were pulled by Luo Sheng together, before he could wrap them up, Luo Sheng held down his head from behind and slammed it against the wall.

Boom!

Before he could react, Luo Sheng was already holding the DOH111 hidden tactical straight knife, went around to his neck, and cut a straight cut on his neck as if he had drawn it with a ruler, cutting his trachea and both carotid arteries on both sides.

"Rustling ......"

The severed carotid artery was like a disconnected water pipe, spurting blood frantically, and soon the militiaman lying on the ground turned pale from excessive blood loss, and the vitality in his eyes began to fade......

Luo Sheng picked up the AK-74M automatic rifle that stood next to the wall, removed the magazine and checked the bullets in the chamber, then pulled the bolt again to check whether the weapon was loaded.

After confirming that the bullets loaded in this AK-74M were not junk goods from the Arab region, Luo Sheng put the gun behind his back and walked quickly upstairs.

Standing up at the door of Room 401, Luo Sheng bent down and picked up an empty wine bottle from the door, held it in his hand, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Surveillance hasn't been restored yet!"

The militia at the entrance looked at the surveillance screen on the third floor and saw that the surveillance screen was still dark, and shouted for Luo Sheng outside the door to check the monitoring line again.

But Luo Sheng didn't bother with the other party at all, but knocked on the door harder, looking very impatient.

Soon there was the sound of footsteps behind the door.

"I told you, the surveillance on the third floor has not been restored......"

The door was pushed open from the inside, and the militia in charge of observing and monitoring was about to complain, but when he saw Luo Sheng standing outside the door, it was immediately like a bone was stuck in his throat, and the words he wanted to speak were completely blocked.

Luo Sheng didn't give the other party time to react, slammed open the door, picked up the beer bottle in his left hand and smashed it on the head of the militia at the door, and opened the scoop for the other party.

After a bottle smashed the other party's face covered in blood, Luo Sheng's right hand flashed with cold light, and the DOH111 droplet-shaped blade had already sunk into the militiaman's temple.

Luo Sheng pulled out the M1911 pistol pinned to the waistband of the other party's trousers, and after kicking the person into the house, he also rushed into the house.

The militiaman flew into the house covered in blood, causing the other militiamen in the room to be stunned, and before they could react, Luo Sheng had already rushed into the living room with M1911 in his hand.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Luo Sheng held the M1911 in both hands, and after rewarding each of the three militiamen in front of the card table in the living room with a bullet, he immediately turned the muzzle of the gun to the two militiamen who were watching the ball game on the other side of the living room.

Phew! Phew!

Two more shots were fired at the head, headshooting the two militiamen in front of the television.

The bullet that pierced their heads hit the TV again, and in an instant, the old color TV that was broadcasting a certain football game and the picture tube was in trouble was completely scrapped.