Dense fire hit the surrounding walls and table top debris everywhere, but fortunately it was a solid wood table, thick and sturdy, and AK's 7.62mm bullets could not penetrate it. The person outside the door did not distinguish between friend and foe, blindly shooting inside, he should have known in advance that there was someone in the house, and he was sure that he was the enemy party, when he came in, there was only one security guard, and the dead man could not speak.

Zheng Dong raised his eyes and looked around, there was a camera on the upper right side of the roof, and the surveillance would record every move here, Vasily's death must be related to the people in the Cadillac car, and he said before that the people in the car were with him, there were six people present at the time, three died, Vasily, a bodyguard lying next to him and the security guard who beat people, no matter what, could not explain clearly, the heavy shooting proved that they would not give a chance, and they should be ready to flee.

The only way out is the window, this is the third floor, and there is a glimmer of life when you jump. The window was about five meters away from the table, looking at the impact point of the wall, there was an area that paused for a few seconds, he immediately got up, and knocked down two with two shots, one hiding behind the door, and the other hunched inside, the accurate shooting shocked the people outside, no one dared to rush in again, and the fire was even more fierce.

Knowing his location, the bullets were overwhelmingly hitting the side of the desk, "bang-bang------", dense and messy, sounding like hail hitting a thin wagon, which could be punctured at any moment. He found that Vasily's body had not been hit by bullets again, and the other party seemed to deliberately avoid it, deliberately pushing a few steps in the direction of the window of the chair where the body was lying, and the shooting in that area immediately stopped, out of respect for the deceased? The bodyguard lying next to him was almost unrecognizable by the bullets fired indiscriminately, it should be the people behind Vasily who made them afraid, they didn't pay attention when they shot before, and now they are starting to throw rat bogeys.

Without showing his head, Zheng Dong felt the direction of the door and fired a few shots, and there was a scream outside the door, they will have a steady stream of reinforcements, and the longer they delay here, the more difficult it will be to get out.

Immediately, Zheng Dong broke the bracket of the curtain with a few shots, and one end of the heavy curtain fell to the ground, revealing most of the entire glass inlaid window, this kind of glass is generally thicker, and some may still be bulletproof glass, the pistol is adjusted to rapid-fire, shooting at the three corners, and after the magazine is lighted, the glass cracks into fish scales.

Quickly changed to the second magazine, fired in the direction of the door, shot in one breath, temporarily suppressed the opponent's firepower, in these precious seconds, the distance from the table to the window was about five meters, Vasily and the chair helped him shorten by one meter, and the remaining few meters were a race to death.

When the last bullet was fired, he put the gun into the holster, Zheng Dong bowed his body and rushed to the window in a few steps, a flying kick, the glass shattered in response, his body jumped out of the window, and he pulled the curtain hanging on the bracket with his hand, and the length of the jump from the third floor can also be reduced by half a floor.

The other party's bullet chain followed him and swept out of the window, the curtain was pulled to the middle of the second floor to stop, after landing a forward roll and unloaded, he replaced the third magazine, aimed at the surrounding street lights one by one, this town is not rich, public facilities are unmaintained, only a few lights are lit near the raven club, after extinguishing, the whole block is plunged into darkness, and the people with the lights on, hearing the gunshots here, also turned off the lights, for fear of setting themselves on fire.

In the dark, the bullets flew aimlessly, Zheng Dong ran a hundred meters away, the people of the Raven Club lost their target, and turned on the headlights to illuminate the street, Zheng Dong burst a tire in the three or two cars at the door before leaving. After this night, they suffered heavy casualties, did not dare to search in the dark, but kept shooting in both directions of the street.

When Zheng Dong got into the car, Grubeva exclaimed, "You are injured!" Hurriedly covered his mouth, put the sleeping child in the back seat, and examined Zheng Dong's wound.

A sharp pain hit, Zheng Dong looked down and saw that it was his right rib that was injured, but the bullet still hit him, "Sit down, let's get out of here first." He covered the wound with his right hand, grasped the steering wheel with his left hand, pressed the accelerator to the bottom, and sped in the direction of the town.

Outside the Raven Club, a dozen jeeps and a stretch Mercedes were parked along one side of the street, five or six bodyguards stood at the door in full gear, and on the other side there were seven or eight police cars and an ambulance, and the policemen surrounded a man in a fur coat and stood with their hands tied to listen to him.

The inside and outside of the club are brightly lit, the hall to each staircase is guarded by people armed with automatic weapons, there are medical staff carrying black body bags, quietly walking downstairs, the whole floor is a silent and solemn atmosphere, now if a fly flies by, it is estimated that it will be broken by random guns.

At this time, an old man with a delicate hairstyle and a white beard sat opposite Vasily's corpse, he was dressed in a well-cut and expensive suit, and from a distance he looked like a gentleman of high society, a gentle elder, he was Vasily's father, the boss of the local gang "Vikings", nicknamed "Count", and the scar from the corner of his right eye that reached the corner of his mouth proved that he was not a good man.

"That's all." A tall bodyguard next to him finished playing a surveillance video on his laptop, pressed the pause button, and then stood aside.

The window that Zheng Dong had shattered was still open, and a cold wind blew in, blowing away the bloodstained white sheet on Vasily's body, and the corpse was covered with terrible bullet holes. The corners of the scarred eyes of the "Earl" twitched slightly, shook his head, and sighed: "Vasily, my little Sasha, why are you so careless, sleep well, don't catch a cold." With that, he bent down to pick up the white sheet that had fallen on the ground, and the person next to him immediately stepped forward to pick it up and cover the corpse, and two other people stood at the window and blocked the window with their bodies.

"Call EO's boss, what to say, you can do it." "The Count" commanded one of the people beside him, "Basayev, you go and find this foreigner, the woman and the child are gone, the foreigner, I want to live." As for the three of you ....... He glanced sideways at the three bodyguards and security guards who were kneeling on the ground, shivering, "My Sasha, do you think I can still recognize him?" I forgive you. After saying that, he drew a cross on his chest, looked at the few bodyguards behind the three of them, and closed his eyes.

The necks of the three people were instantly put on a rope by the people behind them, and no one could make a shouting sound, just kicked their legs and struggled hard, and soon quieted down, and after the three of them were dragged away, the "Earl" opened his eyes, "Let the police in." ”

……

In the early hours of the morning, large snowflakes fell in the sky.

Zheng Dong had been driving for almost twenty minutes, and before losing consciousness, he parked the car on the side of the road, and with the last bit of strength, pulled out the stack of cash he found in Vasily's office, "Help me buy some medicine and bandages." Then he fainted. When I woke up on the way, I saw Grubeva driving in a daze, with a simple bandage on her body, and fell asleep again.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on a large soft bed, his wound completely bandaged, with excessive blood loss and weakness. The garbage can next to it was littered with bloody bandages, and on the dresser opposite was a few framed photographs of the people in the photographs, all too familiar to the people in the photos, the smiling group photos of the Walter family, and the images of several single people.

At Walter's house, Zheng Dong said that if the people of the Raven Club wanted to track down, they must first block the airport and the road, and if they could not be found, they would be tracked down here step by step. "You're awake!" Grubeva, dressed in white pajamas, stood at the door, holding a glass of fragrant hot milk, a typical Eastern European beauty, tall and plump, her eyes were also bright, she put the milk tray on the bedside table, and said gratefully: "Thank you, saved our mother and daughter, I used to be a nurse, the bullet did not go deep, I have taken it out, you need to rest for a while." ”

"You saved me too, is this in your house?" Zheng Dong was a little anxious, "We need to leave as soon as possible, they will be able to find this place soon." ”

"Don't worry, this is our family's cottage in the countryside, and outsiders don't know about it."

Zheng Dong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, it shouldn't be a problem to stay for one night, he noticed Dougrubeva's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and said: "Walter is my brother, our mission failed five months ago, he is my brother, unfortunately, I couldn't bring him back." ”

Grubeva's eyes were red, she buried her head to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, looked up again and asked, "Is he in pain?" Her eyebrows furrowed together, the tip of her nose slightly reddened, and she added, "I mean, wasn't it hard when he was dying?" Eventually, she began to choke.

"No, no, he lay in my arms as if he was asleep." Zheng Dong didn't know how to comfort the woman, and tried not to think back to Walter's tragic death after losing his legs. "There would have been a generous pension ......"

"It's okay, it's okay, I know you used the money to ransom us, and in the future you will live here with your children, I can go to this neighborhood to do some odd jobs, and I can support us, thank you again, you go to bed early, I'll go add some firewood to the fireplace."

After going out, Grubeva drank a sip of hot milk and felt much better, and the bedside table on the left hand side was neatly stacked with a leather jacket and the cover she had worn earlier. He picked up his leather jacket, which had a bullet hole on the right side, and wiped the blood clean, pulled out the map he had found in Vasily's desk, looked at it, and set it aside. At present, the most important thing is to find a safe place for the mother and daughter to live, he picked up the hood, the mobile phone was still there, and dialed a call: "Account number: 4587, password: ......." ”

"4587, the account has been closed, what other services do you need?" A woman's familiar, yet cold voice.

Zheng Dong sighed, hung up the phone, and after a while, a private phone number appeared on the phone, "Zheng Dong, what's wrong with you?" "The caller was the operator just now-Mu Yun'er, she is responsible for the task of unifying the transfer of mercenaries, and the relationship is like a brother and sister on weekdays.

"I'm going to activate a safe house in this country."

"I don't have the right to do that unless you go back to the company!"