The gunfire was not loud, and it was still some distance from our square. Judging from the direction, it should be that the two sides of the melee are coming here. So most of the people in the square didn't realize the danger coming, and still walked or went about their own business, and only a few stopped and looked in the direction where the gunshots came.

But this shot is completely different for a few of us who have a heart, this burst of sound is like a starting gun on the field, giving us and the other team a signal that the game has started.

I noticed that at the same time as the gunshots rang out, the temperament of the two guys who were walking towards the old guy changed suddenly. Their gaze was no longer as loose as before, but they had a clear goal, and the pace of their feet was noticeably faster, and at the same time, the arms that were originally hanging down at their sides became a little stiff, and their right hands made a gesture to draw their guns.

Naturally, I wouldn't give them a chance, so I stepped out of the crowd and raised my right hand, which had been holding the gun close to my leg, and quickly aimed the gun at the guy in the denim jacket.

My action not only attracted the attention of the other party, but also made several passers-by look at me. It's just that the reactions of the two people are completely different, the former immediately turned to me and lowered his body while increasing his movement speed, while the latter suddenly screamed and ran away.

I pushed away the pedestrian who was in my way and pulled the trigger, and the gun in Maxim's hand beside me rang out. At the same time as our gunshots rang out, the guy on the other side also pulled the trigger. The distance between the two of us at the moment was so close that I could almost see the expressions on each other's faces at this moment. The gunshots rang out in the square, as if firecrackers were set off in the crowd, and after the gunshots rang out, everyone's eyes were on us, they didn't know what was going on, and they didn't think that someone was shooting at their side, and when the people close to us saw everything that happened, someone started to run, and when someone started running, it was as if there was a virus that made people run away quickly, more and more people ran in panic, and the whole square instantly fell into chaos.

Our shot hit the guy in the denim suit, who fired a shot before he was shot, but it hit the pedestrian in front of me who I had just pushed away. But instead of killing the guy directly, the bastard didn't die after he fell to the ground, but quickly crawled out in the direction of the gate, which was the direction of his companion.

I was going to shoot the guy again, but the people who kept running by made it impossible for me to hit him with confidence, and at this point, the man in the tracksuit was already approaching the old guy, and he was very focused at the old guy at the moment, not even looking at his injured companion, let alone us, he was also pushing away the people running in front of him, looking for a chance to shoot.

"Block him!" I screamed as I raised my gun and fired a shot at the guy in tracksuit, which hit a pedestrian next to him. After the man next to him fell to the ground, the guy seemed to realize that he had been targeted, and suddenly crouched down and raised his right hand to make a posture of preparing to shoot back.

Instead of stopping shooting because I accidentally injured an innocent person, I continued to pull the trigger in the direction of the target. The guy in the denim suit, who had fallen to the ground, had crawled for a while and was stopped by the people who had run by, and by the time I saw him again, he had already turned around and was ready to shoot with the muzzle of his gun pointed at us. But before he could shoot, he was knocked to the ground by the people running by in the panic around him, and then he was trampled by more people, and the figure soon disappeared into the crowd again.

Maxim's and I shots made it impossible for the other guy, the guy in the tracksuit, to fight back effectively, and he could only crouch on the ground and quickly lean in the direction of the old guy while trying to find an opportunity to shoot us in the dwindling crowd. But he hadn't taken a few steps before I saw the old guy suddenly step out from behind two panicked pedestrians and come to the side and back of the other guy, raise his hand and shoot him in the head.

The man was shot in the back of the head, and he was dead the moment he was hit. So after being shot, the guy threw himself forward and fell to the ground in a completely radioactive state.

"Protect the old guy, don't be careless!" I said to Maxim as I glanced at the still calm old guy Younis, I can only say that we all seemed to ignore the old guy for a moment that he was a specially trained agent, although he was a decoy, or a target, but it was not difficult for him to shoot and kill people when he was holding a gun, and in such an environment, it was obviously more suitable for an old agent like him.

I gave a word to Maxim beside me and quickly headed to the other side of the square, and I had barely taken two steps before I saw my target. The old creature was running towards the mall with heavy steps, ripping off his hat and tossing it aside as he ran, and as he approached the gate, he pushed away a shopping mall worker in blue overalls and a row of shopping carts next to him. Not far behind him was Krzhakov, who came closely. Krzhakov raised his hand as he ran, and fired a shot at the old thing that was passing through the doorway, but the shot missed, only the glass on the door.

I quickly raised my right hand to follow and was about to pull the trigger, but just then I noticed that Krzhakov suddenly stopped, and I saw a man in blue overalls quickly approaching him from the side of the gate, and then a gunshot rang out.

Instinctively, I lowered my body and looked to the side, and by the time I looked over, Krzhakov had already been shot and fell. I quickly looked at the person who shot me, and saw that the guy who shot was also looking at me. Even though the guy was wearing blue overalls, I quickly recognized him as Heynckes, and it kept making me wonder why he didn't show up!

The guy reacted quickly, and was already aiming at me when I looked at him, and I quickly moved to the back of a shopping cart not far in front of me, and although I didn't think this thing could stop the bullets, it was the only one that could stop me at the moment.

But just as the guy was about to shoot, the gun in Kerzhakov's hand, who had fallen to the ground, rang out, and Heyncks was hit in the calf, and the whole person fell diagonally as if he had been kicked hard.

After the guy fell to the ground, Krzhakov tried to shoot again, but before he could pull the trigger, Heyncks' gun went off again...

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