21. You provoked someone you shouldn't mess with

Will. Turan woke up for more than ten seconds after the power outage in the building, he was used to the climate here, and he turned on the air conditioner at night in this town, and he really didn't know what the point was, so such a thing as a power outage was nothing more than affecting a little bit of work.

But it's early in the morning, the power outage won't affect you at all, the guards downstairs are all loaded with guns, and the black and white forces nearby are respectful of themselves, who will come here to find themselves bored?

Therefore, the sudden blackout only made him look at the luminous hands of the clock on the wall in a daze, turn over and continue to sleep, and he did not know where he was in the dream.

Suddenly, as if it were a dream and reality, the unreal and the real, he woke up suddenly—in the dream, a huge monster appeared in sight, opening its bloody mouth and laughing at him.

He sat up from the bed with a thud.

The windows are open, the curtains are low, gently swaying in the early morning wind, as if gently caressed by a lover's hand, the fresh air flutters from the half-open windows to the tip of the nose, the fragrance of eucalyptus, the fresh moisture, the vitality of the early morning, the sound of insects chirping in the mountains and fields, the sound of the river hitting the river embankment, and a trace of coolness swirls in the room.

It would have been a very pleasant and beautiful early morning.

But there was also a strange smell, or rather a feeling, like the nervousness of a giant beast staring at you murderously, and it was in this room. This sent chills all over Turan's body and his muscles tense.

He backhanded the pistol under his pillow, but it was empty.

"Shh On the side of his bed, where his back had just been to, a voice rang out abruptly.

Turan stiffened in the position of touching the gun, while waiting for the man on the couch next to the bed to give a command, where the moonlight could not shine, and his eyes were wide open and he could only see a vague black shadow.

"It's okay, you can sit up slowly."

Yi Yan slowly sat up straight, Turan's left hand slowly touched the head of the bed, there was a small button, as long as he pressed it, the alarm of the building would sound miserably.

"You don't have to ring the alarm bell, the gun under the pillow is gone, the alarm bell will naturally fail, don't try to resist, resisting will make you hurt and then slowly die."

In the darkness, the voice spoke slowly.

"Where are you friends? What do you want? ”

Turan's voice was very calm, and he had the confidence and qualifications to be calm.

This is his territory, most of the country here is his own family territory, and if anyone dares to hurt himself, then this fool is bound to fall into the endless pursuit of death.

There was a chuckle in the darkness, the figure seemed to lean forward, Turan could see the other man's eyes, the hairs all over his body seemed to stand on end, goosebumps on his bare body rose from under the skin, and it was no exaggeration to say that there was even a urge to urinate between his legs.

In the shadows, the face was blurry, but the eyes were fierce and emotionless, staring at Turan as if they were staring at a rotting body.

"Tell me first, what's your name?" The shadow leaned back to the couch again, and its eyes vanished in front of Turan.

"You don't even know who I am?? So what do you want? ”

Regaining the ability to think, Turan's voice was panicked with exasperation.

That look made him panic, and the other party's question made him angry, after all, this dark shadow didn't even understand who he was, and even killed his own bedroom?

"Name." The voice became cold.

"Turan." Turan's mind was spinning rapidly, but his brain, which was so out of line with his appearance, burned hot, and he didn't come up with a good solution.

"Turan! Turan! Why did you kill Meng Chenglong and his daughter? Why did you arrange for someone to kill me? A sigh came from the shadows.

"Why kill the Bernikins? Don't even let that little girl go, what the fuck do you have in your heart? Shall I cut it open and see? ”

Turan's simple head understood.

"You must be mistaken, I don't know any of the people you are talking about, this brother, if you want money, I don't have it here, but we can make friends, you must know that in this jungle, it is definitely better to be friends with me than to be enemies."

In the shadows, Wilturaran's eyes rolled, eagerly, without thinking, quibbling, he naively believed that if the guy sitting opposite was really the guy surnamed Mo, it would be a big deal to promise him an astronomical amount of money, and then it would not be too late to kill him, after all, the surname Mo would not have the same feelings for that land as Meng Chenglong.

"Answer me, and I will decide your fate depending on the situation. You don't know, who did you mess with? The sound of the bullet being loaded was clearly audible in the quiet room.

Suddenly, someone downstairs screamed happily, and then, the plug pressed the red light on, and the mobile phone screen that Turan was charging displayed a charging progress bar, and the light in the room was also stronger because the lights downstairs were all turned on.

Immediately, the crisp sound of AKM gunfire sounded downstairs, and under the lights, the remaining guards saw the corpse.

Mo Lei was shocked, his face remained unchanged, he calmly put away the voice recorder in his hand, and raised his gun to Turan's forehead.

"You really don't say it?"

"Hahahahaha......ha Turan heard the sound of the guards downstairs beginning to gather, and suddenly became arrogant.

"Turan, this proves that it is really you! You've messed with the wrong people!! It's true! ”

Mo Lei sighed, no longer gave the arrogant guy on the bed a chance to beg for mercy, and gently pulled the trigger.

Turan had a bloody hole in his forehead and the back of his head, and he lay straight on the bed.

Mo Lei aimed at the corpse's chest, fired another shot, and before he was about to walk out of the bedroom, he saw a slight fluorescence on the computer on the desk opposite the bed, and when he walked over, he saw the USB flash drive on the computer desk. He picked it up and put it in his trouser pocket and ran to the door.

"Daddy."

There was a crying voice behind him, like a little girl being awakened in the next room.

Mo Lei was stunned.

And a child?

Can't let him think about it, kid? If you can't do it yourself, then let her go.

But in his haste, he dragged the chair to the door, tested the height, and pressed the back of the chair against the doorknob, so that he could not get out of it.

At least the child should not be allowed to see the bloodied corpse.

After doing this, start thinking about retreating.

Do you know that the guards who come up from downstairs will block all the passages on the left and right in just 1 minute, and resist them? I wouldn't do that unless I was stupid.

There was an exclamation from the corridor where he came up, it was a simple trap made by Mo Lei that worked, but it was meaningless and non-lethal, at least it could slightly hinder the progress of the guards and cause psychological intimidation.

Rushing out of the office door, there was a child's cry in the room behind him, Mo Lei's heart tightened, but he still rushed to the left quickly.

"Da da da ......".

The crisp sound of gunfire sounded in the aisle, the bullets whistled and exploded in front of them, and the glass windows at the end of Mo Lei's front were shattered.

Two steps, one step......

Mo Lei quickly rushed to the end of the aisle, his body shrunk into a ball and rolled forward, and he fired two shots with his backhand in the middle of the process, and the AKM behind him quieted down, Mo Lei slammed the gap under the door with his fingers, pulled it in his direction, rolled his body in, turned over to the corner of the wall and sat up, and gasped.

The AKM over there rang out again, the bullet shot through the wooden door next to Mo Lei, and the light penetrated through a few small holes, and in the stairwell on Mo Lei's side, a trace of red light moved from downstairs to upstairs.

With a heart, he took a long breath, changed to a new magazine, Mo Lei pulled out another 0.45 Smith behind him, first fired a few random shots at the bottom of his stairwell, and then retracted his leg and popped out quickly, kicking the wooden door full of holes on his side, and raising his hand to the opposite side of the aisle to finish the bullet in Smith's pistol.

The AKM-armed guard hid quickly, and all the bullets missed.

But Mo Lei didn't mean this, he rushed out of the hiding place, and while continuing to shoot at the opposite side, he reached out to open the wooden door leading to the rooftop on the right side, and rushed to the attic, while replacing all the magazines of the two pistols.

Another mistake, the iron door of the roof attic was not locked, it seems that this group of guards is very confident.

As soon as he opened the iron door, Mo Lei just wanted to put away the pistol with his backhand, when a gust of fishy wind accompanied by a low roar came to his face.

A huge Kasro Guard Dog had already rushed in front of him.

Mo Lei hurriedly retreated into the stairwell, and pulled the iron door shut, Kasro's heavy body pounced on the iron door, making a loud noise, and barked at the door unwillingly.

The noise of the sixth floor loft began to be heard, someone was shouting, and guards with AKM assault rifles alternated to cover the way.

There were at least four rifles, a pistol, and a semi-automatic, no grenades, no heavy weapons......

Mo Lei clasped the doorknob with one hand, and held the desert eagle flat on his chest with the other, he knew that the vicious dog on the rooftop liked to attack the throat the most, and with his own position, there was no problem in killing the beast.

I hope there isn't a second vicious dog, this thing is extremely nasty, and sometimes you can't die after a few shots.

The sound downstairs was near, Mo Lei didn't think much about it, and suddenly pushed the door open, and the vicious dog who was about to turn around and leave turned around in surprise, but then was hit by a few bullets and screamed a few times, and collapsed on the concrete floor.

Mo Lei didn't dare to be careless, and before closing the door, he shot the vicious dog on the head, and then took out a Type 98 flashbang from his backpack, leaving a gap in the iron door.

Coming, already gathered at the door, ready to pounce into the aisle.

Unplugged the safety pin, waited for a second, and threw the flashbang through the crack in the door, Mo Lei closed the iron door almost at the same time, and the huge explosion shook the attic and the corridor, and then it seemed that the whole building shook a few times, and a strong light could be seen flashing a few times from the crack in the door, and after that, there was a wail in the corridor.

Untying the rope from his waist, pulling out the dagger, cutting off about half a meter, and making the deadbolt and lock strong, this thing is sometimes more effective than many hard things, and it takes at least a little time to break it.

The bullet made a few holes in the hard iron door, and the people downstairs shot at the iron door indiscriminately, don't they know the power of ricochet?

A group of semi-professional armed people! Mo Lei defined them.

Under normal circumstances, the rooftop is guarded by at least one guard.

Maybe everyone thought that no one could jump off the sixth floor and run away.

Even if you jump, you can't climb over the 3-meter-high fence so quickly.

However, Xiaolou is only nearly 7 meters away from the river, and according to the drop and distance, a person with a slightly stronger bounce can jump over with the help of some props.

He took out the remaining rope, stood by the wall and estimated the angle of falling into the water, ran to the corner and looked at the barbed wire fence on the fence, untied the rope and threw it down hard, and the iron claws at the other end of the rope were firmly fixed to the wall.

Mo Lei put the rope end on the low eaves beam of the rooftop, looked left and right, took a few steps back, took off his clothes and shoes and stuffed them into the waterproof tarpaulin bag again, and then bowed down.

Suddenly, he lunged forward like an arrow from a string, and when he jumped to the eaves, he grabbed the end of the rope in his hand, kicked his legs violently, and his body made an arc in the air, and fell over the wall into the water.

On the rooftop, several guards who stayed behind rushed to the eaves of the house, facing the dark night and the rolling river, and could only angrily shoot the bullets in the magazine into the rolling river.