The gunmen nodded in unison.

The brutality of this big guy is still very famous, and they can't afford to provoke it.

One of his subordinates gathered together: "Sir, the people on the roof are ready." ”

"Now, go up for me, kill that baby, and kill that Mr. Smith by the way. By the way, and the nurse was also killed. The bearded man stood up, pulled out his gun, and swung it.

The gunners immediately rushed forward.

Bang bang bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

Rumble!

Bang bang bang!

Ahhh

Moments later, the gunman at the front had already rushed up to the fifth floor and engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with someone.

The last gunman had just gone up to the second floor of the retrograde staircase, and the bearded guy also touched his gun to follow.

As he stepped onto the third floor, a gray-and-black Luke stepped through the open door of the apartment building.

Looking sideways at the swarming gunmen, he shook his head in his heart: sure enough, it was a gang, and there was not even a single person left to guard the gate.

Come to think of it, they thought that more than fifty people rushed up, so they ate that Mr. Smith.

With this in mind, Luke pulled out a P226 from his armpit, and unhurriedly pulled out a long muffler and put it on.

Today he is here to fight the black gun, and the movement can be small.

After a piece of broken glass fell, a black-clad gunman slammed into the ground on the first floor.

Luke glanced down and snickered inwardly.

This guy broke through the skylight glass and came down, but there was a hole in his chest, and the rope landing also turned into jumping off the building, and he died a proper death.

Choosing the corner of the second floor, the muzzle of his gun was aimed diagonally upwards at the gunmen at the staircase on the fifth floor.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

The four gunmen, who had just reached the fifth floor, fell to the ground.

Three of them were silent, and only one guy was screaming.

The muffler still has a little bit of an impact on its own hit rate. Luke commented in his heart, not surprised.

The silencer is not completely silenced.

The kind of shooting bang bang in the movie, and installing a silencer turns into a sneer, like a silent pistol, is basically impossible.

When his P226 collided with the muffler, he only changed the sound of the gun to a jet sound similar to that of a nail gun, and disguised the muzzle flame.

In an apartment building filled with all sorts of noises at the moment, this is about the same effect as a silent pistol.

Luke was not greedy, and after knocking out the four, he paused slightly.

He watched the gunmen's reactions, especially the bearded guy.

Although this guy has a pale and puffy ugly face, his professional level is really good.

I have time to ask Lao G if I know the name of this forensic behavior consultant.

But apparently, the bearded guy didn't expect a sneak attacker to appear, and his attention was all drawn to the fierce firefight upstairs.

Luke resolutely went on the offensive.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

Again, four gunmen fell, and this time none of them moved.

Luke quickly retracted.

The bearded man glanced down consciously, clearly sensing that something was wrong.

The corners of Luke's mouth twitched: Sure enough, he is an expert.

His figure sped away from here, piercing through a nearby house, and the hook shot out to the top of the building.

Just as he was sneaking up on the roof, four gunners came down from the roof.

Luke didn't think these guys would keep anyone on the rooftop.

Rising to the edge of the roof, he took a deep breath, rolled over, looked at a broken skylight, and moved to another skylight seven or eight meters away.

This is near where Smith is located.

He raised his gun with his head down, the muzzle of which was pointed diagonally downward.

Click! Click!

The back of the heads of the two guys with UZI sweeps bloomed.

Luke quickly moved to another skylight.

Click! Click! Click!

Three lined up, and the imposing gunners pounced one by one.

It's like balloonning, a game for kids! Luke was in his heart.

Just as he was having a good time firing the black gun, Mr. Smith below was in a rage.

I saw him step on a table, jump up, and fire wildly with two guns in his hands as he spun.

The four gunmen who outflanked him on the left and right burst into several balls of blood and fell to the ground screaming.

Landing on the ground and rolling, lying on his back on a flatbed, the huge momentum carried the flatbed quickly sliding out.

Bang Bang Bang!

The two gunmen who had just rushed up from the fifth floor rolled down.

The flatbed truck also crashed into one of the gunmen who had just rushed out from behind, and Mr. Smith moved his gun up and aimed it at the head of the stooping gunman.

Syllable!

Tumbling into a pile of miscellaneous shelves on the side, Mr. Smith threw away the HK-P7 and P226 in his hand and picked up the HK416 that had been placed there from the shelf.

Bang bang!

The two gunmen who emerged from the other side of the rack were knocked upside down and flew out.

Grabbing a long skateboard from the shelf, he lay down on it and kicked his legs on the shelf.

The skateboard carried him through the shelves.

Bang bang!

After sliding past the surrounding gunmen, Mr. Smith's HK416 gun opened fire left and right, causing several gunmen to scream.

At the last moment, he swapped into a magazine, and the skateboard rushed out of the area where the shelf was.

Seven or eight gunmen were traveling roughly in a circle, but the muzzles of their guns were pointing at the area of the stacked shelves.

Mr. Smith leaned back to the skateboard and scurried into the circle.

Bang bang!

With his legs on the ground in a row, the skateboard creates a large arc on the ground.

Mr. Smith didn't even need to move the muzzle too much, allowing it to be driven by its body in a circle, tilting a series of bullets at each gunman it passed.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! "Seven or eight gunmen fell to the ground one by one.

Luke was amazed by the skylight, Smith is really super strong!

Glancing at the staircase again, he almost burst out laughing.

The bearded guy has already started to run wild...... Next, his four henchmen also followed closely behind him and ran away decisively.

Only the last group of unlucky gunmen who rushed to the fifth floor were chased by Smith, who had entered a state of rage, and named them one by one with HK416.

Smith roared in his heart at this moment: Made! Just your weapons! Lao Tzu has it now!

He has been living in a tight situation lately, and he even has to save bullets, and last night's battle with dozens of gunmen made him embarrassed and he was also very breathless.

Now he got a batch of sophisticated firearms, and the bullets were even bigger, and he finally swept away the stuffiness.

With this great power, Mr. Smith who fought a group, Luke stopped moving, and casually inserted the P226 in his hand back into his armpit.

On the fifth floor, the thumping gunfire stopped a moment later.

Luke admired in his heart.

Smith's marksmanship is absolutely top-notch, although it is not to the extent of a gun headshot, but every time the HK416 shoots a short point, the gunman will inevitably fall down.

In just over ten seconds, the remaining gunners were all knocked down.