After Rogge "changed his face", he kept thinking about revenge on the FBI who punched him in the face.

For this reason, he had to use his last connections in the CIA to find out the two agents who went to that dock that night on a mission, Tom and John.

A golden partner of a white and Chinese group, John is white, that is, the one who almost died by him and was about to bald with thick hair on his face, and he didn't know what to think about transplanting his hair to his face.

Tom, whom Rogge wants to take revenge on, is of Chinese descent, but for Rogge, the identity of a Chinese has always been something he hates, and he should be an American.

Although that old guy Yanagawa is not very bold and has not dared to set foot on American soil for so many years, the information channels he has mastered are indeed not to be underestimated.

The CIA couldn't find Tom's residence, and the gang leader was able to find out, and he didn't know which FBI agent he bribed.

Rog doesn't care how Shiro Yanagawa got this information, he just wants revenge, whoever it is, as long as he angers him, he has to pay the price, those former colleagues are under the command of some stupid commander to take him back to some military court, otherwise he may consider just abolishing them and not necessarily killing.

Rogge felt that he was benevolent enough, how could an agent not kill someone on a mission abroad, and it was ridiculous that he would be cleaned up internally for killing people.

With some of the information that he has mastered over the years, the CIA gave up the pursuit of him, and because of the CIA's softness, Rogge has become invincible, and even the world's executioners like the CIA are helpless, and they can still pull their tiger skin at critical moments, and they are naturally fearless to do things for Yanagawa.

It is this change of mentality that makes Rogge even less reverent of the FBI, a department that is not on the right path with the CIA.

Tom wounded him, and he had to be ready to destroy him.

But Rogge sneaked into the house and didn't see anyone, if it weren't for the fact that the man on the wedding photo hanging on the bedside of the bedroom gradually coincided with the figure in the depths of his memory, he would have wondered if the CIA had colluded with Yanagawa to frame him.

It's not impossible, if he can really catch the line of the CIA, what is the fate of him, a defected agent?

Now that this is the enemy's home, Rogge is not in a hurry, he doesn't know that the family of three he wants to kill is not in San Francisco now and he doesn't know when he will return.

No matter how powerful Shiro Yanagawa's intelligence is, he can't do it to the point where he knows everything about the situation in the FBI department.

Rogge thought that the Tom family would come back the next or third day, so as long as they stayed here, they would have food and drink anyway, and when they came back, they could give the family a "surprise" to repay them.

At this moment, a car came outside, and whether it was his previous identity as an agent or his current identity as a killer, he needed to maintain an extremely sensitive and cautious state.

This state is something that a person like him must have.

Rogge was happy when he found the car parked at the door, and the people in the car got down and the target was the house, what is this called? Someone sends a pillow when you are sleepy? It seems to say so.

Unable to "surprise" Tom, Roger quickly and quietly descended the stairs, loaded a silenced pistol and aimed at the door, as soon as Tom opened the door, he was greeted with a vengeance bullet loaded with rage.

If everything goes according to plan, it will be fine, but after waiting for a long time, I only heard the sound of the lock cylinder shaking outside, but I didn't see the door open.

Rogge, who was impatient to wait, had already opened the safety and was about to shoot, but he heard the conversation outside, and Rogge, who was almost angry, wanted to shoot again.

It was actually two thieves, or two stupid thieves who were not skilled in business, and he was excited in vain when he was a novice.

In order not to cause unnecessary disputes, Rogge is ready to leave secretly, a house is not a matter of thieves stealing, if the thief dies here, it is a trouble, if Tom is alerted, how can he send a surprise?

Although the muzzle of the gun is silenced, this does not guarantee that it will be foolproof.

Rogge's mind was spinning, thinking about how to act next, what the gains and losses would be after such an action, whether it was contrary to the purpose of this time, and other factors, all of which had to be considered in an instant.

When he heard that he needed a flashlight outside because he couldn't see the keyhole, Rogge sneered and was about to leave, he wanted to walk from the second floor, with his skills, he could do it without being discovered, but after only going up a few steps, Rogge always felt that something was wrong.

I feel that I have neglected something, this feeling is very unreasonable, it is unreasonable, and it seems that there is no reason to believe, but what he believes most in this line of work is often not the information on paper, nor his own combat effectiveness, let alone a comrade-in-arms and colleagues who fought in the trenches, but these ethereal intuition without any scientific basis.

Since he directly told him that something was wrong, then it was wrong, so he turned around and fired, without any hesitation, shot the bullets in the gun, and then quickly dodged the doorway and looked for any object in the living room that could be used as cover.

Sure enough, the intuition was right again, and as soon as he left the doorway, there was a gunshot outside the door, and the bullet punched a big hole in the middle of the protégé, who was already full of craters, and it was crumbling, completely losing its original effect.

John pushed Liszt to safety, while he held his gun, and at the same time watched for a surprise attack by an unknown enemy in the house: "Liszt, go to the car, there is communication equipment there, you should know how to use it." ”

Liszt is a trainee police officer, although he has never been out in the field, and he is an out-and-out rookie in front of an experienced old police detective, but the most basic training is still required, otherwise Charlie will not be able to let a person who does not know anything and does not follow any rules enter the police station.

Liszt looked at John who was in front of him, and after thinking for a while, he could only do it obediently, he didn't have a gun, at least he couldn't take it out openly at this time.

If he did, there really wouldn't be an explanation.

He never thought that a few lame excuses would hide the federal elite like John and Tom.

So I had to obediently use the walkie-talkie in the car to contact John's group members.

During this time, John has been moving cautiously in small areas, but he never leaves the police car and does not intend to enter the house.

Liszt knew that John was not afraid, but afraid that the gunman would hurt him.

As soon as he finished the call, John whispered again: "There's a gun in the trunk, take it out and protect yourself." ”

Liszt was overjoyed when he heard this, and it was too timely to say this, just thinking that he couldn't get a gun and sent a gun himself, at this time, if he killed the gunman, it shouldn't be considered a crime, and the feeling of having an FBI endorsement is different.

Liszt opened the trunk and found that the gun in the trunk was actually an M870, and Liszt had to reflect on his petty family spirit, thinking about how it could be a small pistol in the trunk.

There was no warning from Miranda, and there was no negotiation of surrendering without killing, only an unaesthetic, obscene squatting.

Cautiously approaching the door, John didn't know if he had killed the bandits, but he didn't dare to risk it.

If he was alone, John broke into the door directly, and now there was a "drag oil bottle" there, and John had to consider Liszt's safety.

Someone who was used as a drag oil bottle didn't have the slightest self-awareness, methodically feeding the M870 with 12mm bullets.

The stupid bullet was a joy to look at, and Liszt was thinking about how to break in without danger.

"Don't move!" Boom"

Bang tom

The tattered door was completely reduced to broken planks on the floor.

With the click of the bullet casing, Liszt, who had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, quickly took one from the bullet belt around his waist and refilled it, and then, in John's stunned gaze, he walked majestically to the doorless door, and shot sharply at the living room with the most objects.

Just as John was about to pull Liszt back with a dark face, Liszt had already slipped in.

Liszt didn't know where the gunman was hiding, but he shot at the most likely place first, which was called taking the lead and not seeking to hurt the enemy and kill the enemy, as long as it could scare the other party so that the other party did not dare to shoot at this time.

The first thing a person like Liszt, who doesn't have much security, does when he arrives in a new place is to find out the terrain.

So all the switches in Tom's house, the various rooms, and the placement of furniture, as long as he has not been passive since he went out, he remembers it, as if the house has been 3D modeled in his mind.

Rogge was forced to shoot Liszt by Liszt's troll, and Rogge, who was about to shoot Liszt, retracted back behind the sofa.

Hiding behind the sofa and quietly observing, not being able to find the other party's figure made Rogge very uneasy.

Suddenly, the lights in the living room flickered, and for a moment all the lights on the first floor turned on.

With M870 in hand, Liszt brutally patrolled his territory, hoping to find something out of the ordinary, and then trolled at it with a thrill.

The fierce clash between the two gangs not only alarmed the residents of the crime site, the San Francisco police, federal agents, and the reporters who came to hear about it, but also the two gangs themselves were caught off guard by the incident.

It was very late when Di Wu received the news, and it was Zhang Li's allies who contacted him and informed him that Zhang Zhang only knew that his subordinates actually ran to the Japanese territory in droves with guns at night, and immediately engaged in a shootout with the Japanese.

Although it was at night, the gunshots continued to sound at night, and everyone knew that something was wrong, which not only alarmed the police, but even newspaper reporters of all sizes rushed over, and no matter how big the triad was, I am afraid that it would not be able to cover it this time.

Joey, this idiot, actually took people and guns to find the Japanese without any disguise, and the Japanese didn't have a big loss, but he wanted to wipe the bastard's ass.

Zhang Zhang even had the heart to steal Joey's body from the forensic doctor and whip the corpse.