The estate company can be divided into four parts.

The main office building is in the front of the large villa, and there should be quite a few employees there.

The second is the activity area, which includes a basketball court, a football field, and a delicious canteen on the other side.

The third part is the villa where the members of the action group are now lurking closer.

The fourth part of the estate is surrounded by a green belt around the estate, as well as some treeside huts and clean little houses where the cleaning staff rest.

More and more members of the action team are now approaching the villa in the third section.

Nos. 0 and No. 12 are under full surveillance of the video surveillance department.

There are 38 people in the entire A group, except for No. 0 and No. 12, a total of 25 members were dispatched this time, and now No. 0 and No. 12 are tentatively estimated that at least 13 people have died in the assassination just now.

Number 12 crossed out the numbers of the dead people one by one against the icons on the paper.

And No. 0 is also calculating how many people have entered the villa.

No. 0 is very dissatisfied with this company now, and he even has a plan, when the things in the villa are over, he will send someone to the office building and blow it up directly, leaving no one alive.

No. 8 and No. 23 were now walking upstairs, and No. 12 suddenly pressed the connect button after comparing the deceased, and said to everyone except No. 8 and No. 23: "Don't enter one by one, gather outside the lobby at the right rear of the villa." ”

"We made a mistake from the start." After the 12th gave the order, he turned to the 0th and said, "In such ghost weather, we rushed in and dispersed the manpower, so we gave the other party a good environment for assassination." ”

"It's not that we made mistakes," Zero gritted his teeth, "it's that our plans have been leaked." ”

"Why are you sure that our plans have been leaked, and not that the other side has been secretly guarding them all along?" Rhetorical question No. 12.

Number 0 paused, speechless.

Number 12 looked at the video camera, pressed the connect button again, and said, "After the gathering, all parties will send me a message. ”

"The 9th has arrived."

"Here number 11."

"The 31st is ready."

……

Replies of all kinds rang out.

No. 12 co-ordinated, then looked at No. 8 and No. 23 in the video, and said: "After preparation, go from the back lobby to the third floor, directly break the window, and you are not allowed to be alone." After a pause, he cruelly ordered, "Bloodbath." ”

No. 0 hooked his lips, and a hint of coldness surfaced.

The wind howled, and countless wrist hooks shot up to the roof of the villa, and the special metal tips were indestructible, piercing the building in an instant, and then opening into blade hooks and fixed to the stone wall.

"8th, you and 23rd continue to search." No. 12 said, "Keep an eye on your surroundings at all times, and don't let go of any fish that slips through the net." ”

"Roger."

Number 12 looked at the video on the computer, his eyes turned cold: "Action." ”

The members of the action team who had gathered outside the villa suddenly jumped up lightly, and jumped up with their feet on the exterior wall of the villa.

"They're coming!" The assistant hurriedly turned back to Smith and said, "What to do! They look menacing! ”

Smith couldn't sit still any longer, he turned off his mobile game and started calling Ning Duhan.

The phone rings normally, but it hasn't been connected for a long time.

It wasn't until a dull female voice rang on the phone and told him that no one answered the call he dialed, that he put it down and dialed again.

"What should I do," the assistant was about to cry.

At this time, there was a violent burst of gunfire outside, which shot at those walls with great impact, and the assistant hurriedly covered his ears with his hands and squatted on the ground.

Smith also hid his phone under his desk and continued to call, his whole body trembling.

"Why don't we jump through the window!" The assistant collapsed.

"No!" Rao was scared to this point, and Smith still insisted, "I believe in Mr. Ning, he won't let us have anything to do." ”

On the third floor, there is a large living room outside, which is decorated like a Haoting cocktail party, with a square plan of about 200 meters.

There was a long corridor on each side of the corridor, and on either side of the corridor was a neat row of offices or research rooms, and the doors of each room were rudely kicked open by the mercenaries, searching one by one, and rummaging through the documents on each desk.

Anything that was worthless to them, including vases or paintings that were used to decorate and show their style, would be destroyed by them. Everywhere they passed, they dropped small destruction bombs, enough to blow up a space of fifty square meters.

With sparks and lightning along the way, they are unscrupulously destroying everything.

The light of the fire in the villa illuminates the rainy night outside, and from a distance, the whole villa looks like an old-fashioned furnace with a raging fire burning inside.

No. 8 and No. 23 were searching the second floor at this time, and the movement upstairs did not affect them in the slightest.

The two men walked side by side, rifles loaded in their hands, searching from room to room, looking at the stairs from time to time in case someone suddenly escaped from them.

The assistant hid on the ground and looked up at the video surveillance wall in fear.

In one of the videos, two heavily armed men are approaching step by step, getting closer to the room where they are hiding.

Smith also closed his eyes and finally resigned himself to his fate.

"Bang!" A loud bang came clearly.

The door of a room across the two office rooms from them was rudely kicked open, and the two men walked in with guns in hand, searched them very carefully, and then turned to come out.

The door to the lounge opposite was also kicked open, but at this moment, a crisp whistle suddenly sounded.

The two of them paused, quickly turned around, and aimed at the door for the first time, but there was nothing.

"What are you looking for?" A somewhat heavy male voice said.

"Who!" Number 8 raises the gun.

The man leaned against the wall and said lightly: "Shouldn't it be me who should ask whom, you uninvited guests." ”

"Come out!"

"Brainstorm, it's not your turn to call someone out now."

As he spoke, the man pressed the button for the white cuboid bomb in his hand, and threw it backwards.

"Lie down!" 23 shouted, and fell to the ground with 8.

There was a loud bang, the windows were shattered, the flames rushed out, and the 23rd was killed on the spot.

The glass of the office here was also shattered, the wind and rain blew from outside, and the assistant shrunk into a ball, thinking God bless all the time.

When the killers on the third floor heard the movement, they all pricked up their ears and straightened their backs.

"What happened?" Number 12 asked busily, having dealt with arms for many years, and he could tell from the sound of explosions coming from communication equipment that the bomb that had just exploded was not at all the finely researched white phosphorus bomb they were equipped with.

No. 0 frowned, and his eyes turned to the windows of No. 23 and No. 8: "No. 23, can you hear me?" Number 8, please answer! ”

"Number 23?"

"Number eight?"

……

A half-ringing, slightly weak voice sounded: "Number 0, this is number 8, I don't know if you have spoken, because my ears are almost out of hearing." ”