How many other people have you thugs beaten over the years?

Which bat did you not steal?

Take any one and test it, it's stained with other people's blood!

Brother is here to collect debts today!

If you owe, you have to pay it back!

Interest, to give!

If you want to die, no way!

Shaun gently cushioned the pistol that had landed in mid-air with his foot, and silently held it to the ground at his feet.

This is the first one.

The second one also came, but it was only a second before and after, obviously I didn't hear any movement from the people in front of me, so let's run forward!

Follow!

Shaun struck the Adam's apple because he didn't want to hear the gangsters howling, and besides, a broken Adam's apple wasn't a fatal injury.

He stood in the dark hallway, rhythmically rolled his eyes at the thugs, and then threw his backhand at the hallway behind him with fancy pitching.

Straight spin balls, side spin balls, floating balls, straight balls, all good balls!

Each ball flew straight out of the corridor window, smashed against the opposite wall, and then fell to the ground.

…...

There are also some residents on the second floor, but no one will open the door at this time.

After almost fifteen people came in, no one came in again.

Presumably, the people down there thought that these people had searched the building enough.

But it seems that the corridor is unusually quiet, shouldn't it be a little noise?

The thugs downstairs didn't realize this, because there were still seven or eight wounded people lying underground who needed to be dealt with as soon as possible.

The heaviest one seemed to be the one who was thrown down, softened into a ball, burned by the fire and half of his body smelled of cumin, but there was still breathing.

After the thing was no longer thrown from it, they began to rescue the wounded, dragged the people aside, asked if they were dead, and if they were not dead, get up and prepare for battle!

Arrange a few more people to prepare to drive people to the hospital, this kind of injury can be professional.

The car slammed into action.

The streets are lively.

Little Tim looked up at the window on the third floor, the light was still on, and he didn't hear the slightest movement, strange.

There are eight households on each floor of this old building, left single and right, left four and right four, the corridor is straight, only one side has stairs, there are windows at both ends, and there are iron safety ladders outside the windows, which is the standard configuration of the old building.

One by one, Shaun threw the thugs out of the windows on the side of the building, like playing a weird game of pitching.

When a muffled sound came, someone finally noticed that something was wrong.

"Oh my god, this is Fritsie, this is Binny... Boss, there is a situation! They were thrown out! ”

"People on the second floor!"

"Rush forward! Kill them! ”

Tim Jr. patted a crony next to him: "Go under the seat of my car, there's a grenade." ”

More people began to pour into the hallway, and some people came up while shooting, but unfortunately the bullets did not bend, and the ricochets could not hurt Sean.

With a sneer on his face, he felt that the other party was in front of him, so he leaned out like lightning, snatched the gun that stretched out around the corner, pulled the person over, and put his muzzle at his head to push it in, watching a blood hole appear, and it was estimated that thirty percent of the people died.

Throw it away, break one and drop the other as it was.

Then he heard footsteps coming from the direction of the lifeladder. Sean glanced at it calmly and dodged to the window.

Then the grenade appeared.

A black grenade in the dark, which ordinary people simply cannot detect.

It's just that Sean's eyesight is no longer ordinary people.

Well done!

Just in time for a home run!

Looking at the grenade thrown into the corridor in mid-air, Sean quickly flicked the paper stick in his hand and hit it diagonally back from the way it came, hitting the opposite wall first, and then bounced over the street

Rumble! There was a loud bang.

There was nothing in the corridor, but outside there was dust and smoke, shrapnel flying sideways, and screaming again and again.

Sean smiled, it should be considered a hit.

When the grenade exploded, it should have flown right into the middle of the street, and it was estimated that it was three or four meters above the ground, unless it happened to be on the side, otherwise it was not easy to die.

How boring it is to blow it up!

Actually, I also have a talent for sports, but I don't think anyone will dare to play with me in the future!

Tsk twice, Midley Street, as expected, lives up to its name, even grenades, and it is not uncommon for more firepower to follow.

I'm looking forward to the moment when I hit the RPG!

Shaun hadn't tried the taste of grenades.

Pistol, he knew he couldn't hurt himself.

Grenade, he didn't know.

When the thug standing outside the window pulled out the pull ring and was about to drop the grenade, at that moment, Sean had a flash of thought to rush over and hold down the guy's hand, but he didn't know if the grenade was a spring or a hair pull.

Shaun is not a military fan, he doesn't understand this thing, he only knows that if it's the kind of press spring, the pull ring is just a safety pin, and after pulling it away, if you don't let go, the press spring won't explode if it doesn't bounce up. However, if it is a hair pull type, the pull ring is a fuse, and it will generally explode in about 4 seconds after pulling it off.

Although the innate realm physique is extraordinary, and it will definitely not die if it is blown up by a grenade, but if you have nothing to do and find a bomb, you will be a fool.

It's better to draw it back with a stick.

As for whether the people under the corridor are dead or seriously injured, it doesn't matter.

Just a slight pity.

There were several guns falling on the ground, and Sean pursed his lips, his hands itching a little.

The shadow of the feet was like flying, and more than a dozen pistols were bounced into the air, and Sean hugged it, and picked a handful with his right hand and swirled the flower on his fingers.

With brisk steps, Shi Shiran walked down the stairs, and fired a few shots without raising his eyes or aiming at them, and the gunfire burst out, making a few thugs who were about to rush in roll and howl.

It's so cool, it's so cool!

Sean has infinite excitement in his eyes, he watched gunfight movies when he was young, and now he can finally experience it, how many years of dreams!

The important thing is that none of them were killed, listen to it, they are all panting and screaming for help, these bastards are good sissies.

Strange why don't you call it to take medicine?

Shaun stood still, standing in the dark, the fire still flashing in the street outside, and it seemed that the hallway was getting darker and darker. The whole building was dead silent, no one dared to turn on the lights, and they were all breathing dullly,... Under the bed!

Bang! Sean fired a shot from the waist, the bullet refracting off the ground and piercing into the ass of a thug, causing a scream and a small mess.

"Listen to the people outside! I am surrounded by you, but I will not surrender! He said with a smile, his voice not loud but clear in the street.

"Don't you like sports? I'm here to play with you today," Sean shouted calmly from the corner of the stairs, "Shall we hit the human target now?" Hold up the gun, I'll count one, two, three, let's get high! ”

…...

Sean's voice came out, and the street was quiet, and dozens of thugs raised their guns as long as they could still hold guns, and they were indeed fanning around the entrance of the building.

They knew that the enemy who had them on the floor was going to show up tonight.

The guy who was arrogant like a madman, the guy who still doesn't know what he looks like.

Yes, it's out!

Everyone gritted their teeth and decided to dump all the bullets on the man when he showed up, beating him into a puddle of rotten meat!

Tim made a gesture, but no one cared what it meant.

"Don't mess around, it could be our people." Tim whispered.

…...

"Are you idiots ready?"

"Fack!" Someone shouted.

"Good, one!" Sean picks a thug, then another, and another, "Two! ”

Little Tim had a gun in his hand, his heart pounding, and he remembered the cunning enemies in many of the movies, and he had to listen to everything he said.

I watched another burst of gunfire in the corridor, and then several black shadows flew out of the air.

Bang! Tim Jr. subconsciously pulled the trigger, and turned his head to catch a glimpse of a flash of gunfire on the side.

The muffled sound of BOOM made a person tumble to the ground.

"Bruno! You've hit him! Little Tim clenched his teeth.

The thug who fired at the same time shrank his head: "I didn't!" ”

Tim swallowed, it was the same thing on the side anyway.

"Huh? Even your own people fight? Shaun laughed, "It's really inhuman!" ”

…...