Watching the change of light and shadow coming from under the crack in the door, Ethan silently took the M1911 he had just captured in his hand.

The doorknob turned slowly, and the door was pushed open.

A strong man in a black robe appeared at the door, his strong muscles almost tearing the robe.

The usually fierce bandits, after opening the door, their legs were weak.

The muzzle of a black hole in the room was pointed at him, and the gunfire left the last glimmer of light in his cornea, and then the bullet exploded into the eyeball and burrowed into his head.

"Puff puff."

Ethan fired three shots in succession, and the gun shot him to the head.

After the gunshots rang out, the strong man didn't even have a chance to touch the gun, and after his head exploded into three clouds of blood mist, he fell to the ground.

"Hurry up, or someone else will come."

Ethan quickly untied Jaber's medical equipment and helped him out the door.

As soon as I got close to the door, I heard footsteps outside.

"Shet."

Jabber cursed weakly and stopped, Ethan raised his pistol and pointed at the door.

The footsteps stopped, and soon another low cry rang out: "Assassin? ”

Hearing that it was Hood's voice, the two of them immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Jabber hurriedly responded:

"It's us, I'm here."

"Okay, don't shoot." Hood soon appeared at the door, and when he saw that Jaber was fine, he smiled and lowered the muzzle of his gun.

Next, Hood held Jabber and Ethan led the way.

You have to get out of the hospital as soon as possible, it's not like a small town, it's in New York now, and the whole hospital will be surrounded by water if the time drags on.

Behind the partition door in front, a figure flickered.

Ethan has a sharp gaze, a black robe, and a guy in his hand.

He immediately raised his gun and opened fire, emptying the magazine of bullets in a second.

The glass on the top of the wooden door was shattered with a bang, and the opposite side was also firing back, sawdust flew wildly, and there were a few more bullet holes on the door panel in an instant.

Across a door, the number of people is unknown.

Ethan immediately made a decision, he casually threw away the M1911 he picked up, reached into his coat, and instantly held the Uzi submachine gun in his hand:

"Go backwards."

Hood nodded, helped Garber around, and ran to the other side.

Ethan took Uzi in both hands and stepped back.

The rabbit's gunman sensed that they wanted to leave in the other direction, and the bullet holes in the partition door flashed through the shadows.

"Da-da-da-da."

There was a scream, and the heavy object fell to the ground.

Ethan's face did not change, as long as there was a movement in the bullet hole on the wooden door, a few bullets flew over, and in this case, the submachine gun forcefully suppressed the opponent's pistol.

By the time bullet holes filled the partition door, Ethan and the others had retreated to the other side of the hallway.

Unfortunately, just around the corner of the road, a dense burst of gunfire rang out.

The three of them looked at each other, it was Carly.

Ethan quickly released the magazine, flicked it hard, and the empty magazine flew to the side.

I took out a spare magazine from my pocket, loaded it on, and slapped it with my hand, and the set of movements was like a smooth flow.

When he loaded the bullets, Hood flashed around the corner at the same time as him.

Outside was a large arc-shaped space, and in the middle was a circular nurse's station, and Carly was crouching in the corner, being suppressed and beaten by the three people opposite.

Bullets flew everywhere, hitting her top, and the concrete on the wall exploded with a thud.

Carly could only protect her head with her hands, and for a while, she had no power to fight back.

Just as she was desperate, Ethan swooped into the field like a tiger into a sheepfold, his submachine gun in both hands making Carly's heart beat violently.

Ethan locked onto his target, pulled the trigger with his finger, and the Uzi submachine gun erupted in fire.

"Da-da-da-da."

Fierce gunfire rang out like fried beans, and bullets poured down on the opposite side.

Not to be outdone, Hood fired wildly with the M1911 in his hand.

The three people who were besieging Carly were directly stunned by the sudden attack.

One of them was knocked over by Hood, and the remaining two men standing together made the submachine gun into a hornet's nest, shattering the glass of the ward behind him.

The nurses' station turned into a battlefield in an instant, and next to Ethan, there were all bullet casings thrown on the ground.

The gunfire stopped, and the two gunmen, killed by the submachine guns, fell backwards.

They smashed the remaining half of the glass wall and collapsed, causing several screams.

The scene was a mess, with bullet holes everywhere.

The patients who were startled by the gunshots, as well as the doctors and nurses lying in the nurses' station, all lay on the ground, shivering.

There was a faint siren in the distance, a sound that was usually familiar, but now it was undoubtedly a talisman.

Ethan walked quickly to the side and slammed the butt of his rifle against the red fire alarm button, and the harsh siren echoed throughout the building.

The sound of gunfire and fire sirens mixed together, creating a great deal of panic.

Except for the scene of the shootout, people in the rest of the place fled the building.

Instead of struggling with the remaining gunmen, they quickly dispersed, blended into the fleeing crowd, and fled in front of the New York police blockade.

It didn't take long for the four of them to return to the car in the parking lot one after another.

At Jaber's direction, Hood drove quickly to the nearest safe house.

In the safe house, Jaber sat down on the couch with Carly's support.

In order not to attract attention, the lace bandage tied to his head had been untied by Ethan, and there was a wound several centimeters long on it.

Ethan walked to the nearby wine cabinet, took out a bottle of brandy, unscrewed the cap, and poured it into his mouth.

Hood stood by the window, looked out into the street below, and after a moment, seeing no movement, he asked:

"Okay, now can you tell me what happened to you?"

"Fake." Jaber touched his head, still feeling a little dizzy:

"Didn't you say Racine was dead? I just hacked into the FBI and found his file. ”

"After all, he has been tracking rabbits for so many years, there must be something we don't know, maybe he can provide some ideas."

"Wait a minute, Racine is dead?"

Ethan put down the bottle and looked at Hood suspiciously.

Hood nodded: "On the day Carly was released from prison, he wanted to follow Carly to find the whereabouts of the rabbit, but was accidentally killed by the killer sent by the rabbit."

"Shet." Ethan cursed in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Jabber asked curiously, Ethan and him should not have much to do with each other.

Ethan took out his cigarette case and looked at it stunned: "It's nothing, he once wanted to recruit me to the FBI, but I refused." ”

"It's normal for you to be recruited." Jaber scratched his head and continued:

"All in all, I found a piece of information in the materials that Racine collected, Ling's father, Rabbit."

Carly interrupted him, "Just a bunny." ”

"Okay." Jaber rolled his eyes: "The information shows that Rabbit has an older brother who works as a priest in a church in New York, so I thought I would go and find out the news." ”

"Unexpectedly, under my tracking, I found the rabbit hiding in the giant basement of the church."

Thank you for the reward, thank you

(End of chapter)