I heard Hank say don't panic, let those people do it first.

The occupants of the casino quickly dispersed, some hiding under the tables and others behind pillars.

Ethan stood behind a pillar and gave Hank a silent thumbs up, his decision was exactly what he wanted.

The entire gambling hall is surrounded by the sound of televisions.

They all raised their guns, muzzles facing the entrances.

Unlike the others, Ethan had put his index finger on the trigger and the butt of the gun against his shoulder.

Zhanmi was not far away, noticing Ethan's action.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he curled his index finger on the trigger guard and stuck it in.

Footsteps rang out, and soon stopped again.

Ethan squinted, the corner of the front desk blocked most of the view, and from above, the glass door could be seen pushed open with a small slit.

"Bang bang!"

A few crashes sounded, and two small cylindrical objects jumped inside.

Ethan's face was shocked, and he quickly turned around and quickly covered his eyes with his hands.

"Flashbang !!"

With one of his roars, two loud bangs erupted.

The extremely harsh light penetrated through the fingers, and even though the eyes were closed, the extremely exaggerated white light could still be felt.

His head buzzed, and his heart felt as if it had been hit with a hammer.

Reality is no better than a game, and the power of flashbangs is far from being solved by turning around.

Clearly feeling the impact of the air wave, the loud noise made him dizzy for a while, and a sharp whistling sound sounded in his ears.

The light flickered, and Ethan shook his head vigorously.

The others didn't know if they reacted fast enough, and they were hit with two flashbangs indoors, and the effect was simply super doubled.

He resisted the discomfort and quickly turned from behind the pillar.

Three bandits with black hoods appeared in front of him, and Ethan's fingers snapped.

"Bang!"

The loud sound of the shotgun was also faint at this time.

The head of one of the bandits exploded like a watermelon the moment he pulled the trigger.

Countless scarlet droplets of water flew behind with the shotgun, and the glass could no longer hold on, and it shattered with a thud and fell downstairs with a crackle.

After firing a shot, Ethan turned to dodge.

"Bang bang bang!"

A faint gunshot rang out, and the cement pillar was hit, instantly creating a row of small holes.

The raised cement chips hit the body indiscriminately.

On the other side, several other people curled up, crouching behind the posts and tables.

Only Atwater, who just didn't dare to show his head, didn't suffer so much damage.

With fiery eyes and tears streaming down his face, he fired indiscriminately in the direction of the door, trying to provide cover for Ethan.

An ambush was found inside, and the men were wearing police bulletproof vests.

In addition, as soon as his own people rushed in, one person was shot in the head.

The remaining two bandits suddenly retreated.

They quickly returned fire at the spot where the gunshots had first sounded, and then turned and fled outside.

"Bang Bang!"

As soon as I came outside, I found that the person who was staying behind to retreat was also firing wildly below.

"Trap!"

The man who was firing did not look back, and shouted:

"Rush in, casinos have back doors."

"Fack!"

On one side was a narrow staircase and heavy gunfire, and on the other side was a spacious gambling hall and a bunch of stunned people.

It doesn't take them a second to make what they think is the right choice.

Downstairs, Hank and Antonio, as well as Erin, who has recovered, are firing ferociously regardless of the danger, trying to find a way to burst upwards.

The people above took two flashbangs, and who knows if there is still combat effectiveness.

The slightest carelessness can lead to serious casualties.

"Chicago Police."

Hank was in a hurry, and roared loudly:

"Throw away your weapons, you still have a way to live."

Now I can only identify myself and hope for the people above, and I dare not kill them.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually had a flashbang, a big killer for indoor attack.

Ethan immediately threw away the shotgun and pulled the python out.

Taking advantage of the gunfire on Atwater's side, he dodged out in the other direction.

The two bandits were heading inside.

Ethan quickly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

When the bullet hits a person's neck, time seems to slow down.

The flesh is torn, and the neck is crooked at an extremely exaggerated angle.

In front was a small hole, and when the warhead flew out from behind, under the terrifying effect of the cavity effect, the flesh churned, bringing a hole from the back of the neck.

"Poof!"

The blood splattered and slapped the hood of the bandit behind him.

Covered in liquid, the man panicked, closed his eyes, pressed the trigger, and fired indiscriminately.

"Atwater, don't shoot!"

Ethan yelled as hard as he could, shooting as he lunged forward.

One by one, the bullets were fired and slammed into the body of the bandit in the back.

Atwater couldn't hear the sound at all, his eyes blurred and he saw a person rushing out from the side, he quickly released the trigger and buried himself behind the table.

The warhead whizzed by, exploding several clouds of blood mist on the body of the bandit behind.

His body shook wildly a few times, and he desperately opened his eyes.

A furious figure had already rushed in front of him, and the tactical boots slammed into him with a thousand powers.

The bandits flew into the air and went over the window.

He looked at the blue sky and white clouds, he didn't feel any pain, and his whole body was fluttering.

"Bang!"

In less than two seconds, he slammed to the ground, blood splattering everywhere.

The bandit's eyes flickered, and the final image was of a Chinese man, wearing a star-striped cap, his frightened face stained with scarlet blood.

Fakyou, you are Chinese, what are you wearing this hat for?

With the last hint of doubt, the bandit fixed his eyes.

Upstairs, Ethan kicked the second bandit downstairs, and the man whose neck was blown fell to the ground.

The man who was left behind could no longer withstand Hank's heavy gunfire.

He put away his gun and wanted to rush in with the two accomplices.

Turning his head, his pupils constricted violently.

The slender barrel flashed with a cold light.

The huge muzzle of the gun, facing him, gave him the feeling that he was going to devour himself.

"Smack!"

AR-15 falls to the ground.

The bandits raised their hands and shouted: "I surrender!" ”

"Bang."

Ethan pulled the trigger hard, and the bullet drilled into his eyebrow, through the skull, and in the ground behind him, striking a small crater.

"I'm sorry!" He plucked his ears with his fingers:

"I can't hear what you say."

"Boom."

The bandits fell backwards to the ground, kicking up dust.

"I'm Ethan, don't shoot."

Faintly hearing the dense gunfire below, he crouched down and shouted loudly below: "Stop firing!" ”

"Everyone, stop shooting, the bandits have been solved!"

Soon, the figure flickered.

Horstead was the first to rush forward, and his heart was beating wildly when he saw several corpses lying on the ground.

The scene was so bloody that there was blood everywhere at the entrance.

"How's it going?"

He hurriedly leaned down and asked anxiously.

At this time, Hank and Erin also appeared at the doorway.

Ethan could only see their mouths open and close, the screaming in their ears still not stopping.

"I can't hear you."

He stood up and grabbed Horstead: "I'm fine, go in and see them." ”

"Be careful, don't get hurt by mistake!"

He couldn't control his volume at all now, and under the control of his adrenaline, his voice sounded like he was growling.

Hank hurriedly made the gesture he received, patting Horstead on the shoulder and walking cautiously inside.

Erin on the side was holding down the walkie-talkie and saying something quickly.

Ethan slapped his ears and thrust the python's revolver into the holster.

(End of chapter)