"Hey, Milares."

Muñoz bumped fists with the person who came and said excitedly: "If you don't mind, I want to have a shot with this Bichi first." ”

"Absolutely."

The person who came was Milares, his fist flying up and down: "What's mine is yours, go ahead." ”

Burgeston breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the target figure appear.

She clutched her handbag tightly and walked upstairs with Muñoz, and when she reached the corner of the second floor, she patted Muñoz on the buttocks: "Tough guy, you go into the room." ”

"I'll go to the bathroom and tidy up."

"Why are you Bichi always so troublesome?"

Muñoz glared at her, "Hurry up, or I'll clean up later." ”

"Don't worry, it'll be right away."

Burgess waved at him and walked into the bathroom next to him.

Toilet, bathtub, sink, and a window next to it.

It's a small place, but it's all available.

As soon as she entered, she immediately closed the door and took the latch on.

She held back her panic, quickly opened her handbag and took out her mobile phone from it, her fingers flew, and she quickly dialed the phone:

"I saw Milares, there were five people on the first floor and one on the second floor."

"There were also a few call girls on the scene."

"There are a few people with bulging waists, they should be armed, you be careful."

"Got it."

Hank's voice rang, and the phone hung up.

"Whew!"

Burgess breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers tapping nervously on his satchel, waiting for someone outside to launch it.

"Bang."

Below the first floor, there was a muffled sound.

This was followed by heavy gunfire, screams of terror, and angry screams.

"Bang."

There was a loud bang that startled Burgess.

"Fakyu, Bichi."

The wooden door of the bathroom was slammed and trembled, the door frame shook, and dust fell.

Just when she thought the people outside had left, it suddenly became quiet outside, and the next moment, the door slammed open, the latch flew and the window was broken.

Enraged, Muñoz gasped and appeared at the door.

"It's you."

Muñoz roared, "Bichi, you damn sliver. ”

Burgess tossed his bag over and was swept away.

Another flirtatious leg, and Muñoz flashed easily and punched her.

"Ah~"

Burgess felt as if he had been hammered with a hammer and let out a cry of pain.

"Bang."

Muñoz didn't stop moving, punching her in the face.

The huge force directly flipped her into the bathtub.

She was dizzy, and could only push her high heels frantically to push the opponent's attack back.

"Burgess."

Shouts were heard from outside, and they were rapidly approaching.

Seeing this, Muñoz gave up the idea of continuing the attack, and he quickly pushed the window open, jumped into the air, and jumped directly from the second floor.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Rusek was the first to rush into the bathroom, and when he saw Burgess curled up in the bathtub, he quickly asked, "Are you hurt?" ”

"No, hurry up and chase it!"

Burgess clutched his stomach and pointed to the window in pain.

"Got it."

Rusek didn't stop there, gritted his teeth and jumped out.

As soon as he landed, before he could stand firmly, a black shadow came out of the side, swept him to the ground with a kick, and then hit him frantically with a heavy fist.

Rusek's hands frantically blocked, but he still took a few hard hits.

For a while, the eyes were full of Venus, and I couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

It wasn't until the footsteps quickly departed that he embarrassedly let go of his arms.

By this time, Muñoz had already run to the sidewalk in the distance.

"Bang bang."

Two gunshots rang out over his head, hitting Muñoz's side, and he fled a little faster.

"The suspect fled."

Olinsky's voice sounded above: "In front of the house, chase quickly." ”

"Fack!"

Rusek slammed the snow on the ground with a hard punch, and got up with his hands and feet, chasing in the direction of the other party's escape.

At the mouth of the alley, there was a flash, and Horstead rushed to the front.

Ford Interceptor, Ethan scrambled the AR15 to his lap and kept staring at the Cadillac SUV next to him.

Sometimes, time can go by for a long time.

Minute by minute, it was as if the passage had stopped.

I don't know how long it took, Cadillac's double flashing lights suddenly flashed.

Ethan immediately pushed the door open and got out of the car with an assault rifle.

With him, there were people in several cars next to him, and the people of the intelligence team pushed the car doors one after another.

They were all wearing protective equipment and carrying various equipment in their hands, just like a commando team.

Fortunately, there were no passers-by on the street at this time, otherwise they would have been scared.

Quickly gathered behind Cadillac, and all of them crouched down to hide their figures.

"There are a lot of people inside, everyone pay attention."

Hank looked around and said quickly, "Five robbers on the first floor, one robber on the second floor." ”

"The rest are either their own people, or call girls."

When he said this, he was shocked.

A dozen robbers and six robbers are two completely different difficulties.

However, there are still ordinary people in it, and it will also cause them trouble.

"Be careful, don't hurt civilians."

Hank continued to explain the important things: "As for Milares, I need him alive, understand? ”

"Understood." The crowd answered.

"Rusek, Olinsky, the two of you are in charge of the second floor." Hank pulls out Glock and waves his arm:

"Antonio and I went to the back door and acted thirty seconds later."

Time was of the essence, and no one knew what would happen to Burgess and Nadia inside, and the entire operation was deployed in a matter of seconds.

Ethan took the lead, leading a group of people to rush to the front door.

Hank and Antonio, on the other hand, quickly disappeared into the alley next to them.

Walking up to the porch, Ethan lowered the muzzle of his gun.

Looking at the watch, there are still ten seconds.

Horsted stood across from him, his hammer in the air.

On the steps, Erin and Rusek are in the second echelon, and Olinsky and Sumner are in the third echelon.

There was loud music and wanton laughter and scolding in the room.

The faces of the people outside the door were covered with frost just like the weather now.

“go！”

When the time came, Ethan hurriedly gave the order.

"Bang."

The lock was instantly destroyed by the hammer, and the door slammed inside.

"Chicago Police."

Ethan roared and lunged in, the muzzle of the gun moving to where the points of light had gathered.

The demons are dancing here, as if it is a prelude to a silver chaos party.

Everyone was disheveled, and their writhing postures were frightened to a halt by the movement of the broken door, which looked very awkward.

"Slivers."

The Colombians were yelling loudly, they were not willing to be caught, and they reacted knee-jerk.

Some pulled out guns behind their waists, some set up call girls to block in front of them, and some ran quickly behind, and the whole living room was in chaos.

"Bang bang."

Without hesitation, Ethan slammed the trigger.

The butt of the rifle hit him a few times, and the AR15 spewed out tongues of fire, pulling the gun out of the back of the man, and several clouds of blood exploded in his chest, splattering the wall behind him with red liquid.

"Ah!!h

The call girl is caught in front of the bald man in the yellow coat and lets out a high-pitched scream when she sees Ethan's gun pointed at her.

Regardless of her screams, regardless of the hostages in hand.

Ethan slammed the shot, and the bullet went through the middle of the call girl's smooth thigh and stabbed it hard.

When Horstead in the back saw this scene, he instantly became a spirit.

A blood flower blooms, and chickens fly eggs.

(End of chapter)