Safe house.

Ethan chewed on dry bread and felt that life was no fun.

If Catherine hadn't been here to accompany him to exercise, he would have been unable to stay there, drinking mineral water and eating bread every day.

For agents like Catherine, this is a common thing.

But in Ethan's view, it was a kind of torture.

Matt, the bastard, came up and gave him a sugar-coated cannonball, but now he is living a hard life, and thinking of this, he takes another vicious bite of bread.

In the shower room next to it, the sound of water is rattling.

The sound of the explosion did not continue to sound, and the sound of fire trucks and police cars outside slowly stopped.

Ethan's action as he chewed the bread grew slower than one bite.

A string of points of light, moving in a twist and turn like a starlink, although the arrows are all below, it is not always running in place, it is obvious that it is going up.

Swallowed the bread and took a sip of mineral water.

Pick up the two pistols on the table, remove the magazines and check them.

Make sure the bullet is full, and then shoot it in.

Walked to the door and looked out into the cat's eyes, his eyes cold.

In a moment's time, several people walked up the stairs in a ghostly manner, and instead of continuing upward, they approached their own direction lightly, put their arms behind their backs, and drew a pistol.

These people have no rules, they are huddled together.

Despite tiptoeing, the chaotic footsteps still sounded faintly.

Although it was unknown how it was exposed, it was clear that the gang was coming for him, and Ethan quietly took two steps back and raised his arms.

The next moment, the fingers snapped.

"Bang bang."

Violent gunfire rang out throughout the apartment.

The twin guns burst into flames and fired incessantly at the door, the bullets tearing through the planks and piercing the people outside.

Eight people, crammed into the aisle outside.

This wave of sudden attacks made them eat hard, and the bodies of the group shook wildly with the warheads that came in, and clouds of blood mist exploded.

In just two or three seconds, outside the door, there was a bloody storm.

Glock pinched a few bullets and didn't finish the shot.

Throwing Colt M1911 onto the couch, with a squeak, the door opened, and a bunch of people collapsed outside.

The blood mist raised in the air slowly fell.

The inch-headed man leaned against the wall, tilting his head to look at the man who came out of it, choking on two mouthfuls of blood, and struggling to raise the pistol.

In my heart, a thought flashed through me.

"This money is really hard to earn!"

"Bang."

Ethan's Glock flashed a gunshot, and the bullet burrowed into the inch-headed man's head, pinning him to the wall.

The arm waved, and Glock snapped one after another.

The rest of the people also replenished their guns one by one, and those who dared to come to fight the autumn wind did not let go of any of them.

"Shet!"

Looking back and seeing Catherine standing in the living room wet and wet, she gritted her teeth and cursed in her mouth: "How did these bastards find the door?" ”

"There's no time to think about it."

Ethan grabbed the clothes he had dropped on the couch and quickly wiped them at the places where his fingerprints might have been left: "Hurry up, we need to move immediately, the sound of gunfire will attract others." ”

Now, according to Matt, it's not just the Taoists.

Even law enforcement officers are also worried about them, and neighbors in apartment buildings will inevitably call the police when they hear gunshots.

So here now, it has been completely exposed.

"Yes."

Catherine quickly got dressed and rushed into the bathroom again.

A few seconds later, she ran out with two large bottles of bleach, and together with Ethan, she cleaned up the traces left in the house, and a few minutes later, the two people who had been briefly disguised took their belongings and hurried downstairs.

Getting out of here now is the number one priority.

When Ethan hurried downstairs, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The million-dollar bounty is really powerful, and both of them have already dodged well enough, which can still be turned over.

Teng's footsteps rang out, and he collided head-on with two guys in Medellín police uniforms.

"Huh."

Ethan held on to the guardrail and flew down.

The two men were pounced by him, rolled to the ground, and then fired their bows left and right.

Two punches went down and knocked them out.

"Don't shoot."

Looking at the two peers who fainted on the ground, Ethan waved his hand to stop Catherine from raising her gun: "Everything now does not involve the local police station, so there is no need to provoke them." ”

Their current identity is similar to that of killers and Taoists to outsiders.

No matter how you fight the Inquisitor, it's an underworld thing.

If these two people are really killed, then the matter will be a big problem, no matter what their purpose is, the local police will not want to get involved, and they will raise the level of importance to the highest.

I am a police officer myself, and I understand the psychology of these people very well.

Catherine gasped a few times, put Colt down in her hand, and was attacked twice in the safe house in a row, giving her a feeling of being a soldier.

"Hmm."

She clenched the handle of the gun and stepped over the two unconscious men: "Let's go, find a place to inform them." ”

The two of them bowed their heads slightly and walked quickly out of the apartment building.

There was a police car parked outside, flashing with a glow that was almost universal in the world, and Ethan noticed several points of light scattered around through the radar, and couldn't help but be vigilant, and put the hand holding the gun behind him.

No one knows if this is the crowd of onlookers or the hyenas running with the police car.

If it's yourself and you want to find something more unusual in a city, it's right to follow the police.

It's normal for others to think this way.

The two of them walked out of the entrance of the building, which also attracted the attention of people with a heart, and the police just went up for a while, and two people came out of it, although their steps were fast, their faces were unusually calm.

There are smart people who quietly grab the phone in their hands.

"This way."

Ethan tugged at Catherine's arm and led her to the left side of the apartment building, avoiding the road ahead.

As soon as the two of them turned, several light spots on the radar suddenly moved over.

fingers, put on the trigger.

There was murder in his eyes, and sure enough, a hyena followed.

The two of them walked quickly down the steps.

This is a downward road, and the dim streetlights stretch the figures of the two.

The sound of footsteps echoed through the empty streets.

"Boom!"

The roar of a motorcycle came from above.

He and Catherine stood against the fence on the side of the road, staring intently at the top of the road, where a Harley Fat Boy slowly drove down, also a man and a woman, sitting in the car.

Look at the dress, it doesn't look like an ordinary gangster.

These two people, to Ethan, feel a little more like a killer.

The eyes of the four people collided together.

The Harley-Davidson motorcycle slowly moved down, and the woman sitting in the back of the car swallowed her saliva.

(End of chapter)