As soon as he saw the Inquisitor appear, Ethan quickly crouched down.

Masonry, shrubs, flowers.

All shredded by the bursting bullets, thumping and exploding.

Countless debris, and the rope fell onto his body.

The fierce fire was simply overwhelming, and Ethan finally realized what it was like to be pressed by a large pineapple, and he bent down and quickly moved to the side along the low wall, avoiding this wave first.

"Rush up."

The inquisitor opened fire and shouted, "I want him to die, he must die." ”

"Grenade, blow him up."

"Jump down and strangle him."

The anger had washed over his head, and his speech had become incoherent.

The three people behind quickly rushed forward.

Among them, the inch-headed man was the most aggressive, darting past the pool, stepping on the edge of the flower bed, pointing his gun downward.

"Huh."

A large hand reached out like lightning, grabbed the barrel and pulled it down hard.

This force brought the inch-headed man over.

He threw himself forward and threw him to the ground, dizzy for a moment, and all he could see was his glowing eyes and a huge fist.

Ethan slammed his fist into the ground.

"Poof."

The Adam's apple and trachea are squeezed together.

The fist joint hit the neck bone, cracking it hard.

"Fack!"

Ethan scolded, withdrew his hand, and shook his fingers quickly.

Despite wearing tactical gloves, it was very hot to grab the barrel, and then hit the bones, and the knuckles hurt.

He glared disapprovingly at the inch-headed man lying on the ground twitching, and his body catapulted forward, pulling out the dagger stuck in his waist as he moved rapidly.

One and two, he had already heard heavy footsteps.

The black shadow fell, and the cold light flashed.

The sharp blade slammed over the neck of the second gunner, and then flung hard at the front.

"Bang."

The entire blade slammed into the third gunman's chest.

"Bang bang."

Before the third gunman could react to what was happening, he had an extra dagger in his chest, and pressed the trigger so hard that his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

The three people who pounced were killed in less than three seconds.

"Hiss~~~"

A mist of blood erupted from the neck of the second gunman, splattering all over Ethan's face.

"Damn, that's disgusting."

He frowned and reached out and knocked the man over.

Noticing movement in the distance, Ethan turned his gun suddenly, and with bloodthirsty eyes, Sandro sneaked out next to the tennis court, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he forced a smile at Ethan.

This was the second time that he was pointed at a gun by the other party, and this time the power was even greater, which made him shudder and feel a sense of fear in his heart.

Ethan was relieved to see that the person who appeared was Sandro.

The muzzle of the gun drooped, showing white teeth.

Poolside, on the verandah.

This terrifying scene completely sobered up the judge.

Sweating profusely from his forehead, he pulled the trigger and retreated into the house, while his mouth roared and ordered the people outside to retreat, wanting to take advantage of the geographical advantage and continue to resist.

It's just that at this time, there are not many people for him to drive.

There were some things that the inquisitor didn't notice, and by this time, the few people in the personal guard who had the best marksmanship had quietly disappeared.

Sandro and Jonathan, as well as Matt, all rushed all the way through.

Now there are only more than ten people who have retreated to the main villa.

Outside the house, many of the guards threw away their guns and fled, or found a random place to get out, and now anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Blanco family is no longer good.

"Yo~"

Jonathan also came out of the foot of the wall, greeted Ethan, and waved a military salute.

The movement here just now, similar to Somalia, relieved him and Sandro of a lot of pressure, seeing Ethan being sprayed with blood on his face, steaming out, needless to say, he also knew what was going on.

"And grenades?"

The bullet in his head flew by, and Ethan motioned for Jonathan to look down.

Someone was watching from the side, he was not good at taking things out of the space, and the grenade on his body had been consumed just now.

"Yes."

Jonathan waved his hand, and a grenade fell into Ethan's hand.

Since the people outside were hiding inside, the bullets flying from inside were a little more dense, and the sound of the inquisitor yelling for people to go get grenades was heard.

When the three of them heard this, they pulled the latch in unison.

The guy in their hands threw out a few arcs and spun and fell towards them.

It's all going to be fried anyway, so it's better to blow it up yourself.

"Bang bang."

I don't know who threw the grenade into the pool, but a column of water rose and poured Jonathan next to him.

"Bang~~~"

Taking advantage of the stagnation of gunfire inside, the three of them got up and pulled the trigger on the house at the same time.

In the corridor, the two people who were hiding behind the pillars were instantly knocked over.

"Ethan, you go in."

Catherine's voice rang out: "I'm watching from behind. ”

As soon as the words fell, a person who wanted to rush out was shot in the head by her.

"Let's go."

Jonathan put his hand on Ethan's shoulder and gave him a gentle push.

The three of them quickly moved from the low wall to the side, and along the side of the steps, they walked briskly, over the pool, through the verandah, and towards the two-story villa.

"We're in the other direction, approaching."

In the headset, Matt's voice was also heard, and except for Catherine, a group of people all approached the villa and prepared to launch a surprise attack inside.

After taking a few steps, Ethan stopped abruptly.

In the flower bed on the side, several people dressed in cool clothes hid, both men and women.

Their bodies trembled, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Sandro spoke a few words in Spanish in a low voice to the men, and the men trembled but did not move.

Seeing Ethan motionless, Sandro explained:

"I told these people to stay, not to move, not to try to run out, only to stay here and wait for the police to come and survive."

"Hmm."

Ethan nodded, leaning against the wall, and approached the side door.

The points of light inside were like ants on a hot pot, moving around, staying where they were, and some of them ran upstairs.

Through the remaining shards of glass on the doorframe, Ethan keenly saw the Inquisitor's figure flashing, and he ran down the stairs, an angry growl coming out of his mouth.

I can only understand Sophia, Juan, and the like.

"He's looking for someone."

Noticing Ethan's expression, Sandro quickly explained, "Whoever it is, he's calling those people out to resist together." ”

Ethan nodded, and took a grenade from Jonathan's body:

"Well, I like people who have a spirit of resistance."

With a pull of his finger, he flicked it against the gap in the glass door, and the grenade slammed into the cabinet, bouncing off and flying towards the three points of light that had hidden in the blind spot of view.

"Bang."

The grenade exploded, and screams rang out.

Knocking open the glass door, the three people quickly broke in.

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(End of chapter)