Wave after wave of attacks, plus just now crawling outside.

Both of them became disgraced.

The clothes were stained with dust, blood, grass stalks, and the like, and they looked quite embarrassed.

"Have you ever heard of the Hitman Tournament?" Beatrice plucked her ears and glanced back and forth at the entrances and exits on the second and third floors: "Among them, the winner will receive a prize of 10 million dollars, and you can try it with your ability." ”

"Even, I think you can win."

"It's a pity."

She threw a piece of gum into her mouth and sighed, "I heard that there seemed to be some accident when the last tournament was held, and many powerful people and people who organized the tournament died. ”

"I don't know when the next one will be."

"Oh?"

Ethan slapped the magazine into the submachine gun, rehung it on his waist, raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "There will be such a competition, but the safety issue should be the most important thing, right?" ”

"What happened?"

"I don't know."

Beatrice shrugged her shoulders and said with her assault rifle in her hand, "This is a message worth twenty million dollars, and believe me, countless people want to earn it." ”

Two million dollars, a lot of money.

Ethan couldn't help but lick his lips, a little impulsive to make a game with the other party and eat the bounty.

But on second thought, forget it.

The people who were able to organize this kind of tournament were insane, and they had killed a lot of powerful people all over the world at the time, so there was no need to stab that hornet's nest for that little money.

"Hmph~"

He smiled indifferently, slapped the magazine on the AR15, and pulled the bolt heavily to load: "I'm different from you, I'm a good person." ”

"It's a law-abiding citizen!"

Although standing next to the corpse, he still looked righteous and awe-inspiring.

"You..."

Beatrice opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, and her middle finger as she gripped the gun.

Don't care about her anymore.

Ethan focused on the radar, and the few points of light left on the second floor were motionless.

On the contrary, nearly twenty points of light upstairs were moving slowly, and although he could only see some of them, he still felt a headache, and these people were all scattered alertly, and did not gather together.

This is to protect against grenades.

After all, the rumbling just now can be heard by anyone who is not deaf.

No one would be stupid enough to gather together and wait to be bombed, which naturally added some trouble to Ethan and them.

"Warning."

He pointed to Beatrice's belt, then to the second-floor fire door.

The latter willingly took out the grenade, pulled out the safety latch and threw it in, and when the explosion sounded, the two came to the fire door on the third floor, ready to break in.

According to what the other party said, the third and fourth floors are the training base.

It is decorated into several different areas, including a shooting range and a fighting room, and in order to get close to the actual combat, it also simulates a training ground in various environments for newcomers to train, so the situation will be quite complicated.

"Be careful."

Beatrice saw the other party gently holding the doorknob, and quickly reminded in a whisper: "You know that I have been in a coma for a few years, and I don't know what has happened to the layout inside, only remember the approximate location of the fire escape." ”

All in all, she didn't know what was going on inside.

Ethan nodded, slowly pressing down the lock.

The fire door opened a crack and stopped, and the female killer took the chewing gum from her mouth and stuck it to the barrel of the gun, and pressed a piece of broken glass picked up on the road, forming a simple viewing glass.

Cautiously poke out the firearm and look inside.

Even though it's not well lit, it's just a piece of glass, but you can still see something.

There are walls everywhere in the house, and you can't see in the distance.

Seeing this, she immediately recycled the AR15 in her hand, and her face was much calmer: "It's a small labyrinth like before, surrounded by a large wooden wall. ”

"It's used to train reflexes."

Carrying the assault rifle behind her back, the female killer pulled out two Glocks from her waist and said in a deep voice: "You know, it's how to deal with a sudden attack at a short distance. ”

Ethan said he didn't know, but the other party's movements were obvious.

The spear does not fit here.

Flexibility is more important.

The fire door opened completely, and a body was thrown out by him.

The heavy object hit the ground with a muffled sound, and there was no movement other than that, and after a few seconds another black shadow flashed out, still falling heavily, again without attracting any gunshots.

The closest light point in the radar is about 10 meters away.

If, as Beatrice said, these men seemed to be trying to attack at close range.

In some cases. It's also a good idea.

There is no difference in marksmanship, it depends on a reaction speed, and the situation will become extremely dangerous, if you don't remove all the opponent's combat power with one blow, you will also be in danger of being shot.

After all, pulling the trigger only takes one finger.

It didn't take long for another black shadow to pounce, still slamming to the ground as before.

It's just that the sound has become much heavier.

After falling to the ground, Ethan pushed the body he was holding away, and the whole person flipped backwards and bounced quickly, and retreated to a corner to hide his figure in a few ups and downs.

"Bang~"

This kind of operation made the ambush person stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled the trigger.

The fire is extremely visible in such a place.

Ethan quickly raised his gun and fought back, and two bullets knocked the guy poking his head out of the corner in front of him backwards, and a splash of blood spilled into the wall behind him.

After a light whistle, Beatrice flashed out.

In front of them were five or six passageways, which seemed unusually dim and silent, like the road to hell, and the scattered points of light in them slowly swam, ready to reap their lives.

Of course, it is not certain who will harvest whom.

It doesn't matter which passage you enter, it looks like a maze, but it's not a real maze.

It extends in all directions, and it is the same everywhere.

The two of them took a deep breath and walked lightly into the wall, where others seemed to be full of death and murder intentions, but Ethan was walking on the ground, moving quickly with the hanging open.

Beatrice, who was following behind, seemed as if nothing could scare him.

Gunfire continued.

The enemies who hid in the way forward or suddenly encountered were all attacked by this guy first, and even where he had to be careful, he was more safe than in the fire staircase just now.

That instinct when faced with danger amazes the female killer.

Ethan didn't care what the other party was thinking, and he wasn't embarrassed to use radar to cheat.

It doesn't matter what method you use to get rid of the enemy.

"Bang."

As the gunshot rang out, Glock pulled the trigger directly on the jaw of the man who came out of the way, and the movement quickly drew some guys in.

Ethan shook off the blood on his hand and continued to stride forward.

(End of chapter)