I have to say that the time on No. 13 was quite good, because just as he jumped out, the door of the room opened, and the group rushed in quickly, then rushed to the broken window and started to fire continuously.

After emptying a magazine, the person standing in front of the window roared angrily: "Chasing!"

It seemed that No. 13 had successfully escaped, and Raphael felt ecstatic, but he knew that his fate would be very bad.

Raphael was a little slandered about No. 13 ignoring himself and Ake and had no intention of letting go of himself. However, he was also glad that No. 13 did not do this, because if No. 13 wasted a little time, many people would be fired with guns.

No. 13 is good at shooting with guns, never. If Gao Yang is there, he will definitely block the door with a Bereta M12s submachine gun, but No. 13 is good at this. He is good at those extremely exquisite skills that ordinary people cannot imagine, but if he uses guns with a group of people, then forget it. If a killer relies on shooting with guns to assassinate the target, he will definitely not be a good killer.

Raphael was happy because No. 13 ran away, they were saved, and Gao Yang was saved. Of course, if these guards were angry and angry, they would have no temper. Anyway, no wonder No. 13. If No. 13 hesitated for two seconds, there would be no chance to escape. At this time, what is needed is the spirit of No. 13, which is the relatives that are not recognized by No. 13, which is the long-lasting and windy-style, no one cares about.

A group of people began to jump out of the window in chaos because it was the first floor, so there was no need to worry about being killed by falling to death. Some people turned around and left the door to chase, and in the end they were only two people left.

One raised his gun and pointed it at Yake, and said calmly: "Are these two killed?"

"You can't kill me, let the boss decide. You guard me, I'll inform the boss."

After a quick explanation, the man immediately ran out of the door. Someone had to tell Mario what happened. It was very unpleasant. He was one of the leaders, so he could only face Mario's anger.

Mario, who heard the gunshots, was already coming.

After meeting his subordinates in the hall, Mario, with annoyed expression, shouted: "What happened!"

"Sorry, boss, someone ran away."

Mario said in disbelief: "Escaped? You guys looked at three people, stripped their clothes, and let one person escape? Idiot! How stupid are you to let one person escape in this situation?"

Although it is very embarrassing, particularly embarrassing, and extremely embarrassing, there are some things that need to be said.

"I'm sorry, boss, there are two left, should I kill them?"

"I'll kill you bunch of trash! The remaining two people are useful. Take good care of me, idiot! Go and chase me! Retrieve the escaped person, whether it's alive or dead, why don't you go quickly!"

"Someone has gone, boss, he can't escape. There are no buildings nearby, he has no clothes or shoes. Believe me, he will soon be transformed into a corpse and sent to you."

Looking at his subordinate who fleeed away after making a harsh words, Mario hugged his head with both hands and said incredible: "Can this group of wastes escape alone?"

After being chased by more than a dozen people, No. 13 is actually not sure to escape. Head-on combat has never been his strength, nor is it his strength to escape while fighting. That is the strength of the Gun God Ram, so if he just runs out with his head down, No. 13 has a high probability of being shot and killed from behind.

So of course No. 13 would not choose to lower his head and run hard, nor would he choose to run while running. He was very clever, disturbing his ears and ears, and real. It was his choice to find a glimmer of vitality in various impossible situations.

After jumping out of the window, No. 13 immediately started running along the base of the wall. When someone shot him through the window, he had approached the corner of the wall and turned around to avoid the bullets. Before the person who shot behind him vented his anger, he was safe.

Dodging the bullet, No. 13 began to rush straight ahead, passed a fountain, passed through a garden, and then before the pursuers jumped out of the window shot him, he hung the submachine gun around his neck, jumped deeper, put his hands on the wall, and then flipped over the not-tall wall.

After jumping over the wall, No. 13 did not run straight forward from the hills. He counted the time in his heart, running along the wall at the fastest speed he could achieve, but not away from Mario's house.

After counting fifteen times silently, No. 13, who was sprinting, jumped again, put his hands on the wall again, and then jumped deeper and jumped back to the yard where he had just escaped.

Just from the side of the pursuers, watching a group of people climbing over the wall or rushing out of the gate of the yard, No. 13 did not hide or hide his own traces, but everyone who could see him just by turning his head was willing to turn his head and look in his direction.

"Where is he?"

"You, you, go left, you two go right, the others scattered forward and searched. He can't escape, look for it quickly!"

The crowd chasing out was very messy, and No. 13, who came back, ran barefoot and without making any sound, ran behind the group of people into the side room of Mario's mansion.

Mario must be served by someone, and if someone serves, they must be given a place to live. Chefs, drivers, gardeners and others live in this inconspicuous side room next to the mansion.

He pushed open a door and No. 13 rushed straight in. He was wearing a chef's clothes and was quietly enjoying the wine in his hut. Sitting on a comfortable chair, the person playing with his cell phone looked at No. 13 in surprise, No. 13 strangled his neck silently.

To serve people like Mario, don’t care about anything happening outside. Just pretend that the gunshots outside cannot be heard, but sometimes evil stars will come to you by themselves.

One hand strangled the chef's neck and turned it up suddenly. No. 13 immediately copied the phone in the chef's hand, threw the chef with a sudden eye on the chair, and quickly dialed a number. After waiting for someone to connect, he immediately whispered: "Mario's trap, save the ram quickly."

There was no detailed explanation at all, so I hung up the phone on the Thirteenth.

The primary goal of No. 13 has been completed, that is, to pass the message out in time. It is unnecessary to not say the address, because Mario will definitely transfer, and not talk about Gao Yang's situation. That is because he doesn't know that when there is no way to explain more, there is no need to talk nonsense.
Chapter completed!