In the corridor on the third floor, Zhou Zhen looked around in sweat, and whispered to Lin Chengdong: "Brother, I'll give you a difficult task. You can find the little leg beside Kim Tae-soo and lead him over."

"I'm going to be tough!" Lin Chengdong looked at him cautiously and cursed: "Old Jin may have doubted it. If you ask me to lead me, why don't you go?"

"When is the hell? We have been sleeping together for so long, and you and I are not in the same mind?"

"Don't say it's useless, we must be together."

"...I'm damn!" Zhou Zheng was about to reply when he vaguely saw a light appearing around the corner of the corridor.

Lin Chengdong was nervous and sweating on his forehead, and he reached out and touched his waist. Because he was Zhou Zheng's assistant and was qualified to enter with a gun.

"Lao Zhou, is it Lao Zhou?" The middle-aged man who often gave advice to Kim Tae-soo shouted with a flashlight.

Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up and he waved his hand and shouted, "Damn, what's going on? Why did you shoot downstairs? The lights are getting dark?!"

The middle-aged man stopped and looked at the two of them with some defense.

Zhou Zheng lowered his head and spoke quickly and said to Lin Chengdong: "Take him."

...

After the defense area of ​​the stairwell was penetrated, the security side actually had no ability to stop the defense. First, there were too many people attacking below, and they were prepared in advance, with night vision goggles and small attack weapons; second, the number of security people upstairs was fixed, and the companions below were separated, so there was no way to effectively support it for the time being.

Therefore, with the gun-loading howitzers opened the way, Yao Jingzhong, Ma Laoer, and people from District 8 rushed to the third floor in the blink of an eye.

As the saying goes, there is no marksmanship or tactics in close combat, but it depends on courage and reaction.

Two groups of people stood in the corridor and fought fiercely for less than twenty seconds, and even suffered a tragic loss of nearly one to one. None of the remaining security personnel retreated and were all killed at the entrance of the corridor and the entrance of the hall. And half of the people brought by District 8 were also missing, and many people were shot to death while rushing in.

After the security personnel cleaned up, the captain of the operation team in District 8 immediately shouted: "Disperse and shoot the target quickly."

"Old Er, you are on the periphery, I'll go deeper." Yao Jingzhong gave Ma Lao Er a relatively easy job, because the price of rushing in was probably to be dragged down and unable to get out, and in the end they would either fall behind or be shot dead.

Ma Laoer is a battlefield-standing character on the ground, but when he comes here, he sees that these people who engage in military affairs are much more cruel than him.

After rushing into the room, the captain of the eighth District shot three targets in a row based on his memory. One of the old men looked at least sixty or seventy years old, and there was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old beside him, but after the latter caught him, he didn't even hesitate and shot him and both of them were killed.

This massacre like a tool man made the newcomers who were temporarily transferred in this time very uncomfortable.

In the corridor.

Ma Laoer took his own people and walked quickly to a room near the stairs. He raised his leg and kicked the door open: "Swoosh!"

Baojun heard the sound and entered the room.

"Kang Kang!"

Two gunshots suddenly appeared, and a burst of white smoke broke out in Baojun's chest.

Uncle Liu Zi reacted quickly, pulling Baojun's back collar and pulling it backwards.

"Da da da da!"

Baojun retreated and fired a few shots beside the punching machine, which made the opponent's bodyguard dare not show his head.

"Bang!"

The guy outside pinched the thunder and threw it into the room.

"Fight, kill!"

Hiding behind the bed, the two men behind the sofa shouted Japanese and rushed up in a mad state.

A row of D swept over, and the two were knocked down on the spot.

Baojun stepped into the room again and found a person behind the cabinet.

This is a woman, about thirty years old, wearing a very luxurious evening dress, with a terror on her face. When she saw Baojun, she immediately raised her hand and said in broken Chinese: "Let me go... I... I... I have Chinese blood, I am good... Please don't kill me."

When Baojun saw that the other party was a woman and looked at him with innocent eyes, he immediately hesitated.

Both sides have no hatred, and they have never even met each other, and from the outside, they are really like ordinary wealthy businessmen.

When the woman saw Baojun hesitating, she knelt on the ground with a gurgle, grabbed his thigh with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Please, let me go, no one knows, please...!"

The woman's expression was frightened and she was pitiful.

Uncle Liu Zi also recognized the woman at a glance and was on the shooting list, but he was a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, Ma Laoer, Guan Qi and others had already returned the same way after solving the target in the room next to them.

"Let's shoot, what are you trying to slap?!" Ma Lao Er wore night vision goggles and saw Baojun blocking the other party by the wall, but couldn't see clearly that the target was a woman, so he pulled his neck and urged him.

Baojun gritted his teeth and lowered his muzzle and was about to attack.

"I... I beg you. My dad is over 80 years old and he has no choice but to come. It's me who took him to attend the cocktail party on his behalf... It has nothing to do with me...!" The woman kowtowed.

Baojun was stunned again.

At this moment, something that no one could have thought happened. Guan Qi rushed into the room with a gloomy face, raised his arm directly, and pulled the trigger without blinking his eyes.

"Kang Kang!"

Two gunshots, Zi D passed through the other party's head, splashing two large pools of bright red blood on the wall, and the woman's pleading came to an abrupt end.

Guan Qi turned his head and looked at Baojun: "Don't hesitate, it will kill everyone."

Baojun turned his head and glanced at him, said nothing, and nodded.

Ma Lao Er was obviously stunned when he looked at Guan Qi's silhouette, and then urged: "Go away!"

Everyone left, Baojun and Liu Zishu couldn't help but look back at the dead woman, while Guan Qi ran forward with great strides, pointing to the room on the left and shouting: "There are people here too."

...

The third floor, the fire passage door.

Lin Sung-dong held the middle-aged man who was usually following Kim Tae-soo with a gun, and brought him into the iron gate with Zhou Zheng.

Middle-aged man was covered with his mouth and said vaguely: "You...you really have a problem... Lao Jin's suspicion is..."

Zhou Zheng turned his head and looked around, pulled out the belt simply and roughly, and made a very ruthless move, strangled the other party's neck very decisively.

Although Lin Chengdong had long seen that Lao Zhou was not a good bird, he was still a little surprised when the other party took action so decisively.

Zhou Zheng was very fat, but his movements were very flexible. He pulled the belt tightly with both hands, rolled the other party's eyes upwards, twitched all over, and slowly stopped struggling.
Chapter completed!