Unexpectedly, his companion next to him was extremely quick. He immediately took out the pistol from his waist and held it in his hand. With his other hand, he stretched out his fingertips and handed a submachine gun to Nicholas: "OK, you have two guns now, no problem."
Nicholas: ...This is a huge problem!
But everyone was watching with eager eyes, and the gun in Damico's hand seemed to be pointed at him vaguely.
Nicholas' face was full of despair. He picked up the ump in his hand, his face distorted, and kicked the office door open with a duang bang.
Bang!
"Ah!" A scream sounded outside the door, and Nicholas suddenly felt a figure lying in front of him.
Extremely nervous, he pulled the trigger without hesitation and, taking advantage of his high position, fired wildly at the lying figure.
Puff puff puff puff!
The figure outside the door fell to the ground after being hit by a series of bullets. His whole body was shaking, and the scream that had just come out did not stop.
In less than two seconds, the ump's magazine was emptied.
Nicholas was surprised: "I hit him..."
At this moment, he saw the figure's face clearly, and his expression changed from joy to surprise: "Huh? Jimmy, why is it you?"
This gangster named Jimmy was the only one who had just managed to escape from Mindy's gun.
At this moment, he was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open. Blood was gushing out of more than a dozen bullet holes on his back, and blood foam was overflowing from his mouth. He muttered, "Don't, don't shoot. Shoot. Yes, it's me... uh."
Having said this, Jimmy let out his last breath, tilted his head, and remained motionless.
He was lucky enough to avoid the enemy's bullets, but he could not escape the attack from his teammates and ultimately died.
The gangsters on both sides of the door looked at the stunned Nicholas and asked, "Did you kill him? Did you kill that guy?"
Nikolai swallowed, suddenly came to his senses, and fumbled for the magazine in a panic.
But after touching it twice, he remembered that this was not his gun. He didn't have any magazines. He turned around and shouted to his companion behind the door: "Give me the bullets..."
Bang bang bang!
Three gunshots rang out, and the unfortunate Nicholas fell on his back with three holes on his head and chest.
The gangsters on both sides of the door were startled, and they thrust out their guns and fired wildly into the passage.
In the room, Damico had already stood up and strode up to the top floor from the stairs in his room.
The fat black man Leroy hurried over.
Damico didn't stop, but turned his head and uttered a cold nasal sound: "Hmm?"
Leroy said quickly: "Boss, I... need to use your collection."
Damico glanced at the weapons cabinet in the house and nodded: "Okay."
Leroy swallowed. "I think, use the biggest one."
Damico paused for a moment, but immediately quickened his pace: "Whatever, as long as we can kill them."
He was about to leave the building anyway, so whatever happened here could be dealt with later.
It would be best if we could kill the attacker this time.
Facing such a terrible enemy, he would rather let his men die together with the enemy than let the enemy survive.
Thinking of this, Damico walked faster and disappeared at the top of the stairs in a flash.
Leroy gritted his teeth, ran to the weapons display case, raised his hands, took the top weapon, and strode to the door.
At the other end of the passage, Mindy had just helped the gangster Jimmy "avenge" and shot and killed his teammate Nicholas.
She put away her gun and retreated to the corner, looking at Luke next to her: "Shall we charge?"
Luke shook his head: "Wait, they won't have too many bullets."
Generally speaking, members of this kind of gang would only carry two magazines with them in their lair.
Among the gangsters on the opposite side, the quick ones had already finished shooting the first one and started changing magazines.
The armors worn by Luke and Mindy are bulletproof, but he has never been the kind of person who would charge head-on into the face of bullets.
The armor is only auxiliary. He never relies on the armor to charge forward unless necessary, as it will easily cause his vigilance to deteriorate, and he might fall into a trap one day.
In any case, in twenty seconds at most, the flustered guys on the opposite side will be in the dilemma of their weapons becoming scrap metal.
Suddenly, his expression changed, he leaned out slightly to look, and couldn't help but asked: "Wth?"
When Mindy saw his expression, she quickly leaned down and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Shxt! Are they crazy?"
Luke: "Using AT4 rocket launchers in the building, they are really crazy."
Mindy: “What should we do?”
Luke chuckled, "If they want to overturn the chessboard, don't blame me for overturning the table. Follow me!"
As he spoke, he touched his waist with his right hand, pulled out the Colt Python, raised his hand, turned his wrist, and swung it in a beautiful arc.
Bang!
As he fired the shot, he turned into a black shadow and rushed out of the corner, drawing a straight black line in the passage, and instantly rushed over a distance of more than ten meters.
A moment ago, inside the door at the other end of the passage, Leroy took down the AT4 anti-tank rocket launcher from the top of the weapons collection cabinet, his eyes full of madness, and stood in the middle of the door.
Taking a deep breath, he growled at his men who were firing, "Get out of the way."
The men who were firing turned their heads and were startled, and quickly retracted their bodies and ran to both sides.
The at4 is not meant to be used indoors, let alone for hitting people. This fat black guy Leroy is really crazy!
Leroy grinned, aimed at the other end of the passage, raised his finger, opened the red safety button, and looked through the sight to the end of the passage.
AT4 not only explodes, it also has the killing effects of fragmentation, high temperature, blinding light and continuous burning.
Leroy believed that if this attack was launched, even if the attacker was not killed by the explosion, he would be burned to death, or at least become blind.
At that time, they could easily kill each other.
Thinking of this, his finger moved towards the firing button.
Bang!
Leroy saw a vague black shadow suddenly appear in the distant corner.
That was Luke's right hand swinging, but the fat black man had no chance to really see it.
The moment the gun went off, Leroy flew backwards with a hole in his forehead and the back of his head exploded.
This world has nothing to do with him anymore.
The seven gangsters inside were all busy moving away from the office door, and for a moment no one noticed that the AT4, a powerful weapon, had not been fired.
At this moment, Luke rushed in.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The originally noisy gate suddenly became quiet.
Two seconds later, Mindy rushed in. Seeing everything in front of her, she reluctantly put the two guns in her hands back into her waist: "You are too fast."
Luke didn't even change the bullets this time. He put his two guns back into the holsters deftly and casually touched her little head: "For a job like flipping a table, you have to do it in an instant when the table isn't paying attention."
Mindy was stunned: "Huh? While... the table isn't paying attention?"
He walked towards the indoor stairs: "Yes, look how perfect the result is now."