Inside the western-style building.
"Boss, he's out of bullets." The young man finally forced Ye Wangchuan to the point where he ran out of ammunition and food. Their highly tense nerves relaxed.
A bald strong man watched his companions fall down one by one, leaving only about ten of them. He relaxed and couldn't help but spit: "Tui, this guy is too difficult to deal with! If we didn't have our people outside, I'm afraid we would all be killed in there."
The young man exhaled the foul air from his chest, looked straight ahead and said: "Yeah, if he hadn't run out of bullets..." They are going to turn from hunters to prey tonight, and it will be a joke even if they die!
The bald man rubbed his palms excitedly and urged him: "Then what are we waiting for? I have been frustrated all night just waiting to catch this guy and give him a good beating!"
Instead, the young man glanced at him and said coldly with disapproval: "He is a respectable opponent, let's give him a good beating later."
"Tsk!" The strong man disagreed, but for the sake of face he still agreed reluctantly: "Since the boss said so, I will give him a quick death."
He muttered, "That kid got away with it."
On the one hand, it seemed as if Ye Wangchuan had already fallen into their hands and could be crushed to death at any time, and there was a frivolous look in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He mocked: "So what if he is Sun's man? He will still die in the hands of our brothers. From this point of view, the Red Alliance and Sun are nothing special. At least they should learn how to choose men from Jian Zhu. How good is our master~"
"Alright." The young man stopped his complacent look, his face solemn, always paying attention to the surrounding environment, and keeping a high level of alert, and warned: "It's not the last moment yet, something unexpected could happen at any time. Speak less and be careful. Let's finish the task quickly and get out."
The sturdy man raised his gun and said disapprovingly: "He has no bullets left, it's amazing that he still had an accident."
While they were talking, Ye Wangchuan turned his gun around and held it in reverse, preparing to attack the first person who came over with the handle, and then snatch the other person's weapon...
This decision is very dangerous.
But he had no better solution at this time.
Because he had indeed used up his last bullet, and the only thing left was close combat.
The other party's footsteps were getting closer.
A rare trace of caution appeared on Ye Wangchuan's arrogant face. He gripped the gun handle tightly, and the muscles in his forearms burst out with strength, ready to deal with the person who came at him at the fastest speed.
Then, just when everyone was holding their breath, a loud sound of kicking the door suddenly came from downstairs, directly breaking the tense atmosphere in the air.
“Bang!”
The door that Qiao Nian kicked open hit the wall and bounced back.
She walked inside without looking back and went straight up the stairs.
Da da da.
The girl's footsteps echoed in the empty space of the stairs, and at this critical moment, every beat accurately hit everyone's heart.
One step, two steps.
The footsteps are getting closer.
The young man, the strong man and others looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
"who?"
"Our people?"
As the leader of these people, the young man had to keep calm. He lowered his gun and said, "Everyone, be alert and be careful."
In this tense and cold atmosphere, no one wanted to deal with Ye Wangchuan's problem anymore. Everyone wanted to see who kicked the door in.
They privately thought that most of the people who came were their own people.
(End of this chapter)