The second shot, based on the sound of the man’s eating pain, judged again, and shot the opponent’s head accurately. The bloody smell in the air gradually diffused. Ye Jian did not leave immediately, but was against the staircase wall. Face, breathing from rapid to blunt and pressed down.
"I said, I'm a Chinese, but unfortunately you don't believe me. You are in my country. How could I lie to you?" Ye Jian said with a faint smile amidst the rapid breathing. This mercenary said, "Our country will not allow you to come in like this. Since you have come in, naturally you will not be allowed to go back."
"Tell you that I am from China, so why not?"
Need to talk flustered? Need to be afraid of you? Do I need to change my identity
unnecessary!
I don't need to panic!
I am a Chinese citizen!
I don't need to be afraid of you!
The land where you are standing is my China’s land!
I don’t need to change my identity.
You will not leave my land alive!
The downed mercenary kept his eyes wide open, shot in the brain and the central nervous system of the brain had not been completely interrupted, and his heartbeat was still beating slightly. As for whether he could hear what Ye Jian said, it was unknown.
The police officers upstairs were about to come down when they heard a gunshot. The fire door on the second floor without a latch was pushed abruptly, and another nurse appeared hurriedly.
The police officers who had made all two steps down had to return for the second time. Apart from anything else, the nurse was pushed out first, "The police are handling the case, go back!"
In his low warning, the second gun sounded, and the nurse was a little dissatisfied: "What are you doing, what are you doing in the dark, playing with balloons."
The HKP7m8 pistol in Ye Jian's hand is equipped with a silencer, and the sound it makes is a bit like the sound of a balloon exploding.
The young policeman changed his face because of the nurse's grumbling, his eyes widened and he warned: "Don't go here anymore, take the elevator down!"
The nurse who walked up the stairs just because the elevator was too slow wanted to say something. Seeing the policeman in the police uniform had a very cold face, she couldn't help but panicked and said, "What are you doing so fierce?" and turned to the second floor. hall.
As the fire door closed on the second floor and returned to normal, Ye Jian closed his eyes slightly, and after a long breath of breath, he said to the policeman upstairs: "Turn on the light above and it has been resolved."
The bloody smell permeated the corridor, and the mercenary body was still twitching on the ground at first, but now it is motionless and silent.
The dim light came on. After Ye Jian glanced at the wall, he turned on the corridor light on the first floor. The South Asian man who was leaning on the stairs in the dim light was hit by a 9mm Parabellum bullet in his forehead. , And then directly penetrated the brain, causing blood to flow out of the back of the head of the South Asian man.
The sound of footsteps rushed down from top to bottom. The younger policeman gasped lightly when he saw this, and then suddenly raised his head to see Ye Jian's eyes full of shock.
The police did not expect this scene. Hearing the gunshot made him look very different, but he had to go back because of the appearance of the nurse. Hearing the second gunshot made him feel cold.
He thought... Ye Jian was shot.
Ye Jian looked up and looked at the young policeman standing on top, shocked to a halt, and smiled: "There will be no involvement with the local police here. Someone will come to deal with it. You go back first and don't worry about it."