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Happy and Chip returned to the door to help. At this moment, the door had been breached by mercenaries. Wang Xuanyuan and the four of them were suppressed behind a cabinet next to the door, and smoke was flying everywhere.

When reinforcements came back, both sides started a gun battle. With sudden gunshots, both sides fired at each other. Wang Xuanyuan and the others were completely suppressed and did not dare to show their heads. If they did, they would be hit by grenades or bullets.

Seeing that the group of mercenaries was about to break through the door, they headed straight for the cabinet where they were hiding.

Suddenly, there was a clang, and a grenade was thrown next to the cabinet. Randall shouted: "Grenade, withdraw quickly."

The four people retreated towards the nearest house as fast as they could, rolling and crawling. After closing the door, there was an explosion and the door was knocked over.

There was a clicking sound. Anyone with some military knowledge knows that it is a variant of the famous Russian assault rifle AK47, the sound of AK12, a favorite rifle of mercenaries.

Wang Xuanyuan shouted loudly: "Lie down, everyone, lie down quickly."

The four people hurriedly lay down, and the door of the room was immediately shot by countless bullets. After a few dozen or twenty seconds, it turned into a sieve, and the bullets grazed their bodies and flew towards the wall.

The furniture and furnishings in the house were all damaged.

After the mercenaries outside fired randomly, they saw that there was no movement in the house, so someone kicked the door open. Two people were holding AK12 at the door, and they were about to shoot at the four people lying on the ground at the door.

The other mercenaries were already walking around the hall at this moment, preparing to kick open the doors one by one to look for others.

In fact, they didn't know that the person they were looking for was behind this door at the moment.

The two mercenaries in front of the door had playful smiles on their faces, which showed their disregard for human life after killing people like hemp.

Just when they were about to pull the trigger and Wang Xuanyuan and the four of them had no time to fight back, something unexpected happened.

The two mercenaries standing at the door suddenly lost their sight. Two blood holes on their bodies were soaked with blood, and then they fell straight down.

Behind the two of them, a bearded man in a brown suit held a pistol with a silencer in his hand and was looking at the four people lying on the ground.

The person here is none other than the God of Death, John Wick.

Wang Xuanyuan was so happy that he was about to shout out when the God of Death signaled him with his hand to silence him and stop talking. This is an extraordinary period and the battle is urgent.

After he finished speaking, he quietly walked to the side, leaning down to minimize the damage from bullets on the other side.

Here, the sound of two people falling to the ground actually attracted the attention of other mercenaries. They looked back uneasily and gradually gathered at the door of a nearby room, separated from Wang Xuanyuan and the other five by a half-open door frame.

On the other side of the window, suddenly, there was a sound that was not loud, but they could all hear it. It was the sound of a long-range sniper rifle with a silencer.

After this, a mercenary outside the window fell down from the outer window sill, most likely having been shot in the vital part by a sniper rifle.

Then, the sound of sniper rifles rang out again and again, and after killing two more mercenaries, the mercenaries climbed desperately towards the window sill, increased their firepower, and used their superior firepower to suppress the firepower of the three Winkler people on the windowsill.

These mercenaries were all equipped with heavy rifles and assault rifles. In this desperate effort, they actually broke into the window at the cost of three casualties. The three Winklers were not seriously injured, except that one agent was shot in the shoulder. , fell to the ground.

Here, the two parties in the house were confronting each other inside and outside the hall. John signaled to Wang Xuanyuan that the person outside was Marcus, a friend of John who was good at long-range sniping.

Marcus was on the roof of another building. He saw the mercenaries rushing onto the window sill desperately. He once again aimed at a mercenary who had his hands on the window sill and took care of him. , unable to snipe anyone anymore, he quickly stood up, picked up the sniper rifle, and said softly to it: "Old man, it's up to you again this time, we have something to do."

Then, he quickly ran down from the roof, taking only a few magazines with him, and temporarily threw the box containing the rifle here.

The distance between the two buildings was only less than twenty meters. Plus the time it took to go up and down the stairs, he estimated that it would only take him a minute to reach the safe house opposite and join the battle.

There has been a fierce exchange of fire on the windowsill. The mercenaries have rushed in from both the door and the window sill. However, they have suffered half casualties and their strength has been greatly reduced.

The fierce gun battle started again. Debris was flying in the two battlefields. John took out two grenades from his pocket and threw them on a cabinet at the door. With the rebound of the cabinet, he successfully threw the grenades to the other side of the door. It exploded not far from the feet of the mercenaries.

With the thick smoke and the sound of explosions, the God of Death held the gun in both hands, rushed through the dust in a professional fighting posture, and came to the door. He kept firing with both hands in a beautiful posture. He only heard the mercenaries on the opposite side. The sound of being shot.

At the same time, John kept bending down, dodging flying bullets from left to right. Half a minute later, all the bullets in his magazine were fired, and he hurriedly scurried over with a low body.

Only the sound of someone falling to the ground at the door was heard, and the God of Death said in a cold voice: "The three people over there have almost been killed."

Randall said: "I'll go take a look. It's best to be careful." After he finished speaking, he held an automatic rifle in his hand. After he touched the door, he did not walk over rashly. Instead, he fired half a round of bullets first. To clear the way, he first shot the door panel into a sieve. Through the bullet holes, he saw three people lying on the ground opposite, with rivers of blood flowing underneath them.

Randall made a victory gesture and once again confirmed that there were no mercenaries here, he turned around and moved towards the safe house with the others.

Here at this moment, under the desperate attack of the mercenaries climbing up from the window, especially with two guys with distracted eyes acting as human shields, one agent has already died, and Winkler is using His body pressed against another agent whose shoulder was injured, and he was trapped in the corner of the corridor outside. It seemed that he could no longer support himself.

At this moment, five people arrived with guns. Without speculation, they fired at the door with long guns and short cannons. Of course, the people inside the door also fired back. The two sides shot at each other through the door and the wall.

Under the attack of countless bullets, the wall was riddled with holes. Wang Xuanyuan and others outside kept dodging the bullets fired from inside the house.

Finally, under the suppression of the number of people, the speed of bullet shooting in the house became slower and slower, and finally stopped.

The people in the house were eaten alive.

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