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The two communicated quickly.

After two or three sentences, he stopped.

"boom!"

Xiao simply pulled the trigger, helping the man end the pain of his broken arm.

"What is Sukabule?"

Ethan picked up the submachine gun that the other party had dropped on the ground and cast a curious look at the female agent.

The latter tilted her head, and a large piece of Slavic language popped out of her mouth. Her lips under the soft plastic mask flew up and down, and her eyes were full of playfulness.

"Click."

He pulled the gun bolt hard, which stopped the series of expletives coming from the woman's mouth.

"OK."

Xiao twitched the corner of his mouth, pointed inside and said, "Urian led the people to the left. According to what this guy said, he should be using the underground passage to go to the warehouse."

"Warehouse?"

Ethan took the Scorpion submachine gun into his hand.

This gun looks weird, but it can be used. It's difficult to take out the gun from the space when there is a person next to you. You can save as much ammunition as you can.

"It's the warehouse."

Xiao strode forward with the MP5 in his hand: "As for what kind of warehouse it is, who the hell knows!"

Shrugging, Ethan quickly followed.

Not far ahead, there was a place marked by Harold.

"What department were you in before?" The two of them continued searching, and he glanced at the woman next to him: "CIA, FBI, Homeland Security or Secret Service?"

America is a police state.

There are school police in schools, livestock police in agricultural states, and the Internal Revenue Service also has specialized law enforcement forces to collect taxes.

Rule the country with a big stick.

There are so many different law enforcement agencies.

However, someone as skilled as the other party should come from some special departments.

"KFC."

Xiao kept walking and asked in turn: "Where did you come from? SEALs, Rangers or Berets?"

She also didn't believe that the guy next to her was just a city police officer.

"BK."

Ethan raised his eyebrows and added himself to the fast food industry giant. The other party could be KFC, so it seemed normal for him to become Burger King.

"hehe."

The two of them looked at each other and snorted a few times without smiling.

In front, there were shouts.

A thick Slavic roar came over and echoed in the corridor. This sound made Xiao's eyes light up, and he quickly whispered: "Right in front, they are discussing whether to kill the person or run away directly."

Ethan immediately quickened his pace and quickly turned the corner.

In front of a door, two guys in cheap black suits stood, holding two slender, murderous AK47s in their hands.

Right.

When fighting against Eastern Europeans, it would look very unseemly without this thing.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the enemy, the two men in black suits stopped breathing. They raised their assault rifles and were about to pull the trigger, but before that, the Scorpion submachine gun roared.

"Pfft~"

A bunch of bullets poured out like raindrops.

"what!!!"

One of the men in a black suit kept trembling, and clouds of blood mist exploded from his body.

All his strength forced him to pull the trigger.

AK also roared.

But he could no longer suppress the ferocious recoil. The muzzle of the gun rose all the way up, leaving a string of bullet holes on the ceiling before it fell over. His companions beside him didn't even fire a single shot. After a few more holes appeared in the front door, he knelt down on his knees.

"Leo."

The two people lying in a pool of blood caused roars to be heard in the room, and the light spot became restless.

"Don't do anything stupid."

Ethan threw away the Scorpion submachine gun, drew out his Glock and rushed forward like lightning. He came to a sudden stop next to the door: "No matter who you are, I'm just here to save people, do you understand?"

"Let them go, and I'll let you go!"

There are six light spots in the room, four are motionless, and the other two are hiding behind.

There is no doubt that the goal of this trip has been found.

Ethan looked happy.

Finally, we found the place before the few people who were tied up died. After all, the hard work was not in vain. Fighting fast and slow has this advantage. It can often achieve unexpected results before the enemy can react.

It's just that the current situation is a bit tricky. You can't throw a grenade in, as it will easily injure those few people.

A forceful attack won't work, the door is only so big.

You can only negotiate with the other party.

"Fakeyu!"

The room was full of American voices with a strong odor of erratia: "You killed my cousin, killed Leo!"

Even though I have an accent, I just need to be able to communicate.

"Shut up."

A louder scream sounded, and Ethan shouted forcefully: "You should be glad that it was Leo who died. I am not negotiating with you, but giving you a chance to live."

"哐~"

The grenade bounced on the ground, rolled and hit the corner.

This thing scared the two people inside and the backs of their heads twitched. If this thing exploded in a small room, there would be no place to hide.

"This is a friendly warning."

Ethan held the gun handle firmly and leaned against the wall and shouted: "I say again, throw away the gun immediately, otherwise I will pull out the safety pin with the next grenade, and you definitely don't want to see this happen. "

Xiao, who was on guard before and after, couldn't help but the corners of his eyes twitching.

This tough negotiation method opened her eyes. Just like before in the library, it was a threat.

"I do not believe."

Ermaozi seemed quite excited and shouted loudly: "Your friends are also in there, let's die together!"

"Who the hell told you that they are my friends?"

Ethan looked around with vigilant eyes, and his tone slowed down: "Hey, Martha, if I remember correctly, your name should be this. If you are still awake, you should know who I am."

The Latin woman who was hung upside down in the room heard this familiar voice, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.

Mr. Million Dollar.

It was him.

After being hung for a while, coupled with the severe pain in her body, her consciousness had actually become trance-like. The sound gave her a glimmer of hope of survival. Although her mouth was blocked, she still moaned desperately.

"listen."

The voice sounded again: "Although I came here to save you, I am obviously in a difficult situation now."

"I don't like the feeling of being blackmailed."

"So how about I promise you that I will kill the guy who kidnapped you?"

The man outside said calmly and calmly: "I will throw two grenades in in a moment. You may be killed directly. Of course, you may also feel a little pain, but please hold back and I will help you solve it as soon as possible." It’s painful.”

"You shouldn't feel a loss if you have a group of people accompanying you to death, right?"

"Um???"

Not only Martha, but also several other people who were hung up suddenly opened their eyes, almost unable to believe what they heard.

Several bodies hanging in the air were so frightened that they kept twisting. (End of chapter)