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He turned his head to look at the owner of the line of sight, and found that it was a seven or eight-year-old boy who was being held in his father's arms. He looked at McCree and carefully glanced at the monster at the door of the hotel.

McCree breathed a sigh of relief, gave the little boy a military salute habitually, and put his index finger on his lips to signal him not to make a sound.

The little boy nodded slightly and said with his mouth: "Brother, will you save us?"

McCree nodded heavily and answered him with the same mouth: "Yes, I will definitely save you guys."

After leaving the front room area, McCree went to the main engine room smoothly and turned off all the fire fighting equipment.

There are only eight floors in the hotel. Next, as long as the fire is set on the seventh floor and the fire spreads to the eighth floor, his mission will be successful.McCree dodged a monster that had just come out of the escape passage, and climbed up before the monster entered the passage without paying attention.

But when McCree reached the fifth floor, he heard footsteps coming from above.

The footsteps were heavy, and it sounded like the sound of bare feet stepping on the ground.

It's a monster controlled by the boss!

He moved down quickly, but just as he walked down one floor, the same footsteps appeared below!

Because the boss was worried about being monitored by S.H.I.E.L.D., he destroyed all the monitoring systems in the hotel before the operation began, and assigned several monsters to patrol the escape routes and elevators, and sound the alarm if any intruders were found.

After the big boss receives the alarm, he will press the detonation device, and through death, remind some carefully thoughtful guys to abide by the rules of the game.

McCree swallowed and spit, and the footsteps in both directions were gradually approaching.

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Hearing the approaching footsteps, McCree broke out in a sweat.

There was a window in the escape channel on each floor. Seeing that the monster was about to find it, McCree no longer hesitated, opened the window, turned over and jumped out.

He glanced down at the edge of the window, and the person who looked at it from a height of more than [-] meters was dizzy.

The night wind was very strong tonight. He pressed his body against the wall as much as possible, with his empty left arm and his sleeves swaying in the wind.

McCree now only has one hand.

In the last operation in Brazil, his left hand was trampled off by Hulk. After returning to the United States, he found the best doctor, but the doctor told him that it took too long and the break was too thorough, and there was no way to recover.

McRae had no choice but to accept it.

The muscles of his right arm were tight, and the window edge was very narrow, only about three or four centimeters, barely enough to put down the first half of his fingers.

Sweat soon appeared on his forehead, McCree insisted.

Two monsters staggered in the corridor, one went up and the other went down, leaving silently.

McCree listened to the sound of their footsteps leaving, and just breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to climb in again, when the monster that went up suddenly turned back.

He almost wanted to curse, the muscles in his right arm were shaking slightly, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

After the monster came down, he wiggled his nose vigorously:

It smelled of strangers.

As transformed monsters, they gained power and five senses far beyond ordinary people while losing their intelligence.

For a few seconds, McCree felt as if a century had passed, and finally the monster gave up the search and walked towards the top floor with heavy steps.

After he couldn't hear the monster's voice at all, he crawled in with difficulty, and the sensation of his feet stepping on the ground again made him feel as if he had returned to the world from hell.

He lay on the ground, gasping for breath, enjoying a short rest.

After a few seconds, McCree got up and stopped this extravagant enjoyment.He had to hurry, Steve was still waiting for his signal.

And he promised that little boy that he would save everyone.

At the intersection of the commercial street, Zhang Ming sat in the co-pilot and closed his eyes. In fact, he was observing through the third-view camera.

Suddenly, a huge fire broke out on the seventh floor of the hotel opposite, and the fire grew bigger in a few seconds, and every window was spewing flames.The tongue of flame licked upward, and soon flames appeared on the eighth floor.

McCree did it!

The door of the roof on the top floor was kicked open, and the monsters protected the big boss to the top floor.

In order to escape, the projection screen on the big screen was broken. The big boss controlled the monster to form a circle and protected him in the middle. After fiddling with the computer for a while, the picture reappeared on the screen.

The smug look of the boss disappeared, and there was still dust on his face, and his anger caused layers of wrinkles to appear on his huge forehead.

"Morrison!"

Steve called Morrison's name, and Morrison, who was on the top floor of another high-rise, frowned and said, "Captain, all shooting sights are blocked, the target is completely hidden in the center of the monster, and there is not a single second of flaws."

Morrison put his cheek against the sniper rifle, and through the scope, his sight seemed to have the ability to see through, ignoring the monster in front of him, and staring at the big boss.

The sniper rifle in his hand supports continuous shooting, but it takes him [-] to [-] seconds to shoot the first bullet, adjust the recoil, re-target and shoot the second bullet, which is enough time for monsters Form a new protective circle.

It would be nice if there was another gun, one bullet hit the lower limb of the monster and destroyed the protective circle, and another bullet was fired at the same time, hitting the target from the gap in the encircling circle.

He took back the unrealistic idea that McCree, a disabled man with a broken arm, could complete the task perfectly, and now all hope is on him, he must shoot the crucial bullet.

On the advertising screen, the big boss straightened his clothes and said:

"I don't know who set the fire, but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that you angered me, you didn't follow the rules of the game, so-"

The big boss took out the bomb detonator and showed an evil smile.

"In order to ensure fairness, I don't know that pressing it will detonate the bomb. It may kill two or three people, or the whole street may die at once. That's interesting, isn't it?"