Villain: After I broke up with the female CEO, I chose my best friend

The other six mercenaries suddenly fell into a very passive state.

First, they were not used to fighting in the dark. Now they could not see the whole picture of the room and dared not move. Moreover, they had lost the trace of An Yan and had no idea where he was hiding.

Second, they all had guns in their hands, and their common weapons were also guns. If they were to use guns at ordinary times, they would definitely have a much greater advantage than An Yan using a knife.

But now it was just the opposite. Once they fired, they would immediately expose their positions. On the contrary, An Yan, who used flying knives, had no such concerns.

Maybe he had already taken back the eight flying knives just now, waiting for them to reveal their vision.

These mercenaries kept reminding themselves to be careful, and then try to find a safe place to cover, not to give the other side any chance.

But these people did not know that their opponents were grandmaster-level assassins.

Fighting in the dark was not a problem for An Yan at all.

His eyes were like an owl in the dark, staring at his prey.

He had already seen the positions of the remaining six people.

He just moved Song Wanting to a safer place first.

After all, guns have no eyes. If these people get anxious and shoot randomly,

Song Wanting's position is likely to be shot.

After An Yan hid her, he started a new round of hunting activities.

He picked up a few throwing knives and moved towards a mercenary.

He hid under a cabinet and used a stool as a cover.

This position was quite safe. There were many furnitures on the left and right. There was a wall behind him, and the top was still thick solid wood.

Here, the only position that could attack him was the place blocked by this stool, and his gun was right here. As long as An Yan got close, he would shoot immediately.

But he still underestimated An Yan's throwing knife skills.

He found the attack route only by revealing a few small places on the stool.

After two throwing knives flew out, he screamed twice and then stopped getting angry.

There were only five people left out of the six mercenaries.

The two miserable screams frightened the others, who had already recognized that it was the voice of their companions.

Now it was only a minute before the lights went out, and they had lost another combatant.

They thought that An Yan would lose his sight like them, but they found that they were wrong. The darkness could not stop the man at all.

He was now hunting them like a hunter.

Within a minute, An Yan killed another person with the same method, and suddenly there were only four mercenaries left.

The painful screams became the death warrant for the remaining people.

They only now understood that when he caught him just now, he had said that it was enough.

He was talking about them, not himself.

These mercenaries were really panicked.

They had fought with fists, clubs, and guns, but they had never fought with flying knives.

After hearing the screams of their companions, they had no way to judge An Yan's position. There would be no sound when a flying knife flew over, and even if there was a little wind sound, it was not something they could hear at their level.

If they used guns, they would at least expose their positions due to the bright light after firing.

They had no way to stop this guy from using knives, and could only watch their teammates die.

Now they had no choice but to hide well and not reveal any flaws that could be attacked by the flying knives.

Just when they thought they were hiding well, two gunshots rang out, and two mercenaries hiding in the dark were shot in the head.