After two gunshots suppressed by silencers, at the door of Lu Xinda's room, a cloud of blood mist emerged from the left and right shoulders of the man with his back to Wei Ran.

Before the first bullet shell hit the ground, Wei Ran, who was hiding at the top of the stairs, fired two more bullets in succession, accurately hitting the other hand that was already holding the door handle and his hip bone.

"Danglanglang"

Amidst the screams of the four people, four bullet casings with residual warmth fell on the stairs in a parabola, and they bounced towards the second floor.

This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At the same time, Wei Ran rushed to the two people and pinched their necks, causing them to suffer from brain hypoxia.

Lost consciousness.

The threats and screams had just ended on his side, and the people downstairs also put down their "work" because of the firefight upstairs, and rushed towards the third floor with weapons raised.

"Lu Xinda, hide under the bed"

Wei Ran shouted to Lu Xinda in the room, then took out a Bobosha submachine gun from the metal book, aimed at the stairs and pulled the trigger!

"Da da da da!"

The dense and harsh gunshots immediately pushed back the people downstairs. Immediately afterwards, the people on the second floor looked at each other in confusion, and then subconsciously glanced at the .22 in their hands.

pistol.

"withdraw"

One of them decisively chose to give up and said as he walked downstairs, "Take that golden statue away!"

Hearing this, the people downstairs immediately turned around, decisively abandoned their companions on the third floor and ran out.

However, just as they walked out of the first floor door holding the golden Mazu statue and were about to walk under the oak tree in the middle of the yard, a taxi stopped on the lakeside road outside the yard and outside the library.

There was a van with dazzling lights on, and a police car without its lights on!

At this time, the window of a guest room on the third floor was also opened. Wei Ran raised the Bobosha in his hand, aimed at the lawn two meters away from these people, and pulled the trigger again!

"Da da da da da da da!"

There was no pattern, and the sound of gunfire with the trigger clearly pulled was not only causing the thieves who broke into the house to subconsciously lie down on the ground or hide behind the oak tree, but even the police car outside the yard was just about to get into the car.

The police officers who came out subconsciously hid in their cars again.

"Master Pavlo"

Greva came to the side of the police car, helped open the door and asked, "How do you think you should deal with these bastards who robbed homes and also kidnapped a historian?"

"You just didn't tell me there was a bastard with a submachine gun inside!" The startled policeman Pavlo held up his hat angrily.

"The bastard with the submachine gun is Aurora's boyfriend"

Greva reminded slowly, "Your uncle Sergei is now running a cabin in the hot spring camp, and your nephew Atem in Inta and his school recently received tropical fruits as a gift from Aurora.

I almost forgot that the sugar apples and jackfruit your police station has eaten in recent days were also gifts from Aurora and her boyfriend."

"Of course I know," policeman Pavlo reminded angrily, "my parents are also from Inta."

"So what are you going to do?" Greva leaned against the rear door and slowly lit a cigarette.

"What are you going to do?" Pavlo had already pulled out his pistol from his waist as he spoke.

"How about these people in this yard who were shot to death by Pavlo for resisting arrest and firing at the police? How about all his remaining accomplices were captured alive with the help of the enthusiastic citizen Greva and his friends?"

"How do you explain that submachine gun?" As Pavlo spoke, he loaded the pistol with bullets.

"I'll explain it clearly"

Greva said confidently, "Pavlo, I promise that you will become a hero by tomorrow morning."

"You'd better explain what a submachine gun is before I become a hero."

While Pavlo was speaking, he had already raised his Gsh18 pistol, aimed at one of the people in the yard who had raised his hands, and shouted in Russian, "Throw the weapon into the fountain behind you, then raise your hands and kneel down."

on the ground."

"Translate into English," Greva said to a blonde girl wearing glasses next to him, and at the same time he did not forget to pat her butt lightly.

This blond girl, who had not yet graduated from college, was far more courageous than Pavlo. With the help of Greva, she climbed onto the roof of the off-road vehicle and shouted in English, "Throw the weapons behind you."

into the fountain, and then kneeling on the ground with his hands raised."

It looked like they couldn't run out at all. There was a madman blocking him with a submachine gun on the third floor behind them. The few people blocked in the middle of the yard looked at each other, and in the end they could only honestly use the weapons in their hands.

He threw it into the fountain pool, then held his head in his hands and knelt on the lawn.

However, they did not know that outside the flower wall and iron fence, Greva had already reached out from his off-road vehicle, pulled out a shotgun with familiarity, and loaded two bullets with a "click" sound.

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After looking at each other with Greva, policeman Pavlo aimed at one of them's chest and decisively pulled the trigger!

"boom!"

Almost at the same time as the gunshot sounded, Greva also thrust the barrel of the shotgun into the flower wall, making two "bang" sounds, and fired two shotguns in succession!

After this series of gunshots, the five or six unlucky people in the yard immediately lay down on the ground.

Before the gunfire rang out, Wei Ran had already put away the Bobosha submachine gun in his hand and the bullet casings on the ground. He also wiped the seized pistol and magazine and pinned it to an unlucky guy outside the door.

of the lower back.

By the time he finished his work and returned to the window on the third floor, the policeman had already driven the police car and violently smashed open the iron gate of the yard, braked suddenly and stopped beside the unknown thieves.

After some inspection, the policeman shot one of the unlucky men in the stomach, then ran to the car, grabbed the radio and started making serious calls, while not forgetting to shoot the gas station on the third floor.

He waved his hands enthusiastically.

After a while, the policeman picked up the pistol and flashlight placed on the roof of the car again, and rushed into the room with extraordinary courage.

"Mr. Victor?"

Policeman Pavlo shouted loudly as he walked upstairs, "Put your submachine gun away quickly, I'm coming up."

"We are on the third floor," Wei Ran shouted in response, "There is no danger up there, please come up!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Pavlo climbed up to the third floor with a gun, and immediately saw the two unlucky guys who had been knocked unconscious on the ground, as well as several others.

The open door in the distance and the light coming from inside the door.

"Mr. Victor?" Pavlo asked nervously, holding the gun in both hands.

"I'm in the room"

Wei Ran shouted in response, "I'm coming out, don't shoot."

"Come out!" Pavlo shouted in response.

After a while, Wei Ran walked out with his hands raised high and closed the door, blocking Lu Xinda and Samantha who were hiding in the corner of the room and hugging each other.

"Are they just the two of them?" Pavlo asked, pointing to the two men in suits lying on the floor.

"It's just the two of them." Wei Ran nodded.

Hearing this, Pavlo breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the weapons on the floor, searched the two men again, ignored the gunshot wounds on their bodies and asked, "Where are the people injured by you?

?”

"No more," Wei Ran shook his head and responded, without mentioning at all that there were still three unlucky guys guarded by Beria in the locked basement.

"Help me carry them downstairs."

Pavlo said, already dragging the leg of a man in a suit towards the downstairs, and at the same time explained in a low voice, "Don't worry, Mr. Victor, I will deal with them. My parents are also from Inta. You

You can trust me completely."

"Will it cause trouble for you?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice, dragging another person down.

Pavlo assured confidently, "There will be some trouble, but it won't be particularly troublesome."

Hearing this, Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickened his pace to catch up.

After placing the two men in suits on the edge of the fountain and letting them lie down, Pavlo drove his police car and hit the flower wall by the fountain hard, and then raised his gun and pointed it at the ribs of the two bastards.

They each took another shot, and then used the pistol they had just seized to pull the trigger of their own police car.

After this skillful operation, Greva also ran in from the outside, and Pavlo immediately handed a seized pistol to the other party, and then put the law enforcement recorder on his left shoulder aside.

He said, "Gleva, you bastard, you have to be more accurate."

"Do not worry"

While Greva was speaking, he had already taken the pistol and flashlight from the other party, and aimed at Pavlo's law enforcement recorder from a distance of two meters. At the same time, he did not forget to ask, "Isn't this thing not connected to the Internet?"

"Our police station has not turned on the Internet function. Hurry up and shoot, don't waste time." Before finishing his words, the obviously nervous little policeman took off his gloves and bit them in his mouth, closing his eyes at the same time.

"You will be a hero soon," Greva said, and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Snapped!"

After the not-so-big gunshot, the .22-caliber lead bullet accurately hit the law enforcement recorder hanging on Pavlo's shoulder.

The gun in Greva's hand was also thrown into the fountain pool. By the way, he did not forget to wash the handle and trigger of the pistol, as well as his own hands.

Holding his shoulder and taking a few deep breaths, Pavlo took a look at the smashed law enforcement recorder, then looked at the blood overflowing from his shoulder, grinned and pointed at the nearby

Fountain Pool, while humming, said, "Mr. Victor, if you don't want to see a heroic policeman die in the line of duty, shouldn't it be time to call an ambulance for me?"
To be continued...