"Can't we get together and part with each other?"

Cheng Bin said helplessly: "I even said I don't want to kill anyone anymore. It's hard for me to do this."

After hearing what Cheng Bin said, Glova's mood, which had just relaxed, became nervous immediately. The most important thing was that he had no idea what Cheng Bin had discovered, so he subconsciously turned to look at Allen.

Alan actually didn't know what Cheng Bin discovered, but compared with Glova, he felt more things.

This is a very mysterious feeling, enough to make him more vigilant, but he cannot know clearly what happened like Cheng Bin.

He faced Glova's suspicious gaze and shook his head decisively, saying, "I don't know what happened, and I didn't arrange anything."

Cheng Bin stood sideways in the shadow next to the stairs. The light here is very dark and it is facing the gate. Whether it is the light coming from the living room or the moonlight outside the building, it makes the outside much brighter than here, and of course it is also difficult to see him from outside.

"That's strange." Cheng Bin said slowly: "Is there a third person here who can make a decision?"

Hearing this sentence, Glova and Allen thought of a person at the same time, and Glova blurted out, "Rebecca?"

"This is impossible." Allen said flatly.

I don’t know if one of these two people has magical powers. As soon as they finished speaking, they heard a woman’s scream coming from the upper floor.

"Rebecca." Allen heard that it was Rebecca's voice, and his body moved, as if he wanted to run upstairs, but he immediately stopped and turned his attention to Cheng Bin. After all, theoretically speaking, he is still Cheng Bin's hostage now.

The two looked at each other for a while, Cheng Bin reached out and pulled out a pistol from his waist, held the barrel and handed it over, "This is your gun."

Alan looked at him deeply, reached out to take it, looked down and said to Cheng Bin: "Thank you."

"It looks like it will be very lively tonight." Cheng Bin said: "Although morally, I should stay and help you, but..." He glanced at the two of them, "I think I should leave, I wish you good luck."

Allen ignored Cheng Bin. In fact, it was already a surprise that Cheng Bin returned the pistol to him. He had never expected to fight side by side with Cheng Bin. If it were him, he would probably not have fought against the enemy with the person who was pointing the gun just now. What if this guy slid his hand and shot him?

He said to Glova in a hurry: "Hide in the basement, I don't tell you not to come out."

"Wait a minute." Glova did not obey Allen's advice. He whispered to Cheng Bin: "Can you give me a gun too?"

Cheng Bin looked back at him, as if he wanted to say something, but he suddenly pulled out his pistol, turned around and started shooting back. Alon also fired, and the two of them shot in the same direction, both of the darkness in front of the building gate.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, a man who walked into the door with a submachine gun was shot on the head and fell on his back. Then the bullets shot by Allen hit another person one step behind the man.

But to Allen's surprise, the man was wearing a bulletproof vest. Although he was hit by a bullet, he still struggled to open fire in the building.

One advantage of hiding in the dark is that it can easily hide its tracks, but the disadvantages are also obvious. At least the muzzle flame when shooting becomes very obvious. Moreover, because it is right opposite, the person does not need to spend time or energy to find the enemy's position at all. He immediately finds the right direction when he is shot.

While the man raised the submachine gun, Cheng Bin exploded his head with another bullet, but there were still bullets flying out of the submachine gun and hit the chandelier in the living room. The broken lights fell from the ceiling, making a jingle sound.

"Leave the main door to me." Cheng Bin whispered. He inserted the pistol back into the gun bag on his chest, picked up the rifle while Alan shook the pistol with both hands and rushed up the stairs.

Glova hesitated for a moment, his eyes fell on the body that was lying in front of the door. It was obvious that the two guys had guns on them, and they no longer needed them.

At this time, Glova had confirmed that they were not the security personnel of his family. In addition to his different clothes and dressing, he did not equip them with submachine guns. You should know that the thing is much more expensive than automatic rifles and has a faster firing rate, making it not suitable for people who lack training.

In Allen's words, those guys would empty the magazine in a few seconds and then take a few minutes to load the new ones, and they've died several times during this time.

Of course, besides the guns, Glova's guards also do not have body armor. Compared with his bodyguards, it is obvious that he spends much less money on ordinary guards. After all, the landlords do not have surplus food, and everyone's treatment is similar, it will be easy to have a life of scrambling together.

Glova may sometimes consider the problem easily, but at least he is very brave to act, so he thought about the weapons on the other party's body and walked forward.

He had just taken two steps and when he passed by Cheng Bin, he was pulled by Cheng Bin, and then he heard Cheng Bin shouting loudly: "Grenade." Then Glova felt a huge force coming, dragging him up the stairs, so fast that he could not keep up at all, so he could only be dragged by Cheng Bin. In a panic, he realized that the slippers on his feet had fallen off.

About two seconds later, Cheng Bin threw Glova onto the stairs and threw himself at the turn of the stairs. At this time, an explosion sounded from the living room, accompanied by a bright flash.

The flying fragments hit the walls and furniture, making a dull sound. Cheng Bin breathed a sigh of relief. What he was worried about did not happen. The enemy used fragments and anti-destructive thunder, rather than the air waves and anti-destructive thunder with stronger lethality in the building.

Before the explosion completely dissipated, Glova heard Cheng Bin's voice shouting: "Come up."

At the same time, Cheng Bin jumped up, hooked his legs to the handrail of the stairs, leaned forward and shot at the living room door. A dull sound of falling to the ground came from the door. It seemed that he had hit something, but it was difficult to determine the result.

Taking advantage of Cheng Bin's firepower, Glova climbed up with her hands and legs, and rushed up the stairs with her hands and legs. Cheng Bin shot two shots, and withdrew her body that was poking out of the stairs with force, turning around and running towards the second floor.

There was a dense gunfire downstairs, and at least two submachine guns were shooting at the place where they were hiding just now. The wooden stairs were instantly shattered. If Cheng Bin shot another shot, he would have opened a bunch of holes like the wooden boards on the stairs.

Cheng Bin jumped over seven or eight steps in two steps, rushed past Glova on all sides, rolled on the ground, and stood up on the floor on the second floor. The long gun body of the m16 rifle is actually not suitable for this tactical rolling movement. If you are not careful, it will hurt your chest and abdomen. Unlucky may even hit your chin, but Cheng Bin's movements were completed very accurately, without any collision, and it did not affect the speed of the gun being fired.

The bloody smell on the second floor is stronger than the first floor. This is why Cheng Bin immediately realized something was wrong as soon as he came up from the floor. Compared to a normal person like Glova, Cheng Bin is extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. He is very sure that it is impossible for someone to accidentally cut his finger.

There were messy footsteps in the corridor on the third floor, and then the gunshot suddenly rang out. Cheng Bin heard that it was a pistol shooting, and then someone rolled down the stairs and fell at Cheng Bin's feet.
Chapter completed!