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When the few people who rushed to the door saw the people in front of them fall, they were scared out of their wits and quickly hid on both sides of the door.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Da da da…"

"Bang!"

Xiao Zhuang and the enemies in front of him were engaged in an intense gunfight. More and more people rushed out of the resting room. Under the powerful firepower, Xiao Zhuang did not dare to show his head.

Zhuo Mingcheng took out a grenade and opened the pin with his mouth before throwing it forward.

"F * ck! It's a grenade!"

" Quickly dodge, dodge, dodge!!"

"He... Mom, get out of my way!"

"F * ck your mother!"

A commotion of crying for their parents was stirred up. Zhuo Mingcheng took advantage of this time to leap into the opposite room. He turned his body in the air and flew into the opposite room with his face facing the ceiling.

Just as he landed on the ground, there was a loud bang outside the corridor. The entire ground shook a few times and a large amount of dust flew up.

The people who had dodged Zhuo Mingcheng's bullets earlier were standing on both sides of the room. They did not expect Zhuo Mingcheng to fly in from below.

"Da da!"

"Da da!"

Zhuo Mingcheng held his hands and charged forward. Two tongues of fire shot out, and the bullets ruthlessly drilled into the front of the two men's chests. The two men were instantly killed.

While lying flat on the ground, Zhuo Mingcheng saw from the corner of his eye that there were still a few survivors who were struggling in a pool of blood after being shot. They also saw Zhuo Mingcheng, who was struggling to raise his gun and aim.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Zhuo Mingcheng got up and dodged the bullets by a hair's breadth. He raised his submachine gun and opened fire brazenly, firing the last few bullets on everyone who was still struggling.

"Kakaka!" When there was only one person left, the submachine gun ran out of bullets. Zhuo Mingcheng decisively threw his gun away and rolled behind a sofa to take cover.

He took out his pistol and rolled to the side, appearing on the other side of the sofa. He maintained a half-squatting position, aimed, and fired.

"Bang!"

The man screamed and collapsed weakly.

Zhuo Mingcheng didn't put down his gun. He carefully observed the room to make sure that there were no living people. Then, he picked up the submachine gun that had been thrown to the ground. With a press of his thumb, the empty magazine fell out. He had wanted to use his left hand to change the bullets, but as soon as his left hand moved, Zhuo Mingcheng frowned and let out a muffled groan.

Without thinking, the wound on his shoulder burst open.

After reloading the bullets, Zhuo Mingcheng hid in the house and raised his gun with his right hand. He fired non-stop.

The entire 18th floor was constructed in the shape of a " middle ". The " mouth " in the middle was the corridor, the " I " in the top was the chairman's office, the " I " in the middle was the elevator entrance, and the " I " in the bottom was the stairwell. At this moment, they were in the corridor on the right. Zhuo Mingcheng's grenade had blown up the corner just now, and it would be very troublesome to pass through, but the gunfight was the best place to take cover.

"Go from the back! Don't let Wang Hai escape!" Zhuo Mingcheng shouted at Xiao Zhuang.

"F * ck you, you almost blew me up. Cover me!”

"You almost killed me!"

Zhuo Mingcheng laughed as he stood out with his gun in both hands. The muzzle fired bullets rapidly, hitting the corner in front of him and sending the bunker flying.

"Da da da…"

Xiao Zhuang took advantage of this time to run behind him. When he reached the corner behind him, he turned around to cover Zhuo Mingcheng.

Zhuo Mingcheng bent his back and met up with Xiao Zhuang. Xiao Zhuang was about to follow Zhuo Mingcheng's shout and circle around when Zhuo Mingcheng pulled him back.

"Kill our way back."

Xiao Zhuang instantly understood." Are you a fox?”

"No, I'm a hunter. Otherwise, how could I catch old foxes like you?”Zhuo Mingcheng reloaded his gun and snorted coldly.

"Who is the fox and who is the hunter?”Xiao Zhuang retorted without showing any weakness.

They could hear the shouts and curses from the other side. As expected, the other side had fallen for it. The two of them did not hesitate anymore and charged back.

Zhuo Mingcheng's speed was extremely fast, and he pulled three body lengths away from Xiao Zhuang in an instant. If it wasn't for the injury on his shoulder, he could have pulled even further away.

"I found out. So it's a rabbit. Son of a b * tch!" Xiao Zhuang muttered in exasperation and followed closely behind.

The long corridor was only about a hundred meters long. After ten seconds, Zhuo Mingcheng had reached the end of the corner. Leaning against the wall, he turned around with his left foot as a pivot. When he saw that the messy group of people had just dodged, he did not hold back at all.

If he hesitated for even a second, he would be letting down the pig-like position of the other side!

" Da da da da!!!"

"Ah!"

"Be careful!"

"He's behind us!"

"Da da da…"

"F * ck him, f * ck him, f * ck him!"

"Help, I'm injured. Someone save me!!”

"Kakaka…"

In just a few seconds, the bullets of the two submachine guns were emptied. Zhuo Mingcheng's center of gravity swayed, and with his right foot as the axis, he pulled back and regained his position.

At this time, Xiao Zhuang had just arrived. After passing through the ruins on the ground, he filled the gap in firepower that Zhuo Mingcheng had created.

At this point, Zhuo Mingcheng's four magazines had all been emptied, and the submachine gun in his hand was no better than a piece of scrap metal. He decisively threw away the submachine gun and took out his pistol. His injured left hand held the.38 that had a smaller recoil, while his intact right hand took out the powerful M1911A1.

After he was done, the sequela of lack of oxygen in the brain caused by nervousness only showed up now. Zhuo Mingcheng's hands were a little numb. He leaned against the wall and adjusted his breathing rhythm. The fearless action just now made him break out in cold sweat. His heart was about to jump out of his chest.

One had to know that he was facing more than ten real guns, not toy guns.

Xiao Zhuang's figure swayed in the narrow corridor. He squatted, rolled over, changed his cover, and kept raising his gun to fight back.

Zhuo Mingcheng's attack had been very fierce, but only a few bullets had actually hit him. Most of the bullets had been used to suppress him. Now, Xiao Zhuang was the real cleaner. Every time he raised his gun, it represented the loss of a life.

At this moment, another group of people charged over from the corner behind Zhuo Mingcheng. They were the small leaders who had rushed out of Wang Hai's office. At this moment, they were equivalent to a new force on the battlefield.

Before the corner, Wang Hai's remaining subordinates blocked the way. Behind the corner, a group of enemies surrounded them. Xiao Zhuang and Zhuo Mingcheng were instantly caught in a pincer attack!

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