After hearing the order, the brothers behind quickly pulled the trigger together, suppressing the other party so that they did not dare to look up. Then their bodies quickly passed through the ground like a rattlesnake.

When his body "swimmed" to a suitable position, Ju Bo fired a cold shot, and shot a gunman in the forehead. In the darkness, the gunman's back of his head exploded, and his brain and bloody ideas spread across the wall.

In the dark, you don’t rely on any night market tools, and you can hit the enemy’s eyebrows just by experience and feel. This kind of shooting technique is not only due to his talent and hard work, but also the breath-taking technique that Feng Bo learned in Wangyue Pavilion. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as shocking the world and the earth and the skills of shocking the world. If it were Dong Xinlei and He Haoran, you would not be sure that you could kill the opponent with one shot in this situation.

Of course, now they only killed two people, so it would be too early to say that victory was.

The sudden silence of the companion made the other two people in the dark notice the seriousness of the matter. They followed the trajectory of the gunfire just now and poured bullets at Ju Bo together.

Ju Bo quickly pulled out and dodged, but unfortunately even though he was very careful, his arm was still scratched by a stray bullet. He endured the pain and did not scream.

While speaking, a brother with a black belt suddenly rushed into the bathroom and turned on the light in the bathroom in the entrance hall. After the light was on for a second, it quickly went out. Although it was only one second, it was enough for the master. Another brother with a black belt suddenly shot with the short memory of the nerve center as the light just went out.

This shot shot directly through a man's throat. The man didn't even know what was going on, so he fell straight to the ground.

Four people, Ju Bo has killed three people. But none of Ju Bo can be happy. The ones they came this time were all elite among the elites. With the raid and number dominance, they fought for so long and lost two brothers. It was really embarrassing to spread it.

This also reflects from another aspect that these people are really not simple.

Moreover, the remaining person is even more difficult than the first three.

This man was calm and ruthless, with accurate marksmanship. He had his left hand and his right hand. He forced five or six people in the room to jump up and down, and two brothers were shot twice by him. Fortunately, because it was pitch black around him, the two shots did not hurt the important points, and it was fine.

It has been five minutes since the beginning of the battle. Five minutes may be short for others, but for Ju Bo, it is longer than five years, and he is so anxious that his forehead, palms, and back are sweaty.

For a powerful gunman, a little sweat in his palm may affect his gun's posture, thereby reducing the accuracy of shooting. Ju Bo took a light breath, first wiped the sweat on his palm on his trouser legs, then poured the gun into his hand, and replaced it with his right hand.

But when his right palm touched the pants legs of his right leg, something hard inside suddenly lit up.

This hard thing was nothing else, it was his satellite phone. He slowly pulled the phone out of his pocket, then suddenly turned on the screen and threw it away.

The gunman subconsciously flashed out half of his body, pulled the trigger, and smashed the phone with just one shot. He immediately realized that it was not good, but it was too late at this time. Shi Bo had already taken him one step ahead of him, pulled the trigger, and fired two shots in a row.

The last killer felt his arms numb, and the pistol and the submachine gun in his hand fell to the ground at the same time. He screamed with a strange cry, just about to endure the pain and pick up the gun. At this time, he vaguely saw a pile of eyes flashing with fierce light in the darkness.

The man realized that it was not good and was about to avoid it. The fist that had been coming towards him had hit him hard. As soon as he screamed from the depths of his throat, the fist hit him again. Then the fist, like a raindrop, hit him like a storm.

The beat in the darkness lasted for more than half a minute. After the owner of the fist stopped, the man's front teeth were all knocked off, his nose bridge was broken, his eye sockets were blue, his chin was crooked, his ribs were broken, and only half his life was left.

It’s not someone else who takes action, it’s just Ju Bo.

Ju Bo threw the killer on the sofa, grabbed a towel, and rubbed the blood on his fists and said, "Open the lights and get all the enemies done."

"Hu" everyone then breathed a sigh of relief and turned on all the lights in the entrance hall, bathroom, bedroom and ceiling.

Although the main lights on the ceiling were broken, the suite was still very bright after these lights were on.

Ju Bo asked the two killers who were beaten to death to send the murderer to the room upstairs for interrogation, and then asked someone to carry out the body of the sacrificed brother. He took the remaining four people to search the room to see if he could find some brothers who could prove their identities.

After searching around, they really found a lot of good things.

In addition to guns and ammunition, there are two boxes of military fixed-point high-explosive explosives, some drawings, a detailed combat plan, more than a dozen forged ID cards, passports and passes. In addition to these, there are many gadgets.

Jubo asked someone to pack all these things and transport them to the room upstairs. It was simply that there were not many guests on this floor, and each room had a good sound insulation effect. The presidential suite was in trouble, and it was still quiet outside, and there was no panicked guest screaming and calling the police.

Ju Bo and his five people carried their things up. As soon as they left the elevator entrance, they saw Dong Xinlei, He Haoran and his group rushed here.

Seeing that Ju Bo was covered in blood, the two of them strided forward and said carelessly: "Xiao Ju, are you okay?"

"Where is the injury? Is it serious or not?"

"I heard from my brothers that you have met a strong enemy, we are all very worried."

“….”

Ju Bo smiled and waved his hand: "It's all minor injuries. It's okay, just have a good sleep. This is not a place to talk. Let's go back to the room and talk."

"Yes, yes." He Haoran nodded: "We have prepared gauze and cotton, and quickly bandage the wound and don't get infected."

"Yeah, okay." Ju Bo shook his head at the brothers beside him: "Take all the killer's things to Ray Ge's room."

"Yes." Several brothers agreed, carrying the things and moving forward. They followed behind and talked a few times from time to time.

After they returned to the room, Jun Bo turned over the dirty clothes on his body, revealing his refined muscles and countless scars. Every scar here is his medal and his testimony to his great contributions to the community.
Chapter completed!