Syria, a certain area of ​​Aleppo.

After Yin Ming called Fan Yu and joking, he asked seven or eight companions to pack up their things and prepare to leave overnight. He himself went to the outdoor toilet next to the first floor because the living environment of this place was quite harsh and there was no indoor toilet at all.

After entering the toilet, Yin Ming dialed the domestic wife's cell phone with a satellite phone.

"……Hello?!"

"Have you invited the coach to have dinner today?" Yin Ming asked directly.

"Please, but the matter has not been said yet!" The wife responded very angry: "A better youth team, our son should not think about joining... A substitute forward, the price is more than one million... If you give it, you may not have a contract, but if you don't give it, you will definitely not have a professional contract..."

Yin Ming shitted while listening to his wife's mockery, and replied: "Then he insists on kicking, what should you do?...... I can't do it even if I don't do it... Oh, forget it... I'm thinking of a way. In the past few days, I'll send you some more... Why do you have to let him advance to a better professional team...!"

"It's better that you can come back!"

"...I'll take a look, try my best!"

"Where are you?"

"Aleppo... go to Basra tonight!" Yin Ming responded in a hurry: "Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore... The phone bill is so expensive. I want to go back, so I'll send you a letter!"

"Oh well……!"

After saying that, after the couple hung up the phone, Yin Ming put the phone aside and prepared to wipe his butt.

At the entrance of the second floor, four or five people were carrying things into the pickup truck at the door.

“Buzz!”

At this moment, the trembling sound of a high-displacement engine suddenly came from the street.

"Brush!"

The person at the door turned his head instinctively and looked over.

Two days of military green off-road Hummers, with a solemn spirit, galloped in Mercedes-Benz.

A young man in the co-pilot in the car was wearing a military uniform, pinching the intercom in his hand and shouting: "Just this building in front!! rpg, I'll fuck him!"

After the words are finished.

On the military green off-road Hummer behind, the skylight was opened. A strong man directly set up an RPG launcher. The warhead that symbolized torn everything was painted with scarlet punctuation, which was extremely eye-catching!!

“rpg!!!”

There was a burst of exclamation at the entrance of the second floor.

"Bang!"

The strong man in the Hummer pulled the trigger.

"Well!"

A harsh sound of Weng's voice sounded from the rpg launcher!

Less than a second later!

"Boom!"

A shocking sound rang in front of the second floor door, half of the house collapsed on the spot, and thick smoke instantly soared into the sky!

"Crack, squeak!"

In the blink of an eye, the two Hummers arrived at the messy second floor door. Then the young man took less than ten people in the car and got out of the car with guns.

...

Inside the house.

When the explosion sounded, Yin Ming, who had just walked out of the toilet, suddenly felt numb. The circular shock wave generated by the explosion on the second floor door was directly carried countless debris and knocked him to the ground!

"Tread!"

Above the second floor, the remaining three or four people who were lucky enough to die under the rpg artillery fire quickly ran straight downstairs with guns!

"brush!"

After Yin Ming shook his head, he took out the gun directly. Then no one cared about it and turned around and was about to run to the back door.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the wooden door of the back door was kicked open directly.

"Da da da da!"

The Buddha held the steps automatically, and the person didn't show his head, so he swept into the house directly!

"Go upstairs!! Go upstairs!!" Yin Ming was in a hurry and shouted Chinese to run to the second floor.

"Kang Kang Kang Kang!"

The Buddha knelt on one knee at the back door and fired three shots again.

"Pudong!"

At the end, a Middle Eastern youth fell directly from the steps and fell down on his back!

"Da da!"

At the same time, the remaining people ran to the second floor, then stuck the stairs and began to fight back down.

"Huhh!"

After Yin Ming ran to the second floor, he immediately picked up the money box, then held a gun in his right hand and ran straight to the window on the right side of the second floor.

"Bang!"

"Crash!"

After a crisp sound, the window broke. Xiaochen pulled the belt hanging above the window with his left arm, curled up and rushed in!

"Brush!"

Everyone in the house turned their heads and was about to fight back.

"Kang! Bang!"

The lights inside the house were shattered and the light became dimmed instantly!

"brush!"

Xiao Chen moved horizontally, half of his body hidden behind the wall, and shot two shots to kill the two at the entrance of the stairs.

"Roar in!"

At the front entrance of the first floor, a young man in military uniform waved his hands, and less than ten people behind him bent over and entered with guns.

"Kang Kang Kang Kang!"

In the dim light house, rapid gunfire burst out instantly.

...

In less than fifteen seconds.

Xiao Chen stepped on the pistol on the second floor and was shot on the arm, with Yin Ming's head covered with sweat.

"...Xiaochen, listen to me!" Yin Ming opened his mouth and was about to speak.

"Kang!!"

The young man in a military uniform raised his gun expressionlessly and collapsed directly on Yin Ming's right leg.

"ah!!!"

Yin Ming screamed in an instant.

"brush!"

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, bent down with his eyes raised, grabbed Yin Ming's hair and asked, "Where is Yang?!"

"I don't know. If you guys start to do it, I'll leave!" Yin Ming replied without hesitation.

"Does a person die or not!"

"I really don't know, they didn't tell me!" Yin Ming responded with his thighs and his lips tremblingly.

"Who is looking for you?" Xiaochen asked again.

"The leader is Fan Yu, who comes from China, they give me money and ask me to do this!" Yin Ming almost rushed to answer Xiaochen's question.

"It's over, do you still have any contact?!"

“Just just passed the phone!”

"...Is there any problem with it?" Xiao Chen asked immediately after pausing.

"No, no... absolutely not!" Yin Ming kowtowed.

"good!"

Xiaochen stood up directly.

"Take this away!" said the young man in military uniform pointing to Yin Ming.
To be continued...