After doing all this, he plugged the bottle cap, put the bottle back into his pocket, and then continued to lie down in the snow, waiting quietly.
Thirty seconds later, Ximen took out a gas mask from his small backpack and put it on. He slid to the edge of the roof, grabbed the eaves with both hands, and landed silently on the balcony of the second floor.
There is a small door leading to the attic utility room.
Ximen pulled out the MK25 pistol equipped with a silencer and an infrared indicator, took out the master key and lightly poked the door lock.
Click——
After an extremely subtle turning sound, the door was gently pushed open.
Coming out of the utility room, Ximen walked along the wooden stairs towards the first floor.
According to my previous observations, Anthony and several SAS members were all in the living room.
On the first floor, Ximen saw an SAS member lying down by the stairs.
He carefully stepped over his body, trying not to make any sound with his steps.
Although the granular pill-like things he poured into the chimney before would produce ecstasy gas when burned at high temperatures, and spread extremely quickly.
This kind of thing is extremely secretive and smells of a faint herbal fragrance in the air. The Brotherhood of the Holy Cross is an assassin organization with a very long history, so they always have some weird things, all kinds of poisons,
Of course, there are also drugs like the ones Eric gave Qin Fei that are used to stimulate nerves and increase the body's excitement level.
Soon, he saw two other SAS members lying on both sides of the sofa.
He carefully approached the sofa. Under normal circumstances, Anthony should have collapsed on the sofa.
The muzzle of the gun slowly passed over the copy of the sofa. When the entire sofa came into view, Ximen's eyes rounded.
There's no one on the sofa!
It was empty there, nothing!
An ominous premonition suddenly surged into Ximen's heart.
Almost at the same time, his assassin's instinct told him that there was someone behind him!
Anthony appeared behind Simon like a ghost, holding a HK UPS .45 caliber pistol taken from an SAS member.
The muzzle of the gun was already pointed at the back of Ximen's head, and Anthony smiled sinisterly and pulled the trigger.
Almost at the same time, Simon seemed to have eyes on the back of his head and turned to the right to avoid the bullet fired from the gun.
puff--
The HK USP pistol, which was also equipped with a silencer, extinguished a ball of fire and shot the bullet into the fireplace opposite.
Simon's body suddenly turned to the right, the MK25 pistol was switched to his left hand, and he directly pointed Anthony in the face and fired!
puff--
Ginger is really spicy!
Anthony also turned his head, blocked with his right hand, and pushed the MK25 away. The bullet almost flew past his temple.
It is impossible for ordinary people to remain so calm when facing a gun at a distance of more than ten or twenty centimeters, but top assassins can.
Every Assassin undergoes psychological training similar to what is known in Special Forces as "facing the danger."
The purpose of this kind of training is to enable every assassin to dare to fight head-on without flinching when fighting an opponent when the mission encounters a sudden change.
Because at a critical moment, as long as a trace of fear appears in the heart, the psychological defense line can easily collapse in an instant, leading to abnormal movements and ultimately death.
Extended from this training, there are many kinds of psychological training methods that are used in the training of special forces. For example, the most famous one is the so-called "trust shooting". Experience the feeling of bullets shooting towards you, and learn to
Trust your teammates and avoid Huang Luang.
The distance between the two of them was only half a meter. They had fought no less than ten times in less than ten seconds, and seven or eight shots had been fired. However, in the confrontation between the masters, no one could get an advantage from the other, and the bullets fired
Empty them all!
As the vice-president of the Holy Cross Brotherhood, Anthony is certainly no idiot, let alone a vain person.
In the end, the two men actually removed each other's magazines.
When the last bullet in the gun chamber was fired, the two men gave up their pistols and drew their knives almost at the same time.
But this time, Anthony took advantage - he ripped off the gas mask from Ximen's face.
Ding--
The two fighting knives collided in the darkness, creating a string of sparks.
The two black shadows suddenly separated.
Anthony immediately put the gas mask on his face and breathed in the air released from the small air tank attached under the breathing mouth.
Only now did Ximen realize that when the air in Anthony's house was not right just now, he immediately performed simple treatments and held his breath.
The simplest method is to use water and a towel to filter out the ecstasy gases emitted by the strange plant potion that Simon threw and burned in the fireplace.
In the fight just now, this old guy actually relied on the little oxygen saved in his lungs to survive, and his movements were not sluggish due to lack of oxygen.
Ximen was shocked inside.
As the head of the Twelve Apostles, although he knew that Anthony was also one of the Twelve Apostles in his early years, according to the rules of the Holy Cross Brotherhood, he was deemed to have automatically given up his title of disciple after assuming the position of vice president.
I thought that the old guy's physical strength was not what it used to be, but I didn't expect that Anthony, who was over fifty years old, could be so vigorous, not inferior to the younger ones like him!
This time, it was Ximen's turn to hold his breath. As long as he took a few breaths of the ecstasy substance in the air, he would soon fall to the ground like those SAS members.
However, Ximen chose another method. The sneak attack had long since lost its meaning and had long since turned into a head-on confrontation between the two.
He suddenly flew up and kicked out a wooden chair next to him, hitting it directly on the window.
Boom——
The glass shattered and scattered all over the floor. The wind and snow poured in from outside, and the ecstasy gas in the air was immediately blown away.
Anthony let go of his hand, threw the gas mask on the ground, and smiled at Ximen: "Boy, do you want to kill me? You are really a bit immature. I personally taught your courses back then. Speaking of which, you are the one
Half a master."
"When I see your calm expression, it's obvious that I don't need to ask any more and am sure that you were the one who betrayed me in the Moscow operation." Simon stared at Anthony and said coldly.
Anthony snorted and said: "That's right, people in the dark don't do secret things. It was me who betrayed you. It was I who told Andrei Ivankov, the boss of the Russian mafia, the action plan and route reported by John.
Petkovic, and I also provided them with professional advice on how to ambush you in the safest way."
"So, John is innocent?" The murderous intent in Simon's eyes has begun to overflow, "You framed him later?"
"Yes, the matter has come to this. I am not going to deny it. I must let you two brothers die." Anthony said: "For me, your existence in the world is a stumbling block for me."
"Is it because of his position as president?" Bloodshot eyes have begun to appear in Ximen's eyes, and strong murderous intent is seeping from every pore in his body. "Is the death of my adoptive father Thrandez also related to you?"