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Owen was sure that he saw the pride in her look just now, the pride that he saved his own life.
With a bang, the double doors of the room were opened again, and another guy appeared at the door with a submachine gun, pointing the gun at the proud female killer.
bang bang bang bang bang bang
Before the submachine gun could fire, Owen's gun went off. In order to ensure the hit rate, Owen fired both guns at the same time. When the gunfire stopped, he was already standing in front of the female killer. The female killer's face changed to panic.
Owen turned into a proud smile.
"You're welcome, now we're settled."
What he got in return was a cold snort from the female killer.
The two of them kicked open the door together. No gunshots were heard in the room. Owen glanced sideways. There were only an old man with white hair, a middle-aged man and a few girls in the room. There were no other security guards. The two just now
These guys should be the last two armed men.
Owen and the female killer walked in while patrolling. The white-haired old man and the middle-aged man hid behind the two girls with pistols. The two girls were blocked by them as human shields. The other girls were scattered around the room.
But they were all frightened.
Owen glanced around and saw Kenm at a glance. She was in a very conspicuous position. She was the one being blocked by the middle-aged man as a human shield.
The other girls huddled in fear, and Owen shivered in fear whenever he looked at them. Owen waved his hand, and the girls ran away in a swarm.
He just received a call from Brian and found out that the two girls were mistaken. Brian had rescued Amanda and was on his way over. Thank God he also found Ken.
"Where's Brian? Brian, come out, we can talk..."
The middle-aged man roared hysterically. He was much more professional than the old man. He almost hid behind the human shield. Unlike the old man who also hid behind the human shield, his entire head was exposed. In professionalism,
In the eyes of people, it is simply full of loopholes.
Owen recognized the middle-aged man as Ken, Brian's former colleague and the guy in the movie.
This guy is not a good guy. He acts as a protective shield for Albanians for money. After Brian's daughter got into the accident, he not only did not provide any help but made matters worse. I don't know why Brian still spared his life in the movie.
"Did you find the person you were looking for?"
The female killer asked from the side. Owen nodded and indicated that the girl in front of him was. Kenm obviously recognized him. He was crying like a tearful person, but he did not dare to make a sound. Only tears fell involuntarily.
"Gaspard Nasseri?"
The female killer took out a photo, looked at it, and suddenly asked the white-haired old man.
"Who sent you to kill me? No matter how much money he pays, I can..."
Bang bang... bang bang bang
The female killer didn't even wait for the old man to finish speaking. Flames spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet first killed the human shield in front of the old white man, and then directly exploded his head before he could react.
"What are you doing?"
Owen's roaring voice was distorted by nervousness. It was so crazy. He was a police officer. He really didn't expect the female killer to kill the human shield in cold blood and then kill the people behind her.
This method is very efficient, but... it's too inhumane.
"Look at her hands?"
Owen was at a loss for words. After hearing this, he looked towards the hand of the human shield, only to find that the dead woman actually held a miniature pistol in her hand. Needless to say, this person must be one of the old man's group. Owen was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat.
"My business is done..."
The female killer didn't even look at Owen after she finished speaking, and turned to leave.
"Back off, everyone back off..."
Ken's expression suddenly became ferocious. He was also afraid that the person opposite him would do something to him like an old white man. He nervously pulled the human shield in front of him and retreated behind a pillar.
Owen didn't have time to apologize to the female killer. He was staring at the other person during the whole process. He originally wanted to look for opportunities to shoot the opponent's head directly like in the movies, but he couldn't find any chance.
Ken was too experienced. He always huddled himself behind the human shield and pillars, and his head, hands, and feet were all well hidden, rendering his Mozambique shooting skills completely useless.
As expected, no ordinary person can be sent abroad by the U.S. government to perform special missions. Even if this Ken is not as good as Brian, I don't think he is too far behind.
Owen was at a loss. Just when he didn't know what to do, the female killer who walked next to him suddenly turned around without warning. The muzzle of the gun was not pointed directly at Ken, but it was swung in a wide circle in an unnecessary way, and then there was a flash of fire.
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The next second, blood suddenly burst out from the side of Ken's head, which was hiding behind the pillar and human shield, and then he fell to the ground with his head up.
Irving ignored his surprise. He rushed forward and pulled Ken behind him. At the same time, he kicked Ken's pistol away and pointed the gun in his hand at Ken. Only then did he realize that this man was already dead and had a head on the side of his head.
A bullet hole, with blood constantly flowing out.
Ken was in shock. She only felt something splash on her face. Only when Owen pulled her over did she find Ken on the ground.
Realizing that she was finally saved, this simple girl suddenly collapsed. The suppressed emotions suddenly burst out, making her hoarse but unable to cry.
Owen held her in his arms and comforted her gently, but he still couldn't figure out how the female killer shot Ken just now. Ken was well hidden, and he couldn't hit her directly unless the bullet could hit him.
Turn.
This ridiculous idea just flashed in his mind. Fierce gunshots were heard outside. Owen didn't know who was exchanging fire outside, but now was obviously not the time to ask questions.
"We have to leave right away...uh????"
Just as he was about to discuss how to leave with the female killer, Owen realized that there was no one behind him and the female killer had left at some point.
This woman really has a personality, and Owen doesn't dare to delay. She's not out of danger yet. We'll talk about comfort later. The most important thing is to get out of here first.
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Downstairs, the Albanians have been defeated. They are just desperadoes who were taught how to behave as soon as they fought against regular GIPN.
Mark witnessed the entire conflict between his men and the police. At first, he wanted to stop it, but before he could react, the two sides exchanged fire. After a large number of his men died, he was even more afraid to join in.
Horpas was beaten very badly. In just a short time, at least half of the people he brought with him were killed. At this moment, he was lying on the ground with bullets whizzing above his head.
"Retreat, retreat quickly, let's get out of here first..." At this moment, he didn't care about saving Mark, he would just run for his life first. The men next to him ran to drive, but after just a few steps, a pool of blood spurted out.
His body tilted and fell to the ground.
The person next to him got up angrily and fought back. As soon as his head appeared, he was hit in the head by a flying bullet. His skull was blown off and he fell to the ground into a pile of rotten flesh.
Not everyone is as unlucky as Holpas. The few guys walking behind are very lucky. With the unlucky guy in front blocking them, they can turn around and leave calmly. But how can they go to the car after returning?
Gang explanation is a problem, of course, if the gang still exists.