Chapter 903 - Flipping the Table Over

Chapter 903: Flipping the Table Over

Unexpectedly, his comrade was very quick-witted. He immediately took out a pistol from his waist and held it in one hand, while he gave Nikolai a UMP with the other. "Okay, you have two guns now, it's all good."

Nikolai was lost for words.

But everybody was glaring at him, and D'Amico's gun looked like it was pointed at him.

Desperate, Nikolai picked up the UMP in his hand and kicked the door open with a twisted face.

Bang!

"Ah!" A scream rang out from outside the door, and Nikolai suddenly saw a prone figure.

Extremely nervous, he pulled the trigger without hesitation and fired wildly at the figure.

Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!

The person outside the door was hit by a series of bullets and fell to the ground. His body jerked and his screams didn't stop.

In less than two seconds, the UMP was emptied.

Nikolai was pleasantly surprised. "I hit him…"

At that moment, he finally saw the person's face. His expression changed from joy to shock. "Huh? Jimmy, why are you here?"

Jimmy was the only person who had escaped Mindy's gun.

At that moment, he was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open. Blood was pouring out of the dozen or so gunshot wounds on his back, and he mumbled, "Don't, don't open fire. It's, it's me… Ugh."

After saying that, Jimmy took his last breath and fell silent.

He had been lucky enough to avoid the enemy's bullets, but hadn't been able to avoid friendly fire. In the end, he couldn't escape death.

The criminals on both sides of the door looked at the stunned Nikolai. "Did you get him? Did you get the guy?"

Nikolai swallowed and suddenly came back to himself. He fumbled for a new clip.

But he then realized that it wasn't his gun. He didn't have any UMP clips on him. He quickly turned around and shouted at his comrade behind the door, "Give me clips…"

Pa! Pa! Pa!

Three gunshots rang out, and the unlucky Nikolai collapsed with three holes in his head and chest.

Startled, the criminals on both sides of the door stuck out their guns and started shooting randomly into the hallway.

In the room, D'Amico had already gotten up and was striding up the stairs inside to the top floor.

The black fatty, Leroy, quickly followed.

D'Amico didn't stop, but just turned around and snorted coldly. "Hm?"

Leroy hurriedly said, "Boss, I… need to use your collection."

Looking at the weapons cabinet in the room, D'Amico nodded. "Okay."

Leroy swallowed. "The biggest one, I think."

D'Amico's feet paused, but he immediately picked up his pace. "Whatever. As long as we can kill them."

In any case, he was about to leave the building. Whatever happened here could be dealt with later.

The best would be if they could kill these attackers.

Against such a terrifying enemy, he would rather have his subordinates die with the other party than let the latter leave.

Thinking that, he picked up his pace and disappeared up the stairs.

Gritting his teeth, Leroy ran to the weapons cabinet, raised his hands, took down the weapon at the top, and strode to the door.

Outside, Mindy had just helped "avenge" Jimmy by killing Nikolai.

Retracting her gun, she retreated to the corner and looked at Luke. "Are we charging in?"

Luke shook his head. "Wait, they don't have many bullets left."

Generally speaking, gang members like these only had two clips on them.

The criminals had already finished their first clips and started reloading.

Both Luke and Mindy were wearing bulletproof armor, but Luke had never been someone to charge through bullets.

The armor was only support; if he relied on it all the time, he would easily drop his guard and fall into a trap.

In any case, it would take at most twenty seconds for the guys on the other side to become scrap metal.

Suddenly, his expression changed. He stuck his head out and exclaimed, "What?"

Seeing his expression, Mindy quickly craned her neck, then exclaimed, "Sh*t! Are they crazy?"

Luke said, "To use an AT4 rocket launcher inside the building, they are indeed crazy."

Mindy asked, "What should we do?"

Luke chuckled. "If they want to turn the tables, then don't blame me for flipping the table over. Follow me!"

With that, he pulled out the Colt Python at his waist with his right hand. He raised his wrist and swung his arm in a beautiful arc.

Bang!

The moment he fired, he turned into a black shadow and charged out from the corner and down the hallway, instantly covering a distance of ten meters.

A moment ago, Leroy had taken down the AT4 anti-tank rocket launcher from the top of the weapons cabinet. His eyes were full of madness as he stood in the middle of the doorway at the end of the hallway.

Taking a deep breath, he said to his men, "Move."

The subordinates who were firing turned around and were shocked. They quickly retreated to the sides.

An AT4 wasn't used indoors at all, nor was it used to attack people. This fatty was indeed crazy!

With a twisted smile, Leroy aimed at the other end of the hallway. He flipped opened the cover on the red button with his finger, before he looked at the end of the hallway.

Not only could the AT4 create an explosion, it was also destructive and burned at high temperatures; its light was blinding and its fire was non-stop.

Leroy believed that even if the attackers weren't blown up, they would still be burned to death, or even blinded.

By then, they would be able to kill the enemy easily.

Thinking that, his finger moved on the button.

Bang!

In the distance, a blurry black shadow suddenly appeared around the corner.

It was Luke's right hand, but the fatty couldn't see it clearly.

The moment a gunshot rang out, Leroy was sent flying. There was a hole in his forehead and the back of his head exploded.

This world had nothing to do with him anymore.

The seven criminals were too busy moving away from the office door to notice that nobody had fired the AT4.

At that moment, Luke charged in.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The noise at the door suddenly quieted down.

Two seconds later, Mindy ran in. Seeing everything, she put the guns back at her waist. "You're too fast."

This time, Luke didn't reload. He quickly holstered his gun and patted her head. "If you want to flip the table over, you have to do it when it isn't paying attention."

Mindy was dazed for a moment. "Huh? When… the table isn't paying attention?"

He walked toward the stairs. "That's right. Look at how perfect the outcome is."