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At the same time as the shock bomb exploded, Claire outside the building also arrived.

There are more than 30 fighters in this team. Of course, it is impossible to squeeze all of them to the door of the room on the third floor where Wade is hiding.

A lot of people separated, controlling the streets and stairs before and after the building to prevent Wade from running away from the window and stairs.

The sound of the shock bomb also attracted the attention of these fighters.

Claire, who arrived, did not stop, and swayed directly from the air to the top of the two fighters who were guarding outside the building door.

In mid-air, two gray-black whips popped out, and the tip instantly turned into a small hammer and swung it up.

Duang! Duang!

The two fighters only felt pain in the lower part of the back of the head and passed out.

Claire fell silently, and the small gray-black hammer turned into a whip shape, rolled back the fighter's two micro punches, and handed them to her.

"Go." Claire put her guns away, looked up, two gray-black filaments shot out from her back, stuck to a window on the third floor and pulled her body up immediately.

At the same time as she left the ground, the gray-black whip hooked away the pistols and magazines of the unconscious two people, retracted behind her, and attached to her waist, becoming a holster and magazine bag.

Feeling the guidance of the gold nugget in her mind, Claire jumped into the window on the third floor, silently lifted the latch with black silk, got in, and walked through the dark living room.

There was already the sound of someone getting up in the bedroom, but before the people inside came out, she opened the door and rushed out, not forgetting to close the door.

As soon as they got out, a group of fighters were still shaking their heads and vomiting in front of them.

She was still pulling the door with her left hand, but her right hand had already raised the micro-chung, squatting and firing.

Clap clap clap!

The stable shooting stance, the target at a distance of no more than fifteen meters, and the number and distribution of the targets already determined, made Claire's hit rate extremely high.

This kind of half-body fixed target shooting at close range is a compulsory course for her every time she goes to Luke's cottage for vacation.

Not for training your head,

It is purely to maintain the sense of gun, to avoid the strange feeling of not touching the gun for a long time.

After a micro-charge bullet was fired, more than a dozen combatants on both sides of the door were all shot in the lower body, screaming in agony.

Claire smashed Micro Chong on the wall, destroyed the gun, and rushed over.

All the fighters who fell to the ground and screamed were kicked in the head, and they were guaranteed to be unable to move for ten minutes.

She then removed the magazine from their gun, pinched the magazine well with her fingers, and deformed it slightly so that the magazine could not be inserted.

She quickly finished it with her hands and feet, and the fighters who blocked it below found something wrong and touched it.

Claire originally wanted to have a head-to-head duel with the opponent, but the words of the gold nugget made her change her mind. She jumped out of the window next to her, the black thin line swayed, and then got back through the window on the second floor.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, she opened the door from another room. The two groups of fighters had already gone to the third floor.

She flashed and followed their heels.

The first group was examining the comatose people on the ground, and the last two men of the second group turned vigilantly to guard the stairwell.

The two of them were blacked out, and two fists like sandbags smashed into their faces.

Claire blocked the two of them in front of him and held up the rest of the micro-dash.

There was a burst of gunshots, and all the eight people who had just come up fell down again.

In the end, Claire didn't forget to shoot two shots each in the legs of the two people she knocked unconscious.

Gold Nugget said it was a sedative gun, to make sure they didn't make trouble without killing her.

Claire has no intention of killing, she is a big star, and she is satisfied as long as she stops the crime.

Destroying the weapons of these people, under the reminder of the gold nugget, she stuffed the two pistols and micro-chongs on her body through the hole in the door, then turned around and left.

She was a little strange again: "Aren't we saving the people inside?"

Gold Nugget: "Ignore him, that guy is not a human being. Well, not a normal person. He'll be alive and kicking in a few minutes at most. I'm hungry, clean up the rest, and we'll go home to take a bath and have a late-night snack."

Claire was still curious: "Who is that guy? Do you hate him?"

Gold Nugget: "I don't hate him, but not many people like him. This guy likes to die very much. You will have a chance to see you sooner or later."

One person and one dog were talking nonsense, so they went downstairs to clean up the remnants.

On the New York side, Luke said, "Have those fingerprints been cleaned up? Carol, take Lorna, go out the window immediately, and go to the place I gave you. Remember, don't let Lorna reveal her abilities at will, understand ?"

In the apartment only one room away from Wade, Carol listened to the voice coming from the earphone, nodded and whispered: "Understood."

Then she grabbed Lorna and jumped out of the window, not forgetting to close the window with her toes.

Carroll's body is extremely flexible, and even with Lorna on her back, she can easily climb from the third floor to the second floor, and then jump down.

After landing, the two women ran away in the alley.

Wade in the room looked strangely at the few guns stuffed in the door: "Hey, did you surrender with just a shock bomb? This year's mercenaries are not good."

Vanessa came out of the kitchen quickly, and gave him the phone: "Your friend called."

Wade: "Did he tell me to pay back the money?"

Vanessa rolled her eyes: "No."

Wade just took the phone with Xiao Zuo, and before he could speak, he heard a familiar deep English accent: "I'll find someone to help you out with the people outside, hurry up and go to this address. Be careful not to be stared at again. , I can't save your wife every time."

Wade was stunned: "I don't really need you... uh"

The phone has rang with a blind tone to hang up.

Vanessa looked at him: "What? Is there a problem?"

Wade didn't care: "Come on, we can leave."

Vanessa: "Are those people still out there?"

Wade: "Hey, my friend got them."

Having said that, the guy propped himself up to the door, picked up two pistols and magazines, held them in his hands, and then opened the door.

He stuck his head out and looked left and right, and he came out with a face full of surprise: "Is it really solved? Could it be... that guy has a crush on me, so he is watching my every move? Well, wait, is it Fanny? Sarah..."

Vanessa also came out from behind him: "What?"

Wade: "It's alright, let's go. Well, I seem to have been shot in the buttocks, you support me."

Vanessa looked disgusted, but she still helped him downstairs quickly.

She didn't know, someone was muttering in her heart: Maybe that guy V is still plotting against Vanessa? Otherwise, why did you mention to save her again just now? And the last time he actually knew I wanted to watch the shower in the bathroom, this is definitely a voyeur, right?

No, no, just in case the V sound hits the West, I want to use Vanessa to arouse my jealousy and make me fall in love with him! Yes, it must be so. Wade was thinking like this, and was helped by Vanessa and left the apartment building.