Just as Qi Tianlin's face changed drastically, and he was about to rise from the window more than ten meters away, the wall behind Bren, which was inlaid with fine wood grains into panels, suddenly bounced open, and several rifles stretched out!

The dark muzzle pointed at Qi Tianlin in the bright but soft light. The laser sight with the muzzle coaxial pulls out thin red lines and locks it on Qi Tianlin's chest!

Bren sat behind the desk slowly, looked at the boy jumping off the sofa, and turned to Qi Tianlin indifferently: "Facing with a master like you, I can't be unprepared to you to attack me, the key is that you really dare to come alone, is the CIA really a McDonald's restaurant?"

Qi Tianlin was so angry that he seemed to be trembling, and he couldn't speak: "You! You are targeting my family! You... have crossed the line!"

Bren looked at his full control: "To you, those four wives are not only family members, but your political consultant, financial consultant, media consultant and military consultant, oh, there is also a secretary. Can it be considered a bridge for your American political resources? I am curious why you no longer have some wives with Russia, the Middle East, Japan and other countries, so your political, economic and military alliance will be more stable?"

Qi Tianlin's voice was low and full of anger: "I'll say it again... that's my family! My relatives! Brun, you've crossed the line... The disaster is not as good as your family. You burned the war to a place where it shouldn't be burning!"

Bren spread his hands: "Whatever you are... I don't have family, everything I have dedicated to America!"

Qi Tianlin was more like a voice squeezed out of his throat, and he was a little hoarse: "This is what you call patriotism?! Indulge extreme right-wing elements to shoot and kill civilians in Washington, inspire national forces to carry out military control? A constitutional amendment movement that suppresses democracy?!"

Bren laughed out loud: "Okay! Paul, don't act like a trick. I know this kid is holding a camera. When have you ever believed in democracy? You have been playing these tricks all day long, so don't pretend to me. I will tell you clearly that it was the President who allowed this behavior. It took us three years to silently mobilize within the army to form a completely mobilized team. Now that the army has officially intervened in the domestic riots, the United States can finally return to the right track! Aren't it?"

Qi Tianlin spread his hands and there was a red dot aimed at the back of each hand. Obviously, if he had any abnormal movement, the bullet would penetrate his body. So he looked down at his hands, chest, and red dots aimed at the head, and sneered mockingly: "A small army hopes to drive the entire US military to intervene in US domestic politics? Are you free to participate in the establishment of the Joint Conference and the four major military branches?"

No country is extremely afraid of military personnel's interference in politics. The United States has never been worried about this problem because they absolutely work together in preventing military personnel from participating in politics.

But I didn't expect someone to start making arrangements early. Bren was very proud: "As a coup expert, tell me what is the most important thing?" It was obviously a self-question: "Time! Grasp the most critical issue at the exact time. As long as the army has been put into quelling the chaos, the president announced that such a situation is under the control of the army. If the Joint Conference does not obey the president's orders, it is disobeying! The United States will fall into a civil war. Who do you think dares to take this risk?! Who dares! It is necessary to launch this riot in Washington. Some civilians must be sacrificed and killed! Only the people who have no choice but to awaken the people's sense of crisis about the future of the United States, forget those bullshit democracy and constitutional amendments. Only dead people and blood can warn everyone that only a unified United States is the most powerful, and the United States must not be divided!"

Qi Tianlin looked at Bren, who was waving his arms in front of him, and felt that what he wanted to inquire was almost the same. He slowly spread his hands and raised them, preparing to wave the sword at the right time. The red dot naturally slowly rose up, but he did not expect the child to suddenly pounce on him!

It was like a fierce little wild cat, shouting in an unintentional tone. Perhaps it was Bren's words that had to die some civilians, and finally the seven or eight-year-old child understood what he had learned and why his mother died. He was full of tears and anger. He rushed towards the desk in his hand. The sports camera in his hand was regarded as his first weapon and smashed it directly!

It should be said that Qi Tianlin really took it upon himself. After putting down the body of his mother, he did not approach Bren and questioned him. He insisted on standing far away in front of the window. He also asked Bren to open the window. The room that was originally dark, even the gunmen behind the wall panels were not so convenient. Now they have become targets!

But the child who was lying down from the sofa was very close to the desk, and he and Qi Tianlin were not in the same direction. The guns could not seem to turn to him at the first time. Of course, they didn't turn around. What can a child do?

But adults obviously underestimated the power of anger. The child ran towards the desk, smashed the camera off his hand, and reached out to grab anything he could catch on the desk. He was just a little taller than the table, so he let the desk lamp he caught in his hand! Folder! Pen holder! Small flag stand and other things that could be grabbed at Bren!

An ink bottle hit the chest of the CIA Director. Moreover, the high-end offices are filled with old walnut ink bottle boxes from the 19th century, with a quill pen inserted, and the decorative effect is greater than the actual purpose. Now even if Bren suddenly jumps away, he still throws all the ink all over, and he is indescribable!

The old fox cursed, but the folders were still smashed one after another, flying all over the sky without asking!

Right, flying around...

His eyes looked at all this coldly, and at the same time he looked down at Qi Tianlin on his chest. For a moment, the red dots on his body disappeared!

I don’t know if the files in the sky blocked the aiming point or the gun was removed to look for the child, but for Qi Tianlin, that was the signal of activation!

Maybe it was like Qi Tianlin who pretended to use infrared aiming points to scare people, or maybe it was Bren who asked the gunmen around him to only use the aiming points to show their shooting direction to make him feel at ease. In short, the red dot at this moment became the signal that Qi Tianlin started!

He raised his spread out hands almost flat and waved forward suddenly. The gunman on the opposite side might not be so sensitive due to angle problems. For a moment, Qi Tianlin felt that his whole body was light and comfortable from head to toe. His toes were tiptoed on the carpet, and he turned down toward the conference table five or six meters away. His right hand had already pulled out the p226 from his lower back!

The rifle with a muffler was still shooting, making a loud impact on the carpet. In fact, in such a confined space, the sound of the firing needle hitting the bullet was as loud as it was. A series of bullets followed Qi Tianlin's roll and rushed over to sweep a large number of bullet holes on the desk of the carved log wood!

Wood chips fly everywhere!

There was no loud gunfire, and the child did not seem to be scared. The folders in his hand were still smashing, and even Bren's laptop was grabbed by him, but the huge desk blocked most of his body, making it inconvenient for the gunman hiding behind the partition wall to shoot. What's more, Bren wanted to go around and catch the child at this time.

Qi Tianlin had already rushed behind the long desk. This place was not a cover that could avoid bullets, but the large size made the gunman not very clear about his position, so he could only shoot at the desk and chair without any questions!

The light and rapid gunfire did not stop. It only took a moment. Qi Tianlin had simply judged that these guns were all MP5 submachine guns equipped with 15 or 30 round magazines. As for which specific model it was, it was not his concern. It was like a craftsman who was used to listening to the sound of cotton-puffing. He subconsciously attacked when the other party was about twenty shots when he heard the sound of bullet shooting!

In fact, if you hold the trigger and shoot, a magazine will be cleared in just a few seconds!

Qi Tianlin quickly pushed away the hammer with his thumb. He held the pistol that had been loaded and rebounded tightly in his hand, but turned back and leaned out from the direction he had just rushed in, holding it with both hands and shooting quickly!

Fighting in a room is the only place where the pistol may be stronger than the rifle. Because the pistol is small in size and has extremely strong switching direction capabilities, it also requires higher gun control capabilities for shooters.

Obviously, Qi Tianlin didn't have to consider his control ability. He half-kneeled on the ground and only showed half of his body from the desk. His triangular shooting with his hands was the most reasonable and elastic. Each vague wall frame was three shots on the left, center and right!

More than ten bullets were shot out in a row almost as the fingers trembled!

The left hand has pulled out the spare magazine at his waist. No matter how many bullets there are in the gun, the right thumb presses the magazine buckle, the left palm edge is close to the right wrist, and the blind movement is based on the perception between the hands. As soon as the empty magazine is dropped, the new magazine is stuffed in. There is still a bullet in the barrel of the gun, which is just firing. After the bolt rotates, it pushes the new bullet again, seamlessly connects!

At an unexpected angle, unexpectedly rapid, a gunman must have been hit. However, Qi Tianlin, regardless of whether the other party really had a bulletproof vest or mask, had already jumped out and jumped onto the table. However, another flipped his shoulder and landed on the ground, jumped off the table, and rolled on the ground. With the powerful inertia of the rapid impact, when he turned over, he had already rushed to the desk with a big step!

This is the combat power!

Between the square inch, you can expand your range of movement as much as possible, and move your opponent's muzzle involuntarily follow his movements. Grab the gap between the opponent's sudden shooting and then replace the magazine, making the opponent busy and less at his own pace, and even unable to grasp his own trajectory to grab the target and shoot in advance.

He had already grabbed another pistol magazine in his left hand, but now he was clenched into a fist and hit Bren hard in the face. One punch almost killed the old fox in his sixties!

But he didn't bounce his body away, and he even slammed and pulled it. The cold muzzle was already pressing against Bren's forehead!

Push it onto the desk: "Put down your gun!"
Chapter completed!