"They plan to throw grenades in," Lao Hei reminded.

Chen Zhao's heart moved: "Bier, they want to throw grenades, let's hide from the room."

"How did you know?"

"Nonsense, I haven't moved for so long, either I just don't have bullets or I'm just holding my ultimate move."

Whether Biyer believed it or not, Chen Zhao picked up Yula and hid in the room.

If, as soon as the room door is closed, a rumbling explosion will be heard outside.

Bier looked at Chen Zhao and thought to himself, what exactly does the boss's eldest son do?

Is it because he is so sensitive to the battlefield situation?

The mercenaries entered the living room again, but to their disappointment, a few grenades were thrown in and it was completely useless, and they actually hid in the room again.

At this moment, they all learned their lessons and hid behind the cover, absolutely not close to the door, or where they could be shot at the angle of the door.

"Who has the grenade?"

"Head, I'm gone."

"I'm gone, either."

"I only have one left."

"Is this one the only one?" asked the leader of the mercenary corps.

“We didn’t bring too much.”

"Breaking the door open and then strafuse inward." said the leader of the mercenary regiment.

The mercenary picked up the grenade and was about to throw it over when suddenly a gunshot sounded in the room.

Then the mercenary was beaten into a hornet's nest without any warning, and the grenade in his hand fell to the ground.

"Not good... retreat quickly!"

boom--

After a loud bang, a mercenary who had not retreated in time was engulfed by the explosion flames on the spot.

"Damn it, so many of us can't take three people, and one of them is injured, and the other target has no combat power at all." The leader of the mercenary troupe roared gritting his teeth.

"Boss, you can't rush in anymore. What should people inside have to know the situation outside of us? Otherwise, they wouldn't have calculated so accurately every time."

"What should I do now?"

"We all put on our bulletproof vests, then rushed in together and shot into the room. We must not give them a chance to fight back again."

...

Lao Hei told Chen Zhao about the plan of mercenaries.

Chen Zhao thought about it, looked at the floor-to-ceiling window next to him, and went forward to try it.

It is very strong and cannot penetrate even with a heavy machine gun.

"It's useless. This is a six-layer 72-centimeter bulletproof alloy glass. It is impossible to break unless it is an armor-piercing bullet." Bier said: "And, this is the forty-eighth floor. Even if we break it, we will not focus outside when we go out."

Chen Zhao tried again, and it was indeed impossible to penetrate.

Even if he used his greatest strength, he could not penetrate it. Chen Zhao looked at the room and found that there was a lot of furniture in the room.

Chen Zhao immediately stepped forward, first blocking the entire bed on the door panel, and then a one-piece cabinet was removed directly from the wall and blocking it in front of the door.

In the entire room, all the things that could be used as baffles were moved to the door by Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao didn't let go of the TV hanging on the wall.

Then the whole person is pressed in front of the covers, so that they can ensure that those people cannot push the door in. As long as they cannot push the door in, they can only shoot at the door, which can consume their bullets.

The information obtained from Lao Hei and those people had few ammunition.

At this time, Lao Hei came to inform Chen Zhao again.

"They are here."

"Okay, I got it."

The mercenaries wanted to push open the door, but there was a lot of piles behind the door, and Chen Zhao was behind the piles.

Unless they drive a bulldozer, it is impossible for them to open the door.

At this time, the three people in the room could vaguely hear the sound outside, and one outside said, "Just shoot the door just to pieces!"

Dadadadadada—

Soon, the door was shot and smashed, but the mattress and the bed frame were relatively complete, and both of these things were very tough.

There was another burst of strafing, and the mattress was not shot, and the gunshot stopped.

"They have no bullets."

"Haha...no bullets!" Chen Zhao pulled open the door panel and shouted at the mercenaries outside: "You don't have bullets, right? I have bullets."

"Not good..." The mercenaries hurriedly searched for cover.

Dada dada--

Chen Zhao held up his automatic rifle and fired everywhere.

But no one shot, and now this performance is his true level.

"Haha... Come on, come on, weren't you crazy just now? Are you going to be a turtle now?" Chen Zhao was arrogant once.

"Come out, come out for me, come and kill me."

The mercenaries were filled with anger, but now they had no bullets, so they could only let Chen Zhao be arrogant and unrestrained.

"Mr. Chen... Stop shooting, keep bullets... Mr. Chen..." Bier reminded from behind.

Kakka—

Chen Zhao pulled the trigger: "Damn, there will be no bullets so soon..."

When Chen Zhao watched the movies, the gunfight movies in those movies almost didn’t run out of bullets.

It seems that everyone's gun has unlimited bullets. Why did he have no bullets after only one minute of shooting?

"Sheit." Chen Zhao was so angry that he smashed the automatic rifle to the ground.

At this time, the mercenaries walked out from behind the cover again. The leader of the mercenary group looked at Chen Zhao with a ferocious face: "It seems that you have no bullets anymore."

Bier was speechless, and he saw Chen Zhao's performance like God before.

As a result, Chen Zhao was so proud that he had just gained the upper hand.

They directly ruined their advantages. Now they have fewer people, while there are many mercenaries on the side.

Biyer gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Chen, you can fight, are you?"

"Uh... I'll do it a little."

"How many can you kill?" Biyer asked.

"have no idea."

The leader of the mercenary group looked at Chen Zhao, Bier and Yula: "Do you want to fight hand in hand? Come on, let's compete with you one by one, don't say I'm bullying you."

"Despicable... so many of you." Yura shouted angrily.

"Or we should think this is a misunderstanding?" Chen Zhao said shamelessly: "What if I think nothing has happened?"

"Haha... do you think it's possible?" The leader of the Mercenary Group looked at Chen Zhao with a sneer.

Biyer endured the pain in his shoulder: "Mr. Chen, do you know how to fight? Or let me do it."

"No, no, I really know how to fight." Chen Zhao said: "You and Yula just watch from the side."

"Head, let me do it." A super man came out.

At this moment, the electricity came and the lights in the living room started to light up.

The interior was in a mess, Chen Zhao glanced around: "You don't have much time anymore. Are you sure you still waste time here?"

"Kill all of you, we still have enough time to retreat."

"Biyer, cover Yula's eyes." Chen Zhao said with a smile.
Chapter completed!