My Strength Does Not Allow Me to Low-key

His teammates across from him immediately stopped shooting.

Then he made a movement to change the magazine, and with a karaoke sound, the magazine was withdrawn.

Then a figure quickly appeared from upstairs and was about to shoot at them.

But Johnson and the others who were stuck were waiting for this opportunity. The three of them raised their guns and shot almost at the same time.

‘Papa papa…’

Everyone fired more than a dozen shots at once. It can be said that the shots hit the target.

Seeing all the bullets hitting the guy at the top of the stairs.

Then the guy fell down the stairs.

Everyone thought this guy was dead, so everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They all started to change the magazines, but at this stall, suddenly there was a black figure, half of its body leaning out from upstairs.

What's even more terrifying this time is that this guy is holding a submachine gun.

Just sweep across a few people.

The two team members behind Johnson were swept to the ground on the spot.

Johnson may not be considered big, but this time he showed the advantage of his physical strength.

This guy unexpectedly got smart, broke the window behind him, and jumped out from the window.

Frank was left alone in the living room, messy in the wind.

Fortunately, he had participated in actual combat after all, and he quickly came to his senses.

A lazy ass rolled and rolled into the living room, out of the opponent's range.

Then he ran back in a hurry and escaped from John's house at a trot.

When running, don't forget to fire two shots behind you to block the enemy's pursuit.

Finally, he escaped from John's house in one breath. At this moment, a guy carrying an AK came out of the next door.

Yell at them, “Hands up!”

"FBL is handling the case, please be careful!"

Frank had an idea and yelled at the other party, this is Texas with strong folk customs.

Sure enough, when the bearded man heard that they were FBL, he was startled, and then aimed a shuttle behind him.

He immediately blocked the guy who had just chased him down the stairs.

"Quick, call the police, don't fight them."

Frank escaped, and Johnson, who jumped out of the window to escape, also came back from behind.

"You stay here and I'll get the guy from the car."

Johnson said to Frank angrily, obviously he had killed several brothers, so he naturally couldn't let it go.

Frank shouted to the bearded neighbor to call the police.

Although the folk customs of Texas are strong, he does not think that these ordinary citizens can stop professional killers.

The old man was also stunned for a moment, and then his face became full of pride.

"What? Looking down on me? I was the 82nd Ranger back then..."

Before he could finish his words, suddenly there was a gunshot from behind, and then Frank saw a big hole in this guy's head.

"The 82nd Ranger idiot..."

Frank cursed in a low voice, stretched out his hand and pulled the AK on him.

After checking, luckily there was still half a magazine of bullets inside.

With this big guy in hand, he finally had the courage to fight the enemy's submachine gun.

At this time, Johnson also ran back from the car.

Good guy, this guy tied himself up like a Rambo.

He was wearing a body armor, and the vest was full of grenades and magazines.

Holding an M4 in his hand, he threw a body armor to Frank: "Put it on."

After saying that, the guy got up and rushed to the door, then threw a flash bomb in with a wave of his hand.

Not to mention, this guy does have more actual combat experience than Frank.

Especially this kind of close combat indoors!

After throwing one, he threw another one, and then he entered the house.

But this time the house was quiet, and no one was shooting at them.

The two of them crossed to cover and reached the stairs. The enemy they had just killed at the stairs had disappeared.

Frank was about to go up to the second floor, but Johnson stopped him.

Then he threw a grenade at him.

After a "boom", the two of them rushed upstairs while covering each other.

But what surprised them both was that there was no one upstairs.

The enemy unexpectedly withdrew at some point. After a brief search, the two finally discovered the enemy's retreat route.

It turned out that they escaped through the window at the back of the second floor, and a rope could be seen from somewhere.

The two rushed to the window, just in time to see a gray Saab in the distance roaring out.

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"FUK!"

Johnson hammered the window sill hard, and John entered John's bedroom at this time.

The two gunmen just searched here. He wanted to know what the two gunmen found here.

The room looked messy, but no one touched the financial matters.

But not a single piece of electronic equipment was left behind.

Even the desktop computer and hard drive in John's study had been removed.

Seeing this scene, Frank's heart skipped a beat.

At this time, police sirens sounded in the distance.

"What should we do? Let's retreat first!"

Johnson said to Frank, who nodded.

"You go ahead and take away your body, I'll take care of it here..."

Johnson nodded and went downstairs, while Frank found a box of lighter fluid from his backpack.

He sprinkled the fire-prone parts of the room and then dropped a lighter before the police arrived.

"You are really cruel!"

Johnson had already driven the car to the back door of John's house and looked at John's house showing billowing smoke.

He glanced at Frank who opened the door and got into the car and said. Frank ignored him and looked at the trunk of the car.

The bodies of the three brothers who had come with them lay there.

"In our line of work, there's nothing we can do about it. There are some things that the fewer people know about, the better."

"You should think of a way to deal with them first!"

Speaking of this, Johnson's mood instantly dropped.

They were all good brothers who lived and died together. Three people died in one afternoon. He felt very sad.

"Who is the other party?"

He couldn't help but ask Frank, and Frank turned to look at him.

"Don't you remember where you went on missions before?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Johnson fell into silence for a moment.

Yes, he just came back from South America a week ago.

Including his boss John, and the good brothers behind him, all participated in the raid on Paradise Island.

It can be said that it was a failed raid and everyone suffered heavy losses.

But they never expected that their enemies would come to their door so quickly!

He has been in this business for more than ten years, and he has never heard of it. Who would dare to trouble them at the door of their hometown?

This made him a little scared and full of anger!

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