"This is the rhythm of preparing to silence." Ke Huanye shook his head, picked up a handful of AK4 from the table, tried the weight, and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's the rhythm of silence." Jing Ran repeated, holding the two guns in his hand and slowly moving towards the door.

Ke Huanye stood up, blew the muzzle, and looked at the lamp above his head. With a bang, the lamp tube broke and the whole room fell into darkness.

at the same time.

"Bang!" A huge explosion sounded, the window was smashed, and a man had already rushed in, and a machine gun equipped with a silencer fired in the house.

With fierce collisions, the bullets shattered in the air, and the air seemed to be burning.

It was pitch black, and the people coming in did not dare to act rashly, so they could only shoot it randomly.

The night vision goggles still have some effect at night. Ke Huanye's flexible figure, like a cheetah, had walked to the man in a blink of an eye, and the muzzle had pointed at his heart.

With a muffled sound, a tall figure fell to the ground with a sound of touching, without a single sound.

Zuo Yihan played with the thin demon blade in his hand and licked the blade bloodily. The extremely beautiful colors reflected from the fierce sparks.

The god of death, Zuo Yihan at this moment, was like the god of death who had just crawled out of hell, with white bones under his feet. In his eyes, everyone was a corpse, or was about to become a corpse.

Jing Ran turned around and pulled Ke Huanye back into his arms. A figure quietly came from behind him. Before he could take action, he had already hit the ground with a slight red mark on his forehead.

Ke Huanye looked at the scene in front of him and was a little shocked. Jing Ran was no longer the Jing Ran he used to be. Facing the enemy, he was the boss of the Young Master Gang. Such methods were much more than him.

"Shh!" Jing Ran put his finger on her lips, signaling her to silence, and turned over again. About one meter in front of her, there was a crisp sound, and the man's neck tilted and fell straight forward.

The knife in Zuo Yihan's hand dripped through the darkness again and again, and his figures were lying down in a blink of an eye.

The silent killing, they didn't make a sound, and the other party didn't make a sound. Even death was so weird. After a muffled groan, they could never hear anything else.

Ten people, within five minutes, were all dealt with quietly. Zuo Yihan looked at the corpse on the ground with gloomy eyes, raised the demon sword in his hand, and wiped away the blood from the knife.

"Little Yezi." Jing Ran had already floated to her in a blink of an eye, stopped beside her, tilted her head slightly, blinked her pair of electric eyes and smiled at her.

"Perfect solution, Xiao Ranzi, where will we go next?" Ke Huanye knew that he couldn't stay here at this moment, and he must be in a mess. Besides, the corpses all over the ground, if she saw them, she would definitely not dare to live there in the future, so she would still have to find someone to clean up first.

"Old place." Jing Ran had already touched a flashlight on the sofa in his hand. The strong light hit Zuo Yihan and smiled and said, "Xiao Zuozi, I've handed these things to you, thank you."

Zuo Yihan's eyes turned cold, and his sharp eyes shot at Ke Huanye at the speed of Lingchi, Xiao Zuozi, who is Xiao Zuozi? Can this woman not be so natural to call people!

"Don't look at me like this, I'm embarrassed. I'll leave these things to you. Clean them up. There will be no more entries after you finish the scatter. You two will get out of here and go out of here. Don't treat my house as a battlefield." Ke Huanye completely ignored Zuo Yihan's gaze that was about to kill and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!