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    The first floor of the main house, the room in the back.

    Stan Lee and William Christopher walked into the room one after the other, with revolvers on their waists and wide-brimmed cowboy hats on their heads, just like old cowboys in western movies.

    As elderly people in their 70s, this kind of fierce gun battle is no longer suitable for them to participate in. Whether it is physical strength, agility, or reaction, they cannot keep up with the combat requirements, and will only add to the chaos.

    This attire is more to show the confidence in the final battle.

    Perhaps when the gangsters rushed in, they could draw their guns and shoot each other, showing the bloody resistance of the old Texas cowboy to the death.

    William Alex followed behind with a long gun in his arms. The sound of gunfire in front of the house had eased. There were more than a dozen bodyguards and snipers Canberly pinned down the enemy inside and out. It was difficult for these gangsters to attack.

    A few minutes ago, William Alex killed and wounded a gangster with a long gun in his hand. The excitement on his face had not completely faded, and he looked very arrogant.

    According to the "non-concession principle" and "castle principle" stipulated in American law, citizens have no obligation to retreat in their own homes, and they can resort to violent resistance in order to protect their lives and property.

    Facing the threat of intrusion into one's homeland, one justifiably uses force in self-defense, and is not subject to legal prosecution or prosecution.

    Therefore, being a thief in the United States is a very dangerous profession. If you trespass on other people's homes without authorization, you may be shot dead on the spot, and you don't need to bear any responsibility.

    In comparison, robbery on the street is less dangerous and less technical, and it has become the favorite of many wandering in the streets, cash-strapped old blacks.

    Stan Lee couldn't help complaining; "Listening to these crappy accents, I knew they were all members of the bloody little gangsters. I think they came for the boss king. It seems that your huge wealth is really impressive.  Fascinated, the charm is very great, and I will not hesitate to go to the ocean to rob you."

    "Hehe, actually I'm also tempted. I really want to snatch such a big fat sheep." William Christopher smiled maliciously, his gray beard trembled, like an old gangster in the desert.

    "Bingo, we want to go together, hahaha"

    William Christopher and Stan Lee were comrades-in-arms of the U.S. Army during World War II. They experienced the flames of war in Europe. The eldest son William Alex was on the battlefield during the Vietnam War, and he is no stranger to the hail of bullets.

    In the decades after World War II, the U.S. military has participated in almost all kinds of wars in the world, large and small, and there has not been a year without fighting.

    As long as you have been a soldier in the U.S. military, there are very few people who have not experienced the training of war during their service.

    Major Harrison is one of the old fritters. He has experienced the Vietnam War, the invasion of Grenada, Libya, Iran, Panama, etc. dozens of military operations, and he can be called a war veteran.

    He looked warily at the two veterans who walked into the room, and stared at William Alex at the door from the corner of his eye; "Come on, this kind of joke is not funny, the gangsters outside are not incapable of putting all their eggs in one basket, or  Think carefully about how to get through this difficulty?"

    "It's very simple, kill them all." William Alex replied lazily, leaning against the door frame.

    "Wow! There used to be a Texas hero here, the enemy is outside, and now you can prove that you are not bragging."

    "Big bald head, don't try to provoke me. Your Ranger service experience is useless in front of me. At least I don't need to be a bodyguard to make money." William Alex sneered coldly.

    "Hey, it turned out that the first team (nicknamed Big Red First Division) was beaten badly enough by Vietnamese monkeys in the Vietnamese jungle, no wonder you have the confidence to brag here, come on, buddy, we all know how you escaped by crawling and crawling  .¡±

    Harrison's sharp and mean mouth was never forgiving, and he made William Alex angry with embarrassment, tightly clutching the rifle in his hand.

    "Be careful with your gun, buddy, don't let it go, you can't afford the consequences."

    After Harrison finished speaking, Captain Nobita, Crazy and Tom in the room put their hands on their guns silently, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze.

    At such a dangerous moment, no one dares to entrust his safety to a stranger, even if he is the owner of the ranch.

    After all, money touches people's hearts, and the boss king is like a walking treasure. In this moment of bullets and bullets, people's hearts are impetuous, so it is difficult to guarantee that others will not have any crooked thoughts?

    Hundreds of millions of wealth are at your fingertips, and few people can stand such a huge temptation and stick to their hearts.

    At this moment, there were rumbling continuous explosions outside the house.

    ??Loss of resistance.

    At this moment, five black shadows came in through the window, and before they had time to shoot at the defending bodyguards, two heavily armed warriors rushed down from the second floor, their rifles and pistols in their hands violently strafed, and the flames of the guns sprayed  bullet rain.

    With the help of Captain Nobita's portable bulletproof steel plate, Wang Yaocheng fired violently with his guns in both hands, and the crisp "crack bang bang" gunshot of the m4 carbine knocked down the three gangsters who were close at hand.

    Captain Nobita's pistol was fired at the other two gangsters. The dense bullets shuttled through the narrow space and hit the portable bulletproof steel plate with a dense muffled sound.

    Wang Yaocheng fired 30 rounds of bullets from a magazine in the shortest time, cutting the three gangsters into sieves, with blood holes everywhere.

    He quickly changed the magazine with one hand, shifted the pointing of the gun quickly, and fired fiercely at the last two gangsters without stopping, covering the two gangsters in a rain of bullets and dancing wildly.  In an instant, 30 bullets were poured out.

    Until he heard the crisp "click" sound of the empty gun hanging up, Wang Yaocheng released the tightly held trigger, pulled out the empty magazine with one hand, and replaced it with a full magazine.

    The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, mixed with thick gunpowder smoke and dust, making the living room on the first floor a mess.

    Half of the people surrounded the thick wooden pillar, which was blown away by the flash shock bomb, and the solid wooden dining table became wreckage. The close combat in less than a minute seemed to be as tragic as a bloody slaughterhouse.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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