Penta Kill

As all the fighting experience synchronized with his mind and body, Jay opened his eyes and seems to have gone through a transformation. 

However, all of this is only known to him. 

The people around him didn't notice all of these changes. 

Right now, what they are more concerned about is the terrorists that are heading towards them. 

With worries filling up their minds, they can't think of any other things. 

Jay wants to calm them down but he didn't have the time to do that. 

At this time, the two armed terrorists are about to reach the bend on the stairs where they currently are.

Thus. Thud. Thud. 

Hearing the footsteps growing near, Jay held his breath and prepared his mind and body.

Then, as the sound of the two arrived at the bend, Jay suddenly got up and launched an attack. 

With his clenched fist, he threw a punch at the nearest person to him, targeting his chin. 

Whoosh!

Boom! 

Thanks to the proficiency brought by level 2 Fighting skill, the punch connected with the enemy's chin. 

The eyes of the terrorist went to the back of his head, falling unconscious from the blow. 

Hurriedly, Jay grabbed the rifle on the terrorist's hands before kicking him, making him fall down the stairs. 

A lot seems to have happened, but all of it only took Jay a few short seconds to perform. 

At this time, the other terrorist finally reacted. 

"Enemy!"

He yelled loudly as he raised the gun in his hands. 

However, how could Jay even allow for that to happen.

He used his knee to kick the mouth of the gun upwards.

Pak. 

Brrrrt!

The terrorist already pulled the trigger, causing bullets to fly out to the ceiling as flames went out of the gun. 

Fortunately, Jay was faster, or else, he would have been shot into a hive by those bullets. 

A drop of sweat came out of Jay's forehead and his back felt cold.

'Damn, I almost died!' he thought. 

However, Jay didn't have much time to leisurely think about random things. 

The next second, Jay kicked the terrorist in the head, causing him to fall down the stairs as well. 

From the fact that he didn't make any movement afterwards, Jay concluded that he's been knocked out as well. 

The commotion here has long since attracted the attention of the leader on the third floor. 

Fiercely, he shouted, "There's bastards here!"

"Kill them!"

He raised the gun, pointing it to Jay, and pulled the trigger. 

Brrrrt!

Bullets started raining heavily down on Jay.

Luckily, Jay already hid behind the bend again after he took down the second terrorist. 

Pang!

Bag!

Tang!

Bullets continued hitting the stairs. 

Holding a gun in his hands, Jay has a solemn expression. 

Suddenly, the sound of suppressed sobbings reached his ears. 

Turning his head to the side, Jay caught sight of the crying face of his sister, Jean, and Ley. 

With their hands on their mouths, they held their voices down to avoid worrying Jay. 

On the other hand, their mother and father hugged the two as if to comfort them despite their own worries. 

Seeing this situation, Jay can't help but feel mad.

'These damn terrorists!'

On the side of the terrorist, the two that went downstairs already came back to their leader. 

Seeing them, the leader stopped shooting and immediately ordered, "Get that bastard!"

"Yes, Boss!"

The two started heading up the stairs, slowly and full of caution. 

Their guns were raised, ready to shoot at any second. 

Feeling the movements on the stairs, Jay knitted his brows.

'This is dangerous… since they are already prepared this time, I can't launch a surprise attack like what I did with the previous two.'

Touching the gun on his hand, the cold metallic feeling from it somehow reached even Jay's heart. 

'Do I have to use this…?'

But the next second, Jay's eyes became more resolute.

'Why am I even hesitating. If I don't fight back, me and my family will be the ones who'll die!'

Thinking of that, Jay held the gun in his hand tightly and prepared to use it. 

At the same time, he looked at his family before he fixed his eyes to his father. 

"Dad, you guys move back and hide somewhere."

Hearing that, Jay's father frowned and seemed like he wanted to say something. 

But in the end, he just let out a depressed sigh before nodding.

Supporting the women, they retreated near the door and hid behind a pillar. 

After seeing that his family are safe, Jay took a deep breath. 

The next second, he stood up with the gun in his hand pointing down the stairs. 

Without hesitation, Jay pulled the trigger. 

Brrrt! 

"Ahhh!"

"Ugh!"

Brrrt!

The two climbing up the stairs were out in the open and were hit by Jay's reckless firing.

However, at this time, the leader of the group also has his gun pointed in their direction. 

And the next second, he pulled the trigger and fired at Jay. 

Brrrrt!

Jay's eyes flashed with light and he hurried jumped back to a cover. 

Unfortunately, he was still grazed by a bullet in his shoulder.

Puchi! 

"Hiss!"

Jay winced and he hurriedly pressed it with his hand.

He grimaced in pain but he gritted his teeth and endured it. 

At the same time, Jay's thoughts were running wildly. 

'Damn! It hurts so bad.'

He tried moving his arm where the wound was and he flinched. 

'Ack! I can't even move it now.'

'There's still a terrorist down there, I can't stop yet!'

With thoughts like that, Jay forgo the pain and gripped the gun in his hand once again. 

Waiting for the terrorist to stop shooting, Jay took that chance and peeked a little with the gun ready. 

After seeing that the man was reloading, Jay didn't hesitate any longer. 

He fired and bullets came out of the gun, flying towards the leader of the small group. 

Woosh! 

Poof!

The bullet directly hit the terrorist in the head, killing him on the spot.