"Bang!"
"Clang!"
"Smack!"
"..."
The lower floor residents took the lead by throwing their weapons into the corner, followed closely by Gao Dazhuang and his group.
Liu Dahong glanced at the dark muzzle in Jiang Yan's hand and devised a plan, also throwing his steel crowbar with a "bang."
Once he gave up resistance, others quickly followed suit.
Seeing this, Sun Jingtao swiftly bent down to pick up the assorted weapons in the corner, taking them all to the door of apartment 3201.
With a gun in her hand, Jiang Yan already had an imposing presence, as if one man could hold the pass against ten thousand.
Now that Sun Jingtao had confiscated these weapons, any future thoughts of resistance were completely cut off.
However, many of the weapons were stained with fresh blood, the smell of which was not only strong but also quite shocking to see.