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Boss, help me!

Guns!

The shot was definitely not one of the guns they had on the Salvation Army side, because during this time, the bullets were running low, and by the end, the entire Salvation Army was down to his last two magazines of ammunition.

Why are there gunshots? It must be someone else!

At this thought, the Salvation Army boss got up and strode across the sofa to the desk, drawing the drawers open.

In this drawer, there is a handgun and two magazines.

Saviors put the magazine directly on the pistol and put the safety on.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

The Saviors immediately pointed his pistol at the door and said nothing.

From behind the door came a familiar voice: "Boss, I just heard gunshots, there may be outsiders!"

The Salvation Army boss was relieved to hear this familiar voice. "Come in," he said.

The gentle man entered with a look of doubt on his face.

"Go, ring the alarm bell and get everyone round." "Said the Saviors.

"Yes, I'll go!" The gentle man then ran straight out of the room.

Before he could get out, he heard another shot in the other direction.

Bang, bang, bang!

This side is Li Tie and his men, attacking from the side.

As soon as the shooting stopped, there was another shot on the right.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Salvation Army chief, with a sigh, said to the gentle man who was about to run out: "Don't go. Forget it, it's no use."

It was clear to him that the sound of the gunfire was so dense, coming from different directions, that there was not only one person, but even more than 10 people, and if we just heard the gunfire, it was already more than 10 people.

On the Saviors' side, only a small pistol.

Even though there are over 200 of them.

But how can we resist under such absolute force, especially when these people have been starving for so many days? Everyone is on the verge of collapse!

Since we can't resist, we must escape as soon as possible! It doesn't matter why these people are here. The first order of business is to get out of here.

Salvation Army boss thought:

If they were able to find this place, they must have some knowledge of the Salvation Army.

Today, some people were sent there, but they have not returned yet, and when this group of people came, it is uncertain, and all the people who went ahead have met them.

Damn it! I hit the stubble!

Could it be the army? The Saviors thought.

No way. The army doesn't just attack and shoot at us for no reason.

But how can ordinary people have so many guns?

What the hell is going on? The Saviors are standing there in a trance.

"Boss, what do we do now?" Standing opposite him, looking at the old boss's expression for a moment of doubt, a moment of certainty, he could not help but speak.

The Saviour boss suddenly looked up when he heard the gentle man speak.

Yeah, whoever he is, he's definitely looking for trouble right now.

Run away!

"You, come with me!" The Saviors took one look at his loyal subordinate, and although he was a man who trusted no one, the dog was obedient.

Saviour boss, on the wall behind his desk, pull one of the paintings on it straight away, and there's a little hole in it, and there's a button in it.

The eldest slapped him down and then took a few steps backward.

I saw this wall, and the middle began to slowly separate, and a corridor of about 2 meters appeared in the middle.

In the hallway, you can see that it is filled with all kinds of things.

Food! Cigarettes and wine! Medicine! Gold!

Seeing this, the gentle man's eyes widened.

"This, this, this, this, too much? ! I thought we were out of supplies? ." The gentle man seemed to be aware of something and stopped talking.

Say no more. He knows exactly how much the boss kills.

The Saviour boss gave the man a deep look and said, "Go in and take as much as you can, here."

The eldest threw a big backpack over: "Use this bag!"

The man hesitated and said, "Boss, this is yours. How dare I. This, this and this"

The Saviors said impatiently, "Hurry up and pack!"

I felt that my tone was not good, so I patiently said: "I value you the most, I have always valued you the most, so I keep you around." You know, you've done a lot of wrong things, and I forgive you.

In the future, what I have, you have. Don't worry about it, big brother take you!

Now, you see, the enemy is coming, and I'm going to run away with you. Hurry."

These words, the gentle man moved some want to cry, he never expected, the boss so valued him.

Inner excitement, like a chicken blood, ran inside, and then filled with some food, medicine.

The Salvation Army boss also took a bag and filled it with his collection of compressed cookies. After thinking about it, he filled it with a carton of cigarettes.

Back, no longer loaded anything, he is very clear, to run, you have to go light, now greedy, will run away will carry more weight.

Right now, getting out of here and staying alive is all that matters.

In the future, as long as he lives, he will certainly be able to come again.

Compared with the Sven man's huge backpack, the Salvation Army boss's backpack looks a little small.

'Go! Salvation Army boss, hearing another shot around, said directly.

"Where are we going?" "Asked the gentle man.

The Saviour leader looked back at him and said, "Just follow me." Follow up. Do you hear me?"

Gentle man heart warm flow over, the boss are at this time, but also worried that he can not keep up, it seems to be really valued him, others did not take away, take him to escape.

"Uh-huh! Sven male imagined a series of ideas and nodded vigorously.

The Saviour boss came down from the third floor and listened for a moment behind the first-floor door.

Tramp, tramp, tramp!

There was a sound of footsteps, and then a loud cry: "Boss, someone is coming for trouble!" Help!"

The Saviors heard this cry, and his heart went out!

You can catch a thief before you catch a king. The enemy is looking for trouble.

In any case, as the boss, he must face the greatest enemy fire.

Doesn't this idiot just yell and draw the enemy here?

What the fuck am I supposed to do? Got into a fight with a little pistol?

Resisting the urge to put a bullet in the man's head, he spat.

He patted the gentle man behind him and said, "Go out the back door."

Gentle man also understand the boss at this time of the mood, to escape, the most afraid of being found.

Now that idiot out there, just yelling like that, he's gonna get the enemy over here.

Now, it's harder for them to escape!