Chapter 31

The first Mafia, unprepared, received a wave of bullets from the front and lay down several times as soon as they saw each other.

The rest of them squatted down and hid behind the handrails of the stairs. The gorgeous and strong marble railings blocked some bullets for them.

However, from time to time, some people were hit by bullets shot into the gap, and the Mafia were completely suppressed there, unable to raise their heads for a while, unable to fight back.

But soon, wave after wave of Mafia ran down the second floor and attacked Chen Mo and them under the cover of stairs.

Although Howard's men kept killing the reckless enemies, there were more and more gunmen gathered on the stairs. They hid behind their covers and fought fiercely with the Mafia on the opposite side.

Xu Shida rises up. Howard, who is afraid of death, moves out from behind Chen Mo, stands in the field and shoots at the stairs. His eyes flash with excitement.

Everyone hid behind the shelter and shot. Howard suddenly came out and attracted the attention of several Mafia. A strong man with a Double Barrel Shotgun saw this and immediately moved the muzzle to point at Howard.

"Bang!" With a sound, there was a flash of fire in the muzzle of the gun. A dozen lead bullets loaded in the No. 20 hunting bullet were scattered into a small piece, and they were hitting Howard's chest and abdomen. The huge impact force directly lifted him out.

Howard, who fell to the ground, grinned. The moment when he was hit by the shotgun, he felt as if he had been hit by more than ten punches at the same time, which made his bones ache.

Too late to lament the powerful defense of bullet proof armor, Howard rolled several times in a row and hid behind a pile of sofas, strong and heavy solid wood enough to withstand the attack of these small caliber bullets.

The strong man who hit Howard just now stared at Howard as if he was a stranger. He doubted whether he had filled in the wrong rubber bullet just now. Before he could raise his gun again, a bullet from the corner shot his head.

There are more and more gunmen rushing down the second floor, and people in the martial arts school are gradually suppressed. They can only hide behind the corner, pillars and other shelters, and lean out their heads to fight back when the firepower becomes weak.

In fact, with Chen Mo's strength, a person can quickly kill all these gunmen, but he hides in the corner of the hall and rarely shoots.

Most of Chen Mo's attention is focused on Albert. When they stick their heads out from behind the shelter and are exposed to the fire from the opposite side, Chen Mo will pay close attention to the point of the other side's muzzle. When their heads are aimed, Chen Mo's bullets will take the first step and directly kill the threatening gunman.

As for Howard's shot? As long as it's not attacking the head, Chen Mo doesn't care about the non lethal attack.

He is not in a hurry to end the battle. It is rare for martial arts school people to have a chance to participate in the actual battle. Just take this opportunity to exercise them. The real gun battle is the fastest growing way.

There was Chen Mo's Secret care. Although several people were hit by the pressure on the opposite side, they were not in danger of life. Occasionally, a bullet hit them. It just felt like they were hit by someone, but the place where they were shot was not damaged.

But their shooting skills were not weak. Although they were suppressed by the dense bullets on the opposite side and the attack firepower weakened a lot, they were still killing the enemies upstairs. With the continuation of the fierce gunfight, the broad and gorgeous stairs were gradually filled with the bodies of the Mafia members who had been shot dead.

There are fewer and fewer people rushing down the stairs, but more and more people are killed. The Mafia gunmen face these fierce enemies, though they are not large in number, but they still have the advantage in number, but their momentum is gradually weakened.

In such a fierce gunfight, one side of himself was killed and wounded heavily, while the other side suffered no casualties. I felt that the number of companions around me was gradually reduced, and the rest of the people could not help but feel frightened, and the firepower was also weakened.

Huang Quan hid behind a huge marble column and quickly changed his cartridge clips. In the fierce fighting just now, he killed at least five enemies with his keen reaction and precise shooting.

After replacing the cartridge clips, Huang Quan keenly felt that the bullets on the marble post behind him were obviously sparse, and did not waste this opportunity. Huang Quan immediately flashed out, aiming at the enemies on the opposite stairs with both hands and guns, and quickly pulled the trigger.

The first catapult hit the marble handrail of the stairs, breaking the smooth and gorgeous marble into a gap.

A second bullet followed through the gap in the armrest and into the chest of a Mafia hiding behind.

Two guns killed an enemy, Huang Quan then a flash, once again hiding behind the marble column, a burst of dense bullets also followed, the stone column hit stone chips flying.

Han Qing, Wang Kun and Luo Zhen were not idle either. They also seized the opportunity of the enemy's firepower weakening and shot out one enemy after another.

However, old Albert's performance was a little eye-catching. He was hiding at the corner of the wall on one side of the hall, leaning against the wall with his back, holding a pistol in both hands on the ear side, and there was a cold murderous air on his elegant and calm face.

Taking advantage of the gap between the weakened firepower, he directly turned around and flashed back. His hands stretched forward with the rotation of his body. With sharp eyes, he firmly locked the enemy on the opposite stairs. Two pistols were fired almost at the same time. Under the impetus of the explosive gunpowder, the two bullets rushed out of the chamber in unison and shot towards the stairs at high speed.On the stairs, two Mafia members were standing in front of the handrail, carrying two Thompson submachinegun, pouring bullets down their faces.

"Poof! Poof Two bullets into the flesh sound, two people's chest each splash a blood flower, stuffy hum, can not afford to fall.

Albert's hands kept swinging, aiming and shooting, while his feet kept moving quickly to the marble column on one side.

Albert can be said to be the best shot except for Chen mo. the Mafia on the opposite side fell down one after another after two shots were fired. However, the counterattack of the other side hit him, but only made his body slightly stagnant.

When he hid behind the stone pillar again, the bullet in the gun just shot out.

The vigorous body and calm demeanor make Chen Mo, who has always been paying attention to the battlefield, nod in secret. He can't help but think of Harry, an old agent with superb skills and elegant gentleman in agent trump.

As for Howard, who was belligerent but afraid of death, he hid behind a pile of heavy solid wood sofas and shot at the top through the gap. The place he chose was rather tricky. It was difficult for the gunman on the opposite stairs to aim at him, so he kept hiding there and kept shooting excitedly. The number of enemies killed was no less than that of old Albert.

A Mafia gunman on the stairs noticed Howard hiding behind the sofa and quietly pointed his gun at him.

Howard, who thinks he's hiding well, is still shooting with a gun.