Chapter Seven: Adventure
Out of the attic is the living room on the second floor. Xu Ming's body was tightly attached to the ground, holding his breath and listening to the movements on the second floor. The second floor was quiet, without any sound, until Xu Ming himself couldn't hold on anymore, still there was no movement.
Xu Ming let out a sigh of relief and explained that the attic was safe nearby.
He took a deep breath, rushed out of the attic in two big strides, and quickly fell to the ground. The sofa about twenty meters away from Xu Ming suddenly shook slightly, Xu Ming didn't hesitate at all, raised his right hand holding the gun, aiming at the half-empty space above the sofa.
Suddenly a orange-red color appeared in the aiming direction, Xu Ming subconsciously pulled the trigger.
"Hmph."
An assassin with a silencer sounds like he let out a little fart.
Splashing
The orange disappeared, and a heavy object fell behind the sofa.
Xu Ming took a deep breath, the living room was not big, almost only twenty or thirty square meters, smaller than the one downstairs. The living room had only a few pieces of furniture, and the only place to hide was behind the sofa.
Orange red... looks like a beauty...
Xu Ming remembered that among the group of young people, there was a very beautiful girl with a head of bright orange hair, and unexpectedly she was beheaded by himself.
Xu Ming carefully crawled over, and indeed it was that girl. The bullet had pierced through her brow, and fresh blood accompanied brain matter flowing all over the ground.
The girl gripped a revolver tightly in her hand, her two pale blue eyes staring fixedly at the ceiling.
Xu Ming let out a sigh, at this time facing the person he had killed with his own hands, he still had some uncontrollable trembling, and his stomach was still showing signs of turmoil. However, he could control his movements, which was much better.
He gently wiped the girl's eyelids with his hand, and the girl's eyes were closed. Then he silently drew a "ten" character beside the girl.
The caliber of the revolver's bullets was generally smaller and not suitable for assassins. Xu Ming still put the revolver in his pocket, with three rounds of ammunition in it, which would be a great help if he was lucky.
Xu Ming turned out the girl's pocket again, inside which was a makeup box and some banknotes.
It's almost the end of the world, and yet you still have the heart to dress up. A woman's heart is indeed a needle at the bottom of the ocean.
He glanced at the banknotes, most of which were in English, and there was a portrait. Xu Ming couldn't understand it and didn't recognize who the person in the picture was, but he could still recognize the Arabic numerals on top, mostly with the words "10" and "50". Suddenly, he found that the banknote actually had Chinese characters, which made him feel greatly surprised. Upon closer inspection, the small print on top read "Issued by the Huaxia People's Bank".
Good heavens! This joke has gone too far! The Chinese have already taken control of the currency in Great Britain, which clearly makes Great Britain a vassal state of China. And yet, as a true descendant of the Chinese people, I am treated this way in my own vassal state.
Damn it! Others can travel through time, and I can too! Even if I've fallen to this point, giving me an ID card would be good! At least I can pull the tiger's skin and be a noble in a vassal state.
But this information only strengthened Xu Ming's determination to return to his motherland, of course before that, he must survive first.
Although the back of the sofa is a good hiding spot, it's too passive. The line of sight is completely blocked and there is no control. Only when you have control in your own hands can you firmly grasp your life.
Another fierce gunshot was heard downstairs, apparently after experiencing the panic of the first shot just now, someone encountered each other and a firefight broke out.
Shrill cries and wails of various voices echoed throughout the residential building.
The soundproofing of this house is really not good, thinking about it, the people of Great Britain are known for their gentlemanly reputation worldwide, everyone has a high quality, and such a good soundproofing layer is useless.
However, this gave Xu Ming an opportunity. He crouched down and tiptoed along the corridor, trying to make his footsteps as light as possible.
There are two rooms on the east side of the living room, and the two rooms should be just guest rooms, with few people living in them, except for beds, there is nothing. Except for that girl, no one has entered the two rooms on the east side, and because the rooms are closed, they are full of dust, without any footprints.
Xu Ming let out a sigh of relief and turned back, passing through the living room, ready to investigate the other side.
He suddenly stopped in the living room again because he heard a sound, a very faint sound. This sound was too familiar, it was the sound of footsteps moving lightly.
The corridor was empty, the living room was also empty, and the sound seemed to be right next to my ear, it couldn't have come from another room on the west side, after all, there was a thick concrete wall in between, it couldn't be so clear.
That is...
Xu Ming suddenly lifted his head, and his pupils shrank even tighter.
A black gun barrel suddenly protruded from between the blades of the exhaust fan in the living room.
Xu Ming instinctively curled up and rolled on the ground.
"Bang." A loud gunshot blasted the spot where Xu Ming was standing just a moment ago, sending mud flying everywhere.
Xu Ming didn't have time to counterattack, the other side still has bullets!
He quickly ran towards the east side of the living room, jumping as he went.
Bang.
Another gunshot rang out, almost hitting Xu Ming's foot, leaving only a bullet mark on the heel of his shoe.
No way, this guy is quite skilled, not very bad at all, and he might have more than three bullets.
Xu Mingxin suddenly swung his body backwards, and with a fierce kick, he landed on a stool. His body, aided by inertia, slid back nearly two meters in the opposite direction.
Bang.
Another shot hit the stool under Xu Ming's feet.
It was clear that the person hiding in the air vent was also unexpected. Unexpectedly, Xu Ming did not continue to run eastward, but instead turned back again.
It was just a daze, and it's already too late to turn the direction of the gun.
Xu Ming, lying on the ground, aimed his assassin's gun at the ventilation opening and fired a shot.
"Hmph."
Blood splattered everywhere, and the fan blades of the exhaust fan were covered with dripping blood.
The other party let out a miserable cry like killing a pig, and the pistol fell down from the gap in the exhaust fan.
Xu Mingke didn't think the opponent had lost their combat effectiveness. The opponent's marksmanship was quite good and they must still have a gun.
But the assassin only had one bullet left, Xu Ming couldn't bear to waste it, fortunately the target was relatively clear. Xu Ming quickly pulled out his revolver and fired five consecutive shots at the exhaust fan, two of which hit their mark.
Bang Bang
The intense gunfire brought down all the exhaust fans, and the people inside instantly fell silent, apparently dead beyond recognition.
Xu Ming wiped away a cold sweat, and in that instant he had almost made a round trip to the gates of hell. He pushed the sofa against the wall and crawled up onto the air vent along the back of it.
The other party was a brown-haired boy who was shot three times, one in the waist, one in the leg, and the fatal one in the head.
A search of the boy's pockets revealed two more handguns, both ordinary USPs. These pistols were quite common and used .357 Magnum ammunition, with average performance in all aspects, but had a serious flaw - they often jammed.
Xu Ming rummaged through the boy's pockets and found everything except for two guns and some banknotes, surprisingly, there was also a world map and a windproof lighter, which made Xu Ming extremely delighted.
He drew a "ten" on the wall as usual, then dragged the boy's body out and threw it away. He disassembled the bullets from the two guns and loaded them into the assassin's magazine, and also threw away the two USP pistols.
In theory, the USP pistol is not as good as a revolver. The revolver's trigger can be pulled quickly and it will fire, but with the USP, you never know when it will jam, and if that happens at a critical moment, you'll definitely die a terrible death.
Carefully stacked the map machine, and loaded it into the big pants with the lighter. The big pants had a safety device, which was an extra zipper pocket, usually used to store some cash to prevent theft. In fact, there were also times when it was stolen, and it is said that once a brother had his hidden cash stolen on a bus, only to find out later that the thief was a beautiful woman.
No way, if a beauty stretches out her hand to this position, will you have the courage to refuse?
Although the air vent was very hidden, it was not safe. The cautious Xu Ming slowly explored other channels of the air vent and crawled for nearly five minutes.
Xu Ming finally understood that this ventilation opening was the main thoroughfare of the west side of this residential building, roughly in the shape of a "凹" character, crossing all rooms on the west side of the second floor. Every time it entered a room, there was a "凹" pit, and the end of the "凹" pit was where the exhaust fan was located.
It can attack when advancing and defend when retreating. This is truly an excellent location for a hidden ambush! Only this kind of terrain matches the glorious status of a generation's hidden king.
