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　　The man who sent you to h.e.l.l!

　　"Bang bang!" With two gunshots, Yan Bang groped for the handgun under his pillow and began to fire back at the person who attacked him.

　　To dare to behave so atrociously in Yan Bang's territory, there could only be one result: Entering by himself and leaving by himself.

　　He couldn't allow others to be so presumptuous in his territory!

　　In the firelight, a dark figure crouched down; judging from the sound of the bullet, it must have hit. It just didn't hit the vital points.

　　The one who was. .h.i.t was Xing Ba. He thought that Yan Bang wouldn't be easy to deal with, but he didn't think that Yan Bang's counterattack would be so fast.

　　Yan Bang fiercely counterattacked, thereby revealing his hiding spot.

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er took off the thermal infrared imager on his face, and pulled out a dagger that was s.h.i.+ning with a cold light from his calf.

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er didn't really like hot weapons, but he liked cold weapons even more. He likes to use knives. All sorts of knives.

　　To him, the spear in Yan Bang's hand had absolutely no effect on his fear. Just like that, he coldly appeared in front of Yan Bang.

　　Yan Bang's first reaction was to shoot back at the enemy …

　　The moment Yan Bang pulled the trigger, the dagger in Xing s.h.i.+'er's hand was flung out. At the same time, his figure flashed away like a ghost.

　　The bullet did not hit Xing s.h.i.+'er, but the dagger thrown by Xing s.h.i.+'er struck the arm that Yan Bang used to wield the spear.

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er told Yan Bang in a bloodied manner: "Your spear may not be as fast as my dagger!"

　　As the spear fell to the ground, Yan Bang reflexively reached out with his left hand to pick it up; however, a long black leg stepped on the spear. With an elegant tick, the pistol skidded across the floor in a long straight line and came to rest against the wall.

　　Outside the living room, it was already bustling with noise. The high precision fingerprint lock trapped Yan Bang in his own living room.

　　The bodyguards weren't completely stupid, there were already people trying to climb out the windows.

　　"Who are you people?" Yan Bang asked Xing s.h.i.+'er who was staring at him leisurely.

　　"The one who sent you to h.e.l.l!"

　　's voice was gloomy as he pa.s.sed the voice modulator. He no longer had the usual white hair, but was instead filled with a bloodthirsty and vicious aura.