"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The moment the gunshot sounded, it was like New Year's Day. Zhao Bin was hiding in his bedroom, listening to the gunfight outside, intentionally but powerlessly.

If it's a close fight, Zhao Bin will certainly not let it go up, but now the other party has guns, so the fight is still handed to professional people.

The battle lasted for a few minutes. Zhao Bin heard that there was no movement outside. Just as he was about to open the door for a look, Venter knocked on the door. "Boss, it's done."

The moment he opened the door, Zhao Bin smelled choking powder and a faint smell...