Swag and his two men pulled down the night vision device on their helmets. After losing light in an instant, it took a while for people to adapt to the dark environment.

And this period is when night vision devices play their best.

The two of them rushed to the attic in one breath. There was only one road here and each other couldn't escape.

The eyepiece of the GPNVG-18 night vision glows grayish white light, and everything in the attic is almost visible.

There are not many things here, there are a set of fitness equipment, a few chairs and a small round table.

There is a full-length mirror in the middle of the attic, and this guy is definitely a pretty narcissistic person.

There is also a screen that seems to be used for filming, and there is nothing else.

The two of them cooperated with each other, and Swag half-squatted behind a wooden post to cover Curtis.

Wait until the other party enters a hidden position, then come out from behind the pillar and move forward quickly.

"Note, I saw him."

Curtis shouted, and a gray figure flashed by in his night vision, moving quite quickly.

The laser light above the muzzle did not follow.

"That guy is not wearing clothes..."

Swag also saw the target, and the laser light swept over and he opened fire.

He had a strong premonition in his heart and must not let the other party run away, otherwise there might be big trouble.

A series of bullets hit the wall, which might be the first time Swag missed at such a close distance.

That guy used his hands and feet together, and it was really like a beast crawling on the ground.

Fortunately, he was not as terrifying as he climbed onto a wall in a horror movie.

After the two men shot one round, the flexible little lizard screamed, and Curtis shouted, "I hit him."

Even though the guy in front of him was a bit weird, as long as he was a carbon-based creature, he would definitely not be able to withstand the power of modern thermal weapons.

The two seized the opportunity and quickly pressed up, and Swag shouted, "Francis, surrender!"

While changing the magazine, he gestured to Curtis and asked him to go around the side.

"You are not policemen, who are you?"

A hoarse and air leaking sound came from behind a wooden table.

"We are here to help you..."

Swag shouted, and quickly rushed in both directions with Curtis.

Francis didn't sit and wait for death. Before Swagg and the others rushed over, he jumped up from behind the table and rushed towards the window.

"Catch the living!"

Swag shouted, then aimed at the other party's legs.

"Crash"

The wooden window was smashed to pieces, and blood splashed in the air again.

This is the third floor. Curtis turned the night vision camera over his head, and looked at the creature who fell downstairs in surprise and staggered from the ground and continued to run forward.

“Fuck…”

He raised his gun and aimed his sight at the back of the target.

Swag raised his hand and held the other party's muzzle, "Don't take risks."

Then use the walkie-talkie to contact Williams outside and "Catch the live ones."

Several gunshots immediately rang out in the woods outside.

Francis screamed and fell to the ground. This time he struggled for two times and could not move anymore.

Williams and Sanburn came out of the darkness, walked forward carefully, stepped on Frances's back, and looked at the tattoo extending to their thighs on each other's back and said in confusion, "What is this."

They have seen tattoos for a lot of time, and it is really rare to see such radicals.

Under the moonlight, Francis' tattoo mixed with his own blood, looking even more weird.

At this time, Curtis ran out of the house.

"Hey, you didn't see it, this guy almost climbed onto the wall with bare hands."

Sanburn pointed a gun at the target on the right, and then said with a puzzled look, "Fuck, do you say he climbed onto the wall with bare hands?"

In less than half an hour, this sentence became that their boss climbed onto the White House wall without using his hands and peeked at the president's wife taking a bath, and there was a lot of controversy within Umbrella.

"Okay, Swag asked us to drag people back."

Williams said, pointing to the headphones on his ears.

The three of them worked together to drag the person back into the house, and Williams went to restore the power.

It didn't take long for the lighting in the house to be restored again.

Then they immediately started to stop the bleeding of Francis. The guy was shot six times and was not fatal.

But otherwise the bleeding would be stopped immediately, and just blood loss would make him die.

"BOSS has something to ask him."

Swag took out his first aid kit and threw it to Curtis.

First aid to stop bleeding, but these people's old skills were the ones who stuffed gauze into Francis' wounds for a short time, and then gave the guy a shot of morphine.

"This guy's vitality is really exaggerated, but if he doesn't go to the hospital, he will not be able to live long."

Curtis took off his blood-stained disposable gloves and asked Swag to contact their boss immediately.

At this time, Francis no longer had the same beast form as before. His hands were tied behind him, and his whole body curled up as if sobbing.

That look like a bullied child.

"I'll contact Bell, and then we'll search the house together."

...

It was already late at night, and the bright moon that had been hanging in the sky outside the window was already covered by a dark cloud.

Xu Chuan stood on the hotel terrace and smelled the obvious moist smell from the air.

It may snow...

After dinner, he was chatting with Serra's father, Racek Valentin.

There are many topics that the two of them can talk about, including the international situation, the current economic development of China, the normal governance changes in the United States and the West, and of course, the other party’s old financial industry.

Although Xu Chuan felt that the chaos in the world was in the international financial capital itself, he did not tell the other party about these problems.

They are not here to discuss business cooperation, and the other party's daughter will have to serve the bed later. It is no problem to give the other party a little face at this time.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xuela and her mother were talking in the room.

"So, you know how many women he has? He didn't hide it from you?"

Of course, this is what Mrs. Valentine cares about.

Xuela stretched out her fingers and picked up a ball of butter on the cake and put it in her mouth, and then her mother patted it.

She stuck out her tongue, and the most important thing in body management is to quit candy.

Then Xuela nodded, "Well, he really didn't hide it from me."

She thought to herself that she had lived with one of them.

Mrs. Valentine thought for a while, "Shera, what you understand is that we hope for you to be happy, but now your relationship...well, it's a bit strange."

And Xuela just smiled, then reached out and hugged the other person, "Mom, you don't know how happy I am now."

Mrs. Valentine's figure is a bit petite among Europeans and Americans, and she is held by her daughter like a large plush toy.

"Okay, OK, I get it."

Pushing her daughter away, she pointed to the direction of the terrace, "Call them in and have a cake."

"OK……"

Xuela jumped happily.

She knew that her mother should have been convinced in this matter.

Although Xuela also knew that the main reason was actually Xu Chuan's current status.

Standing at the top of the pyramid, you will really gain privileges in many things.

If the other party is just a small person, no, or just a rich man of the same class as his father.

It is absolutely impossible for my parents to agree that she and Xu Chuan are together.

Of course, Xuela also understood her parents' approach. They insisted on coming to New York to meet Xu Chuan, to put it bluntly, to give her support.

"I think the next term may be the donkey party. The midterm elections have already shown the problem, and Senator Madeleine Pierce's reputation has completely crushed other competitors."
To be continued...