Chapter 44 Bloodbath of the American Chamber of Commerce Consolation
Of course, Liu Zhenming would not rush inside so rashly. He first observed the terrain outside, and then took advantage of others to open the door to check how many people were in the hall and their locations.
There were not many people in the hall, and there were a few who looked like civilians. There were passages facing inward, which should be the core location of this spy agency.
Liu Zhenming bought a pack of cigarettes from a nearby store, took out one, and walked towards the American Chamber of Commerce calmly.
In the hall, two guards were chatting and laughing quietly. When they heard the sound of the door being pushed open, they habitually raised their heads.
Then, I saw a yellow man with his hat lowered slowly walking in.
"Hey! Yellow people, this is not where you should come!" A guard stepped forward and stopped Liu Zhenming with mockery in his eyes.
"Can I borrow a fire? Brother!" Liu Zhenming raised the cigarette in his hand and asked calmly.
"Brother? Borrow the fire? Haha, James, come and see, there is an idiot yellow man who wants to ask me to borrow the fire!"
"Then just lend it to him!"
"It's a pity that I have no matches, only anger. If you are still here in three seconds, I can guarantee that you will be missing some parts."
Ha ha…
The foreigners in the hall all laughed when they saw this scene. They watched with relish the guard teasing the yellow man opposite.
"That's great, I just need some anger!" Liu Zhenming raised his head, showing his smiling face.
"you…"
boom!
There was a crisp sound, and before the white guard could say another word, he felt a sharp pain in his body and blood burst out from his chest.
After Liu Zhenming fired a shot, he pushed him aside gently, and then aimed at the second guard without hesitation.
Bang bang!
Two more shots.
The second guard had no time to react. He was also shot in the chest and fell softly to the ground.
"If you want to kill me, I'll let you taste the pain first." Liu Zhenming roared angrily, bending his waist and running forward quickly as if he stepped on a hot wheel.
With every step he took, he fired.
Suddenly, projectiles were flying across the entire hall.
It wasn't until the two guards fell to the ground that everyone in the hall woke up from the sudden change.
Ring bell…
Just as a white man had time to ring the electric bell, a bullet flew forward quickly, hitting his head, lifting up a piece of his scalp, and bright red flowers splashed onto the white wall.
When the other two white men saw that something was not going well, they just squatted half of their bodies, and they were like bullets with eyes flying towards their chests.
Bang bang bang…
After Liu Zhenming fired all the bullets in the magazine in one breath, he raised his hand. The loaded pistol disappeared, and then a loaded pistol appeared in his hand.
At this time, Liu Zhenming had already run to the last enemy in the hall, and he was about to raise his gun.
"Death!" Liu Zhenming roared angrily, stopped his feet, jumped up, and kicked him quickly on the head.
With a bang, the man fell heavily to the ground. He wanted to stand up, but Liu Zhenming had already stood in front of him and stepped down hard.
With a click, the man's jaw was kicked to pieces, and blood flowed all over the floor. He lay on the ground, unable to move again.
"Quick, quick, something happened outside!"
"Someone is attacking us!"
At this time, there were rapid footsteps and anxious shouts in the passage.
Liu Zhenming quickly turned around, stuck to the corner, then took out the grenade from the space, lit the fuse, and after a delay of 3 seconds, he ducked down and threw it into the passage.
Boom!
The grenade exploded in mid-air, and shrapnel flew in all directions in the small space. The shock wave of the explosion made the entire wall shake, and the dust on it fell straight down...
ah…
Screams spread everywhere, and several white men in suits fell heavily to the ground, struggling and howling!
Liu Zhenming rushed forward, shot everyone, and then leaned against the wall next to the door of a room.
Liu Zhenming lit a match and lit the cigarette in his mouth. After taking a deep breath, he blew out the cigarette and hit the white man who happened to rush out in the face.
Then, with a swish sound, the bayonet slit across his throat, bringing up a patch of bright red that splashed onto Liu Zhenming's face.
"ah!"
Recalling everything he had encountered while in prison, as well as the scar on his chest, although it was already scarred, it still hurt slightly. Liu Zhenming couldn't help but growl like a wild beast, his eyes bloodshot.
Tyranny was activated at this moment.
The passive strategist's tyranny fully exploded at the moment when Liu Zhenming's chest filled with anger.
After he roared wildly, he stepped forward and twisted the head of the white man whose throat he had just cut. Then he twisted his arm hard, grabbed his hair, and forcibly twisted his head off.
This scene fell in the eyes of a white man who had just ran out, and his liver and gallbladder were broken and his soul flew away.
Liu Zhenming raised his head and stared at him with a pair of bloodthirsty eyes. The man's body was so cold that his hands and feet were so cold that he didn't even dare to move for a while.
When he wanted to run away, Liu Zhenming screamed wildly, rushed over, and then stabbed the bayonet of his rifle into his chest.
Then he picked it down, disemboweled it, and picked out a piece of internal organs.
"Mr. Brown, the Chinese outside are coming to kill us."
Brown, the titular president of the American Chamber of Commerce and the de facto head of the Toronto Intelligence Bureau, was sitting contentedly in his seat listening to classical music.
His office is at the back. Someone has just reported to him that there is a Chinese man outside who is causing trouble. He is not worried at all. There is only one person. Why can't the people outside still be able to handle it?
I had thought that just ten minutes later, a subordinate covered in blood came in hastily again.
"You said he came here alone?" Brown almost thought he heard wrongly.
"Yes, sir, we should move as soon as possible!"
"You incompetent idiots! Do you just want free food?" Brown took out a pistol from the drawer, gently turned the cylinder, and stood up.
"Sir, that man is Liu, the Liu who assassinated the president!" The subordinates saw that he wanted to go out, and their expressions changed greatly as they persuaded him.
"It's him! Just enough to hand over his body to Benjamin." Brown did not change his original intention.
Bang!
The door was kicked open, and Brown reacted quickly. He rolled to the ground, raised his gun, and fired several shots at the door.
However, none of them hit the target, because no one appeared at the door, and only an object was thrown in.
Then it fell to the ground under Brown's horrified eyes.
boom!
A large ball of sparks expanded, the table was blown into pieces, and the tablecloth ignited a raging fire. Brown hugged his broken thigh and watched a yellow man dodge out of the fire.
Liu Zhenming aimed at his eyebrows, pulled the trigger, and killed the last enemy.