In the hotel lobby, Reeves was holding a shotgun.
He rushed in alone and killed the two gatekeepers as soon as he came in.
The two men were lying on the cold floor, covered in blood, each carrying a submachine gun on their backs, but they had no time to fire.
Reeves squatted down and used his mind to pick up the submachine guns of both men and put them into the [Quick Item Bar] he had just bought.
This inventory also has a function that allows you to view the general condition of the firearms.
It shows that these are two Uzi submachine guns, both of which are filled with 25-round bullet magazines!
That’s it! Don’t be afraid now, just do it!
Ribs strode forward and walked straight into the hotel lobby.
There were three security guards in the hotel lobby. When they heard the gunshots, they knew someone was breaking in, so they immediately sounded the alarm and pulled out their pistols to shoot Reeves.
By this time, Ribs had already rushed to his face, stretched out his shotgun, and fired three more shots.
The three security guards fell to the ground.
Ah!!! The young lady at the front desk squatted on the ground, covering her ears and screaming.
"Stop yelling! You've never seen anyone shoot a gun, have you?" Reeves kicked her. "If you yell again, I'll kill you!"
The lady at the front desk immediately shut up.
Reeves turned around and walked towards the elevator while adding bullets to his shotgun.
In the corridor between the elevators, a dozen or so Hell's Angels gang members were standing together smoking and chatting.
The leading small leader was a fat white man with a very large build and at least 1.9 meters tall.
Hearing the gunshots and sirens, he immediately put out his cigarette and shouted, "Fuck! The Python Gang really dared to attack us! Brothers, grab your weapons and follow me!"
A dozen or so younger brothers took out their guns, some were submachine guns, and some were pistols.
The fat man was holding a pump-action shotgun (slow spray) in his hand. He hid behind the wall and stuck half of his head out to take a look.
What? The Python Gang only sent one person to attack?
Wang Defake? He wants to charge into our Hell's Angels all by himself? This is really disrespectful to me, Fatty!
"Brothers! There is only one man, rush out and kill him!" the fat man shouted.
A dozen or so young men rushed out from the corridor with guns in hand.
Reeves was not at all panicked. He spread his legs, got into position to hold his gun, and fired at the group of people rushing out.
Bang bang bang bang!
The other side is like Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather, lining up to die. Every one that comes out dies, and every pair that comes out dies.
After firing all seven bullets in the shotgun, a pile of bodies were lying next to the elevator corridor.
The fat man in the lead was also frightened by the scene. At this time, there were only three living brothers left around him.
Fortunately, Ribs's shotgun had run out of bullets, and the fat man immediately shouted:
"This sour carrot bitch is out of bullets! Come with me and rush out and kill him!"
After saying that, the fat man rushed out with his three younger brothers, ready to take the opportunity to kill Ribs and get a big credit.
Ribs held the shotgun in his right hand and just as he grabbed a few large lead bullets from his pocket with his left hand and was about to load them into the gun, he saw four more people appear in front of him.
At this time, it is definitely too late to reload bullets!
With a thought, he instantly loaded the shotgun into the [Quick Item Bar]. At the same time, an Uzi submachine gun appeared out of thin air in his hand.
"Sour radish bitch! I'll let you taste it..."
The fat man in the lead shouted and raised the slow-moving gun in his hand, and then a burst of sound of submachine guns was heard.
The three younger brothers beside him had been knocked to the ground.
The muzzle of Ribs' gun was already against the fat man's face.
"What do you want to taste?" asked Ribs.
Looking at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, the fat man was so scared that he dared not move immediately: "Don't shoot, brother! I surrender! I surrender!"
The fat man threw the slow spray in his hand to the ground and raised his hands obediently.
He glanced at the dead brothers on the ground. Judging from the dense bullet holes on their bodies, they were indeed killed by shotguns, but the one in front of him, Reeves, was holding a submachine gun.
The shotgun in Reeves' hand suddenly turned into a Woods submachine gun at some point.
Wasn't that a shotgun? How did it suddenly become a submachine gun? Am I hallucinating?
The fat man looked like he had seen a ghost and was shaking with fear.
Ribs calmly bent down and picked up the slow-spray gun used by the fat man.
This is an old Winchester shotgun. It is very powerful, but it requires a reload after each shot, which is too slow and not very practical.
Right now, I only have two inventory slots, and I have a quick spray in my hand, so there is no need to pick up this thing.
Although the gun was useless, the fat man was still useful. Ribs grabbed his collar and walked to the elevator door.
Ding! The elevator door slowly opened.
Ribbs put the gun to the back of the fat man's head and walked into the elevator together.
The fat man held his head with his hands high. Ribs hid behind him and took out the shotgun from the inventory again, loading the bullets one by one.
Once we get upstairs, it will definitely be another fierce battle, so we must load our bullets in advance.
At this time, in room 1065, Kennell heard the gunshots downstairs and was no longer in the mood to mess with Gina.
After all, someone is holding a gun and is ready to shoot him. He has already rushed downstairs. Who would have the mood to do that kind of thing?
Kennell yelled to one of his men, "Keep an eye on this widow! After I kill the guys from the Python Gang, I'll come get her!"
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