Immediately afterwards, gunshots rang out.
Everyone was shocked.
No one saw how Yu Xifeng took out the gun. People outside only heard seven shots.
Seven bodies lay in a pool of blood.
Not all of these guards are equipped with guns.
Yu Xifeng observed that only five of them had it, so he dealt with the first five first.
The reason why seven rounds were fired was because there were seven bullets.
A full seven rounds of time.
It was enough for the others to disperse.
The guards at the door rushed in with guns drawn.
The blade is like moonlight, and when it pours down, only the afterimage can be seen.
The remaining two guards and the residents at the door ran downstairs in fear.
The landlady stood there, also with a look of fear on her face.
Yu Xifeng gave her an apologetic look.
Too many people died in this house today, so many people would have taboos about it.
The landlady turned around and ran away.
To most people in the Northern Base, the guards symbolize order and have great power.
People in urban areas live too comfortably.
They were too well protected, and in terms of psychological quality, they were far inferior to the survivors in the outer city.
Although I am also jealous that Yu San has a first-level medal and abundant supplies.
A faint fragrance wafts out occasionally.
But in their hearts, Yu San should also be one of the people who protect them.
How could she shoot the guards!
Yu Xifeng picked up the key from the guard and uncuffed Zhang Qiu.
"How are you?" Yu Xifeng asked.
Zhang Qiu coughed up another mouthful of blood: "Not good, there may be internal bleeding."
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