It's Aunt Xia, who's in charge of cooking for Ms. He. She can make Western-style pastries. Her cooking is quite good; everyone has tried her food.
"Come in quickly!" the soldier shouted.
Aunt Xia scrambled into the living room on the second floor.
"Waaah... A lot of people have come from outside. So many soldiers have died," Xia's wife cried.
There are three people protecting Ms. He on the second floor: Yan Jincui and two men.
Yan Jincui ordered, "Someone go down and help."
The soldier near the door nodded.
The gunshots were deafening.
"Bang! Bang!" Two shots hit Yan Jincui and another soldier, both striking their heads.
No one noticed that Xia's wife had pulled out a pistol.
"You're a spy!" Ms. He screamed.
Yes, we each have our own purposes.
"You must die today! Who told you to come back to China!" Aunt Xia's gun slowly pointed at Ms. He…
"Bang! Bang!" Song Yan's gun fired first.
Aunt Xia's eyes also held an expression of disbelief.
"Sister Yan never expected you to shoot her." Only now did Song Yan realize how brutal the struggle against enemy agents was.
The woman in front of me, Sister Xia, handed a cream cake to Sister Yan, saying, "Come and try it! This is so sweet and delicious; you can't buy it anywhere else!"
Xia's wrists were pierced by Song Yan.
"Tell me, are there any other people like you in the villa? How many attackers are outside?" Song Yan's tears streamed down her face.
"I don't know!" Xia Sao saw Song Yan crying and felt that this girl was not to be feared. Her hand was crippled, but that didn't mean she couldn't kill.
"Bang!" Without the slightest hesitation, Song Yan fired another shot that pierced her knee.
"Ah!" Sister Xia screamed.
"Tell me, who else is like you!"
Xia's forehead was covered in sweat.
"Bang!" Another shot pierced Xia's other knee.
“Tell me! Who else is like you?” Song Yan asked stubbornly.
"No, that's all!" Aunt Xia now realized that Song Yan's tears did not mean she was weak.
Song Yan grabbed Xia Sao's wrist and pressed his knee against her arm. Despite the continuous gunfire downstairs, people upstairs also heard strange sounds, but not the sound of bones breaking.
Xia's arms were bent in an odd position at the elbows. And Xia's screams were muffled because Song Yan had his hand on her neck.
Gu Yansong was terrified when he saw all this.
"Speak, tell me what I want to hear!" Song Yan wouldn't show mercy to the enemy now; if she wasn't strong, they would die. Her child hadn't even seen this world yet, and she couldn't allow anything to happen to him.
Aunt Xia's arms were twisted in a strange position. "I really...don't know anything? My mission...was to kill...Ms. He when she was off guard." Her face was covered in a mixture of sweat and tears.
Song Yan quickly retreated, lifted the bed sheet, and took out a sniper rifle and a bulletproof vest.
Actually, they didn't notice that everything under the bed had vanished instantly, all going into Song Yan's spatial dimension.
Song Yan tossed the bulletproof vest to Ms. He, saying, "Wear this underneath!" These days, who knows how effective bulletproof vests are? Having one is better than nothing.
Song Yan walked back to Aunt Xia and was about to break her other arm in the same way.
“I’m telling you! I’m probably the only spy among the internal staff here. There will be two more waves of attackers outside. One wave will hold off your reinforcements.”
The other group's mission was to attack the target.
The people in the villa can't hold out.
That's all I know, nothing more.
Regardless of whether Aunt Xia knew anything else, Song Yan didn't have time to ask. "Bang!" Song Yan directly blew Aunt Xia's head off.
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