“I’lle with you.”


    Danny stood up.


    Morris slightly jawed, and the two walked together to the living room door.


    Listening to the sound of gunshots outside, Vivian was unountably nervous, mostly because he was a little skittish about Antina.


    Ring-ring-ring


    At this moment, Vivian’s hand on the table ringing abruptly, the sudden ringing of the bell startled her.


    She withdrew her gaze, leaned over and picked up the phone on the table, only to find that it was Ethan calling.


    Vivian slid the answer button, “Ethan, you …”


    “Well … youngdy, Antina’s people areing, you must … little … careful!” At the other end of the phone, Ethan’s voice is obviously not right, like a very seriously injured after talking breathless weakness.


    At that moment, Vivian’s brain exploded.


    She raised her eyes, looked at the two men walking to the living room door, and shouted, “Morris, Brother Danny, get out of the way!”


    The moment Vivian’s voice rang out, the sound of gunfire rang out once again outside the living room, only this time it was extraordinarily close, and even the living room door was shot through a hole.


    Morris and Danny reacted quickly to dodge aside, while pulling out a pistol from the back of his waist and shooting out at the door, only to hear a few thumps, the door was silent.


    Morris held the pistol and walked towards the door with his back against the wall, listening to the movement outside.


    Although the outside is quiet, but still need to be careful to watch out.


    He turned back to Danny, and was about to signal him to be more careful, but found his hand covering the left side of his abdomen, his fingers obviously stained with crimson blood.


    The two men looked at each other, no one said anything.


    Morris, worried about Danny’s safety, looked back at Vivian, pointed at her and gestured to Danny.


    The couple had a good understanding of each other, even if it was just a gesture from him, Vivian knew that Danny was wounded.


    At the sound of the gunshot, Margarita Jones also scurried from the couch and took cover, she saw Morris’ gesture and probably understood what was going on.


    Vivian quickly went to the door, dragged the wounded Danny in against the wall, and crooked a finger at Margarita Jones, whispering, “Take him to the bedroom.”


    Margarita Jones nodded, hand on the couch, leaped, jumped over, and took Danny’s hand directly, “Punk,e in with me.”


    Being scolded as ‘waste’, Danny face cold a few points, naive wounded face is pale, simply can not see any difference in expression, only to give a sense of weakness.


    The situation is critical, Danny did not argue with Margarita Jones, just let her lead him into the bedroom.


    After the two closed the door, Vivian quickly ran to the living room by the floor-to-ceiling windows on guard.


    The doorway was dangerous, but the floor-to-ceiling window offered a better, wider view, and she had to guard Morris’s safety.


    “Vivian!”


    Suddenly, Morris shouted, throwing a pistol at her from a distance.


    The ck pistol appeared as a parab in mid-air and flew straight towards her.


    At the same time, outside the door of the living room, several shots rang out, Vivian leaped, a forward flip to catch the pistol,nded and rolled around, leaning against the wall to stabilize herself.


    After shended steadily, she looked up and just saw the ck shadow appearing in the upper left corner of the floor-to-ceiling window. In the nick of time, she held the gun in her hand and threw two shots at the man in the corner.


    The gun fell and the man in the corner fell vertically to the ground.Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    When the man fell, Vivian clearly heard someone cursing “fuck”, then a gun came out of the window, a blind shot.