The sound of gunfire was extraordinarily intense.


    Vivian’s body stuck to the ground and followed the wall to the floor-to-ceiling window.


    Therge floor-to-ceiling window, with solid walls at the corners on either side, was a good barrier to bullets.


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    At that moment, the bedroom door pulled open and Danny walked out of the bedroom.


    The ck and white id coat he was wearing had been removed, and a white cloth was wrapped around his waist and stomach. With just a nce, Vivian could see that the white cloth wrapped around his waist was a bed sheet torn into strips.


    Behind Danny was Margarita Jones, both of whom were holding guns.


    Just as Vivian looked at them, another shot rang out of the window, perhaps the ss was badly damaged, the cracked ss shattered and fell straight down, and a cold wind blew in through the window, cold whoosh.


    The person hiding above the window did not show his head, just holding a gun in a blind shot, resulting in a very passive situation for them.


    Danny gestured towards Vivian, who nodded in a second and fired several shots at the outside of the floor-to-ceiling window.


    Danny took advantage of the chaotic gunfire to walk to the bedroom door and stand across from Morris.


    Morris is changing magazines, sweeping a nce at the wound on his waist and stomach, raised an eyebrow, as if to ask again, “Are you okay?”


    The two good brothers had been through the gunfire together and did not feel much emotional ups and downs about it.


    He shrugged helplessly, “Sorry for dragging you into the water.” Morrisughed and took a cigarette out of his pocket and tossed it to Danny.


    Danny took the cigarette in his mouth, took the lighter and snapped it on, lighting the cigarette in his mouth, “Mud, that hurts.” He grinned, frowning in pain.


    Smoking a cigarette when you’re hurt is a good distraction, and it doesn’t hurt as much.


    The two men were standing against the wall, stalemated with a group outside.


    The people outside could not get in, and they could not get out.


    But Morris has taken the phone to contact the people outside, seeking outside help.


    Still do not know what the situation outside, they dare not rashly go out, waiting is the best way to solve.


    “Less bullets, more ‘eat’ two will not hurt.” Morris teased in a small voice.


    Danny gave him a nk look, “You’re not the devil, I’m afraid.” He couldn’t help himself, “Luckily you have the foresight, otherwise I’m afraid I’ll die here today.”


    The so-called ‘foresight’ is toe before Morris let him carry a pistol with him, is generally know in C is Antina’s territory, they will encounter danger at any time and anywhere.


    Likewise, Vivian and Margarita Jones also brought ‘equipment’ with them.


    But the equipment was prepared for them by Daisy the day she picked them up, and they had it with them all the time.


    The encounter was not a surprise, everything was expected.


    Vivian nestled in the corner, took her phone and sent a message to Daisy, [Save me.]


    Two simple words, no more nonsense, sent out directly.


    Margarita Jones squatted beside Vivian, looking at her two edited words, and spat, “Are you sure it’s useful to send a message to her?”


    “We’ll see if it works.”


    Her intention was not to seek Daisy’s help, but to take the opportunity to test it out.


    After all, Daisy’s appearance was already suspicious.


    “That’s true.” Margarita Jones nodded and suddenlyughed, “It’s been a long time since I’ve been this exciting, reminds me of the old days when I was in the Hidden Tribe.”


    After arriving in L City and feeling the beauty of the peaceful world, where had there been such intense and exciting scenes?


    She was simply eager to try.


    While the two of them were talking, Vivian looked up at Morris who was not far away and suddenly found the man was also looking at her.