Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

So Chen An gave the order directly.

"Throw all the grenades in!"

Upon receiving the order, Anton and the others began throwing grenades into the room in an orderly fashion. The door had already been badly damaged by the first grenade explosion, with many holes exposed, and they believed it could be easily kicked down!

Three grenades landed in a parabolic arc on the floor of the suite, rolled a few times, and then exploded in flames and thunderous sounds.

Mislin had pulled Creek to the very back, and as they listened to the continuous explosions, they experienced tinnitus, panic, and other physical reactions, and the surroundings became extremely chaotic.

"what!"

A piercing scream rang out, and Mislin recognized it as the mole's voice. His face showed worry as he slowly raised his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

The mole was lying on the ground not far from the doorway, its eyes bloodshot, one hand missing, and veins bulging on its forehead as it endured immense pain!

"Mole! Mole, are you alright?!"

"Head! My hand!"

The white goose also raised its AK-74 and kept firing, then pulled out a grenade from its waist and threw it out the door.

boom--!

An explosion was heard, but the outside world was not visible, so it was uncertain whether anyone had been hit. The person then asked the groundhog who was watching the surveillance camera.

"Groundhog, did you get burned?"

The groundhog's eyes were serious.

"No?"

"No, one person was hit by the explosion, but it's really strange that this person actually endured the pain and stood up. Their pain tolerance is simply monstrous!"

Upon hearing this, Bai'e and the others looked grim. "Damn it! Who are these people outside?!"

"Boss! We need to think of something, or we're doomed. Our guns are almost out of bullets, and we only have two grenades left!"

"That's what the groundhog said."

Upon hearing this, Mislin quickly looked around the room and noticed a deep crater near the door, created by a grenade. He could vaguely see the scene on the next floor through the gap, and a solution formed in his mind.

"White Goose, throw a grenade into that crater, quick!"

Upon hearing this, the white goose instantly understood what the captain wanted to do, so without any hesitation, it suddenly threw a grenade, which rolled straight into the pit.

boom--!

The explosion was accompanied by the sound of a collapse, and a huge crater appeared in the direction of the door, through which they could clearly see that there were suites like theirs below.

This gave Mislin a glimmer of hope, and he quickly ordered, "White Goose, check on the mole's injuries and provide suppressive fire. Don't let those damned dogs outside get in."

"Groundhog, Crocodile, you two escort me and Young Master Creek with all your might. We must get to the next level!"

"Roger that, boss!"

The groundhog and the crocodile simultaneously raised their guns and fired shots toward the door, while Mislin led Creek slowly toward it. Not a minute had passed, yet it felt like half a century had gone by.

"Mole! Mole, are you alright?!"

The white goose kept slapping the mole's cheeks, but the mole's face turned completely pale, its eyes were tightly closed, and it didn't move at all.

"Boss! The mole has bled to death."

"Damn it!" Mislin thought grimly. Of the six men, only four remained. This was definitely the biggest casualty in history!

.......

Outside the door, Anton and his men were unable to move an inch, facing intense firepower and a narrow passage.

Carl said, "Anton, they want to enter the fifth floor of the hotel through the hole we blasted with our grenades. We can't let them succeed, otherwise, with such a large hotel, it will be difficult for us to maintain this advantage, and we might have to stay here."

"I know they won't succeed," Anton said with unusual calm.

Chen An watched this scene unfold.

"I never expected that this operation would end with the loss of one of my loyal soldiers."

He looked at the blood-soaked assassin who was clearly beyond saving. He realized that a normal person could not have done this without almost superhuman execution skills.

Even if they lose an arm or a leg, they will grit their teeth and endure it.

Inside the suite, Mislin had already pulled Creek into the hole below the fifth floor of the hotel and hurriedly said, "White Goose, you and Crocodile cover our retreat. When Groundhog comes down, throw the last grenade and try to create an opportunity."

"Okay, boss!"

As she spoke, Bai'e held the gun in one hand and fired continuously, while her other hand reached for her waist, holding a grenade. Just as the groundhog fell into the pit, she quickly threw the grenade, which landed precisely outside the door.

"Crocodile, let's go!"

The white goose hurriedly ran towards the pit, as did the crocodile. Just as they were about to reach the entrance, an unbelievable and terrifying scene appeared before their eyes.

A blood-soaked assassin outside the door picked up a grenade without hesitation, activated his speed buff, and charged toward the two white geese at top speed!

"My hair!"

"Grass!"

boom--!

The groundhog below hadn't gone far before it was thrown away by the aftershocks of the explosion. Blood seeped through its clothes on its back. Fortunately, it was far enough away and had the protection of a bulletproof vest, otherwise it would have been in grave danger.

But the white goose and the crocodile were not so lucky; they had already died.

Mislin roared in anger, "Fuck! Did they have grenades? Why didn't they use them? What's going on?"

"Boss, the white geese and the others are dead too. Let's hurry up and leave."

The groundhog struggled to its feet and then spoke.

"Well, the squad will be disbanded after today. Four people died in one operation. Young Master Creek, who exactly did you offend?"

"If it weren't for the old man's wishes, I would have killed you long ago."

Crick was so frightened that he was completely disoriented and couldn't reply to Mislin. The three of them staggered out of the suite and ran out of the hotel.

Once you leave the hotel and get in the car, you'll be safe. Someone else will take care of things!

at the same time.

Outside the suite on the sixth floor, Karl's pupils widened, and he kept swallowing, finding the scene he had just witnessed unbelievable.

Suicide charge, how can these people be so reckless?

Although that person was also nearing the end, there are very few people who could act so decisively.

Hearing no movement from inside, Anton quickly led his henchmen into the suite, only to find that apart from a few people attending the party in the distance, there was no sign of Creek.

Karl quickly walked up to one of the men, grabbed his collar, and his expression changed when he saw the man's face.

Isn't this the manager Van Carderi who looked down on people at the restaurant yesterday? So Carl quickly punched the man twice in the stomach.

"Where are the Creeks?!"

He didn't seek revenge, but instead asked a friendly question. Van Kaderi's face turned red from the beating, and he clutched his stomach in pain, unable to utter a sound.

"Crick has escaped through the hole to the fourth floor of the hotel and is running outside. Go after him!"

Anton saw everything from the monitoring room and knew that Creek was no longer there, so he quickly led his assassins to pursue him!