With nowhere to hide, Li Qi left the study and went into the kitchen storage room.

The space was cramped, making it difficult for most people to squeeze in, but Li Qi was now so thin that he looked like a skinned human specimen, so it wasn't too difficult for him.

Through the crack in the door, Li Qi could clearly see that the people who came were not Laura Thorne who had returned, but two burly men.

Europeans and Americans eat well and get enough calories and nutrition, so this body type is not uncommon.

What's unusual is that someone of this size can silently scale a courtyard wall, landing with a sound similar to his own. Judging from this, he's probably not an ordinary robber.

The two remained silent, searched the first floor, then one of them made a hand gesture, and the two went up the stairs one after the other and disappeared.

That's what you call professional.

In comparison, Laura Thorne is utterly incompetent.

Both men were wearing hoodies and balaclavas, looking no different from ordinary street thugs.

But both their tactical maneuvers and the silenced pistols they carried indicated that the two men were not ordinary people.

Li Qi had memories of the original owner being a policeman, and he recognized at a glance that these two people were either from the military or police force, or professionally trained assassins.

At this critical juncture, Li Qi was torn between waiting a little longer or slipping away as soon as the two went upstairs.

It would probably take some time for the two of them to go upstairs, grab Mrs. Grant, and then use the child to blackmail her into opening the safe.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to slip away should be a good choice.

Li Qi slipped out the door, headed straight for the back door, and quickly left.

Suddenly, a soft sound came from the back door.

"Damn it, is this a public restroom? Someone's coming again?" Li Qi muttered, and could only retreat helplessly.

The door was pushed open, and a pistol fitted with a silencer was thrust inside.

A tall figure appeared at the back door; it was none other than Laura Thorne.

Li Qi was very puzzled. Hadn't that long-legged beauty left?

Why are you back again?

Lola was very cautious, holding her gun with impeccable posture, and did not immediately enter the room.

Shouts came from upstairs, then stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, footsteps were heard on the stairs, and a thug came downstairs with Mrs. Grant as a hostage.

Mrs. Grant, wearing a sundress, had her neck bound by the arms of a bandit. As she struggled and tore at the fabric of her dress, one of the straps broke, revealing her beauty in the hazy night.

Li Qi saw this and understood why the young man had done what he did during the day.

It's hard for any man to refuse...

Poor Nick...

The thugs, holding Adele Grant hostage, came down the stairs. Just as they were about to turn around, they saw Lola kneeling in the shadows of the back door reflected in the opposite glass mirror.

Li Qi, being an observer, saw clearly that this bandit was obviously a master; in comparison, Lola was simply incompetent to an appalling degree.

You can stand there and see the stairs through the reflection in the mirror, and the people on the stairs can also see you through the mirror!

Li Qi was speechless.

The bandit pulled the trigger, the sound of his gun striking the hammer with a sharp crack that was particularly jarring in the quiet night.

He pressed himself against the corner of the stairwell and shouted at the person lying in ambush, "Come out! I see you!"

Receiving no response, the robber shoved the beautiful woman out of his arms, pointing a gun at Adele's head: "If you don't come out, I'll shoot her!"

Laura remained silent.

The reason isn't hard to guess: without Adele, no one can open the safe.

The robbers had just searched the study and found the safe unopened before going upstairs. Lola probably guessed that, so she didn't believe the threat.

"Raise your hands in surrender, or I'll have my friend kill those three kids upstairs!"

The bandits made further threats.

Hearing him threaten her child, Adele wailed, "Please, sir, no, please! There's money in the safe, take the money!"

"Shut up, you slut!" the thug yelled, then shouted, "Alpha, bring the little one down!"

Li Qi was very impressed and called him by his code name instead of his real name.

See? I told you that's what you call professional!

The sound of crying came from behind. The fourteen-year-old middle school girl was being led to the stairwell by another thug, who had her by the waist, and made her stand in front of the mirror.

"Surrender! Or I'll shoot this girl!"

And then something even more speechless happened.

Laura hesitated for a moment, then raised her hands and stepped out from her hiding place.

Li Qi was completely convinced.

What, you're scared of killing a little girl? What's the difference between you walking out like this and committing suicide?

Given the level of professionalism these two people displayed, do you think they would let you go without killing you just because you surrender?

Li Qi was very skeptical.

Sure enough, the kidnapper who had taken Adele by his side flashed out, and the moment he stood still, he aimed at Lola and prepared to pull the trigger.

In a flash, the long barrel of an 8-inch Python revolver appeared out of nowhere between the two doors of the storage room. Li Qi stepped forward sideways, pulled the trigger with his right index finger, and the .357 Magnum bullet was fired with unparalleled speed, heading straight for the bandit.

At a distance of no more than five meters, the gunshot and the bullet arrived almost simultaneously. With the enhancement of the three-star weapon's skill, this bullet, like the gaze of death, struck the bandit directly in the left back of the head.

A burst of red and white liquid bloomed in the air, and Adele Grant, who was so close, looked as if she had taken a shower, her fair chest drenched in red and white liquid.

Without hesitation, Li Qi's adrenaline surged. Using the recoil, he tilted the python revolver in his hand upwards to adjust its direction, and it naturally and smoothly fell from a height. The moment the muzzle returned to horizontal, another bullet left the chamber and hit another bandit in the face.

The bullet, fired at point-blank range, carried tremendous force, knocking the bandit to the ground. Red and white matter burst from the back of his head, splattering across the entire wall.

The young girl Susan was in the middle of it, and behind her, on the white wall, was the silhouette of a hunched figure.

The crying stopped abruptly; both mother and daughter were stunned by the sudden two shots.

Lola was equally terrified.

She clearly sensed the bandit's murderous intent and foresaw what was about to happen.

But she still couldn't cross the ethical and moral line deep in her heart, and couldn't bear to watch the bandits kill her child.

Despite her decision to sacrifice herself for righteousness, the instinctive fear of death still made her legs tremble.

The lingering fear returned, and the horrific scene before her made her lose control. A warm liquid flowed down between her legs, instantly soaking the short stockings inside her high heels.

Li Qi was stunned by the scene before him.

I knew Samsung's guns were awesome, but I didn't expect them to be this awesome.

Two bullets, due to the immense recoil of the eight-inch Python revolver, hit the head almost simultaneously.

What's even more remarkable is that the two shots were fired consecutively and calmly. As the trigger was pulled and the bullet was fired, the muzzle rose due to recoil, then naturally fell back down while the gun turned, and the gun was fired again the instant it returned to horizontal position...

The entire movement was incredibly smooth and fluid; the feeling of man and gun becoming one was simply wonderful.

It was as if the bullet wasn't fired, but rather embedded in the bandit's head by hand...

Having lived two lives, Li Qi felt the joy of chivalry and fighting against evil for the first time.

Ignoring the terrified mother and daughter, and the seemingly incontinent Agent Lola, Richard walked through the hall and was about to leave through the back door.

Although the firelight couldn't be seen through the drawn curtains, the loud bang of the Magnum bullets was likely to attract complaints from the neighbors, so they had to leave as soon as possible.

As he passed Lola, Richard felt a pang of pity and whispered a reminder, "Hurry up and go before Adele sees your face! If you stay here, you won't be able to explain yourself."

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