Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Chapter 267 is now circulating.

It was only then that Han Che finally noticed something was wrong: the number of people on the East Building was incorrect!

But now he has jumped out of the cover, and his body is completely exposed in the air!

"In that case!"

Han Che steeled his heart, his gaze instantly turning fierce, his eyes flashing red light!

Da da da da da da da da da da!

Han Che leaped into the room and pulled the trigger all the way down. The gunshot was muffled by the silencer, and the roar of the giant wave fired countless bullets, which flew wildly in the narrow room.

Just as the two enemies inside the room were about to engage, they were knocked down behind the tables and chairs by a hail of bullets.

Bullets ricocheted between the tables, chairs, and walls in the room, scattering countless sparks.

Han Che, who rushed into the room, spun around like a top, dodging left and right.

He single-handedly dominated the center of the room, making the enemies on both sides unable to raise their heads.

However, he did not grab the enemy who was lying on the ground unable to move!

Because behind him, outside the door, at the window, and at the main entrance on the first floor, there were two more murderous intents staring straight at him!

Han Che was covered in sweat. Four... no! Including the one who was crippled, there were five people here!

There are two teams here again!

He dared not linger for even a second. If he were delayed by four or five people in such a narrow place, even a second would be too late to save him!

So he didn't slow down at all. After suppressing the two enemies in the room, he rushed in through this door and immediately crashed straight out through the opposite door.

In just a few short seconds, the floor of the room was covered with shell casings, filled with smoke, and a complete mess.

As the gunfire subsided, two players entered the house from outside the east building, but Han Che had already disappeared.

A player emerged from under the desk in the room, looking disheveled, and saw two familiar faces. He coughed twice.

"Cough cough cough cough... Damn it, where the hell is everyone?"

A man who had just come in from outside frowned and muttered, "He got away! Is there something wrong with that guy? He went in through this door and went straight out through that door without stopping for a second! I was just aiming to shoot him in the back!"

Another person chimed in, "I'm speechless. How can he just go wherever he wants? And what were you two doing? He charged into your encirclement all by himself and you thought he could escape?"

The man who crawled out from under the table wiped the dust off his face and cursed, "You think it's so easy for you! Er Gouzi and I were guarding this tiny room, and he barged in and circled around us so we didn't dare utter a sound."

"Have you ever seen that kind of marksmanship? He was shooting in circles! I missed one shot, and my helmet was completely shattered! I'm lucky to be alive!" The man pointed to his helmet, which had a large hole in it, but the inner liner was still attached.

"What a load of bull! Spinning around while you fight! Do you think this is a movie? Bullet time, you know!" one of them sneered.

"Hey? Right, why are you the only one here? Where's Er Gouzi?"

"He's lying under the table across the street. He just peeked out and tried to shoot. I guess he's in a similar situation to me. You can ask him if you don't believe me!" The man who crawled out from under the table pointed to the opposite side, and the three of them walked over in the direction he pointed.

"Ergouzi! Stop lying there! Everyone's gone!"

The three of them walked around the bullet-riddled desk and stared in disbelief when they looked under it.

A person collapsed to the ground under the table, with a large pool of dark red liquid beneath him. The three people were shocked when they saw this and immediately worked together to drag his body out, turn him over, and instantly gasped in horror.

Er Gouzi had more than a dozen bullet holes clearly visible from his forehead to his chest!

They're long dead!

……

Han Che rushed out of the room by the door and, without stopping, went straight to the equipment requisition room and closed the door.

There's a hole in the ceiling of that room; you can climb up and go directly to the second floor.

The two enemy teams were still searching the first floor, while Han Che had already climbed up to the second floor.

As Han Che turned the corner of the corridor, he saw Xiao Bai looking around curiously at the door of the manager's office.

Han Che immediately waved to signal, then rushed into the manager's office to meet up with Xiao Bai.

"Han Che, what happened? Did you get into a fight downstairs?"

Han Che leaned against the wall, hands on his knees, panting heavily. "The situation is terrible. There are two other teams downstairs! At least five people each!"

"What!" Xiaobai exclaimed in shock. "How can there be two more teams? Can you be sure they're not just ordinary passersby?"

Xiao Bai still clung to a last shred of hope, but Han Che shook his head in response.

"It's the Joker Gang. Their two teams aren't fighting each other, and they're even using gunfire to signal each other to the blond-haired guys in the West Tower!"

Xiao Bai and Boss Zhao both looked grim. The situation had deteriorated rapidly. The two buildings on the east and west sides were already in a difficult situation with two teams blocking their way.

Now it's a three-way attack, and there are still two more behind them. Yes, the three of them are stuck in the middle, and the worst part is...

Han Che could no longer hold the glass corridor. After the gunshots rang out from the east building, the people on the west building obviously noticed this as well, and the four of them began to slowly advance.

But they still dared not charge. The man with the severed limbs was still placed at the front. The four of them moved forward with extreme caution, taking one cover after another.

"What should we do?" Boss Zhao asked.

"It's not easy to hit." Han Che licked his lips, thought for a moment, and then shook his head. The giant wave was indeed a HAF coin launcher. More than half of the three hundred gold bullets he brought in had already been used up.

Moreover, the golden armor is also quite damaged and cannot be repaired.

Most importantly, he can't guarantee a win. Dying is fine, but the reputation of Club 78 is truly in jeopardy.

Han Che gave Xiaobai a deep look, suppressing his fighting desire. "Forget it, let's go, let's retreat! Let's go from the east building balcony, jump down, and go through the parking lot. We should be able to avoid that team from the east building!"

"Okay!" Xiaobai replied.

Boss Zhao was a little stunned. What did he mean by "not easy to fight"? Why did Han Che seem a little unwilling?

Is he trying to take on four teams at the same time?

But Han Che didn't waste any more time; without further ado, he immediately led the team to set off.

He leaned out of the manager's office and engaged in a gunfight with the AK guns lined up along the glass corridor.

Although his marksmanship was more accurate, facing four lines of fire simultaneously was still difficult for him to handle.

Armor was rapidly depleted under the hail of bullets, and areas without armor protection were constantly being damaged.

Han Che could only rely on the few available covers in the corridor to force a gunfight, giving Xiao Bai and Boss Zhao a window of opportunity to leave.

Finally, the three of them successfully moved to the balcony. Before the east and west sides could completely enclose the area, they jumped down and ran wildly towards the parking lot!