"Bang bang!" The explosive sound of gunfire cut through the restless snow night.
It also abruptly stopped the villa occupants who were tangled in the problem concerning Li Huiru.
Almost at the same time, the survivors' hand-held radios crackled with Bi Dahu's urgent voice: "Enemy spotted, they've breached the door! Over!"
With a clatter, everyone stood up, Old Xu sternly grabbed the microphone and inquired, "Dahu, how many people are there on the other side? Over!"
"About 7 or 8 people, over!"
"Old Lin!"
"Understood!" Liu Muhua anticipated Old Xu's command and directed, "Everyone take your positions and prepare to face the enemy."
"Old Xu, is there anything you need me to do?" Liu Fugui, seeing everyone in the villa moving into action while he awkwardly stood aside, felt out of place.
