“There are armed men making their way into the house…” shouted Duan Jincheng loudly.
Out of a sudden, the glass of the window shattered and a few black grenades were thrown in through the shattered window.
“Oh no! Get down, everyone!” Duan Jincheng had been to Africa before and was very used to something like this.
A blast gushed toward them. While Dun Jincheng and Tang Miao had managed to get down at the very first instance, Yin Ningfu was still behind the table and did not even have the time to see what was happening.