After the loud noise, the scarred middle-aged man finally stabilized himself and heard intense gunfire from outside.
"What the hell is going on?"
The scarred middle-aged man couldn't be bothered with killing two FBI agents, hurriedly left the room, and went outside to check the situation. What he saw shocked him to the core.
His estate was built to the standards of a military fortress, with a one-foot-thick iron door at the entrance, and a bunker guarded by armed personnel he hired at great expense. The entire estate was protected by walls several meters high and under strict surveillance at all times.
It's no exaggeration to say that as long as he didn't want to, not even a fly could get close, let alone break into his estate.
But at this moment.
His proud fortress had, surprisingly, been blasted open by artillery, leaving a huge gap. The bunkers and walls had collapsed, smoke was everywhere, and it was a complete ruin.
