The enemies were not much better, because Watson had been changing the shooting position, and Alexandra was shooting from time to time. They didn't know how many people were upstairs.
"Damn it! It must be the woman called Julian on the phone!"
Hearing what the leader said, the rest of the people were even more uncertain.
"A woman who can afford to pay 20 million dollars to redeem people, maybe use 20 million dollars to buy our heads!" One of them was completely panicked.
"We did a stupid thing!"
When these hooligans were depressed, Watson found out the general positions of the remaining several people based on his nimble movements to hide back and forth between the oil barrels.
Next, every time he shot, there would be a wail.
The people downstairs quickly fought back, but Watson had changed his position.
Alexandra looked at the murderous man not far away. He seemed to have no mercy, no fear, and was as calm as a lake.