As soon as Bryan entered the house, his spiritual force was triggered as he sensed immense danger incoming. Without hesitation, he jumped to his right and rolled behind a couch.
BANG BANG BANG BANG!
Four bullets accurately hit the spot where he was standing previously. Bryan's fingers tightly clenched around the grip of his pistols as he took deep breaths.
'Two on the second floor and two on the first floor. That bastard is on the second floor.' Bryan thought inwardly as he calmed down his emotions.
He knew very well that emotions clouded one's judgment, especially so in a fight. It was his mistake to wantonly enter the house without much preparation. He had let anger get the best of him.
While Bryan dodged the bullets, he had seen where the shooters were located at. And he had acutely noticed Anthony standing by the wooden railing on the floor above him.