The crew, by this point have already made it past the first two rounds of guards and made their way towards the basement. They didn't kill anyone, but just knocked them out more than long enough to get mark back and for the police to come.
Just as they were getting towards the door, Machete comes out from the dark dining room and clocks Wade right in the jaw. He falls to the floor in a heap, he was out cold. Molly tries her hardest not to scream. She steps up to slay the dragon that is this monster.
"Silly girl. Do you think you can defeat me when I knocked your boyfriend out," taunted the sadistic asshole.
"As the saying goes, 'hell hath no fury like a woman scored,'" responded Molly.
She bends down and side kicks his legs out from underneath him. He reaches for a knife on his belt. She takes her knife, slices his arm, and punches him squarely in the temple. Machete is going to be out for a long time. She swipes his knife out of the holdster.
"He won't be needing that anymore."
Bob and Mandy just stood there in absolute amazement. They have never seen Molly be that violent.
"I had to be done," said Molly, "let's go get Mark."
"What about Wade," asked Bob.
"He'll wake up; we need to get Mark."