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Chapter 28 The Definition of Peerless (please collect, please recommend!)
Chapter 28 The Definition of Peerless (please collect, please recommend!)
Inside the textile factory, there was a burst of chaos!
Especially after seeing that Locke had eliminated more than a dozen enemies with two bullets, he became completely flustered.
"Junjutsu?"
"How could he understand our spear throwing technique?"
Inside the textile factory, Sloan and other regular employees, who have not yet reached the war, looked at each other when they heard that the interns outside could also be called cannon fodder for their return!
Spear Swing is the Brotherhood's trump card skill.
It would be very difficult for the Brotherhood to occupy a place in the killer world without relying on spear throwing skills.
after all……
Everyone is here to make money, who do you think you are, oh, we are the killers who make money and kill people, and you are the killers of destiny who do justice for the heavens?
It's like, everyone is out to sell, and suddenly a coquettish bitch pops up, saying that she only sells art but not her body. If this coquettish bitch has no backer, she will definitely be rejected.
And the brotherhood's trump card is this hand-throwing spear technique.
But right now?
Sloan stared at the front with a gloomy face, which was divided into several screens, showing the scenes of the chaos outside.
in these pictures.
The sound of gunfire continued, but the firepower sounded fierce, but almost every second, one cannon fodder fell to the ground, and sometimes, there was more than one cannon fodder.
If it weren't for the spear throwing technique, Sloan would have dared to take his head off.
Can……
Where did he steal it from?
Sloan thought so in his heart, but now this is not the point. The point is that the flames of war are about to extend here.
The killer outside is an intern after all, seeing that the other party is alone, but the number of them is still decreasing one by one, they are all retreating towards this side while fighting.
reason?
After the Audi R8 exploded just now, a corner of the city wall collapsed, completely blocking the gate of the textile factory.
at this time.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
"what happened?"
Feeling the vibration under his feet just now, Sloan was slightly taken aback.
Locke threw away the remote control in his hand, felt the sound of three explosions not far from the textile factory in succession, showed a slight smile, walked out of the bunker, and looked at the intact camera: "Now, close the door and beat the dog!"
Said to directly take the textile factory.
Locke has always attached great importance to his commitment.
Sloan stared at Locke's lost remote control in the surveillance, and Locke who cut his throat while looking at the surveillance, his face darkened a bit in an instant.
Three seconds after he had just heard the explosion, he thought of the answer.
The escape route was bombed.
"good very good!"
"I'd like to see how you managed my fraternity by yourself!"
Sloan laughed back angrily. After realizing that he had no way to leave, he directly opened the drawer, took out the pistol that he had not used for many years, looked at the few people in the office, and said in a deep voice: "Kill it!" killed him!"
The repairman and others turned and left expressionlessly.
The sound of each pistol being loaded resounded endlessly!
"Remaining enemies on the battlefield: 69! 』
"Remaining enemies on the battlefield: 68! 』
"Remaining enemies on the battlefield: 65! 』
The moment the people from the textile mill chose to enter the building, basically, for Locke, it was the turtle in the urn.
I love this game!
The moment Locke entered the textile factory, the reminder of the mission "My Destiny is My Mandate" popped up instantly.
At the beginning, the number of remaining enemies on the battlefield is 196.
And now...
Killing one is a crime, but killing one is a hero!
"I am invincible!"
"boom!"
Locke raised his eyebrows, and the silver dancer spewed out a bullet, knocking down the rounded bullet, then dodged to the side, and licked his lips.
Not even a small amount is enough, you guys guess it's too late to join.
Locke said so in his heart.
Show up.
His gaze instantly fell on the body of a killer on the second floor who was leaning against a bunker but whose ankles were exposed.
"boom!"
With a flick of his right hand, in an instant, the golden bullet threw a gorgeous arc in the air, and then, with a bang, like the effect of an explosive bomb, after a scream, it directly shattered that person's ankle.
"what!"
The repairman's ankle burst, and he lay on the ground, roaring: "Fa..."
"boom!"
Before the words were finished, the second bullet struck instantly, without any nonsense, it simply blasted his head, and instantly sent him to hell to report to Mephisto.
"Remaining enemies on the battlefield: 49! 』
The corner of Locke's mouth rose, and the harvesting mode was turned on again.
When they got to the scene, those killer interns were already scared out of their wits. After all, some of them had only been in the industry for a month or two, and even some interns, not to mention human beings, had never even killed chickens. .
"Sloane!"
Locke looked at the old black slave who was passing by on the third floor, threw a bullet over, and shouted, "Wait for me, I'll be right there!"
Sloan: "..."
at the same time!
New York City, Brooklyn!
The Audi R8 with the license plate LKNB was stopped 10 minutes after it was spotted.
but……
Hurrying in front of George, Kate who arrived at the scene opened the trunk and looked at the empty trunk, and the fat, dirty-clothed driver who looked more like a new tramp than a killer suddenly realized something. question.
"George."
"I'll be there in 5 minutes."
"We were duped, not evil hunters."
Kate walked behind the Audi R8, squatted down, sneered, and directly removed the license plate: "The license plate is also fake, fake, and Locke is not here."
"what?"
George, who was driving to Kate's side, was taken aback when he heard this.
next second.
George's mind exploded like a bolt of lightning, and he suddenly realized something.
Here's the bait!
"Bah!"
George directly stepped on the brakes, turned around on the spot, pressed the intercom and said: "This is the bait, hurry up, go to the textile factory, the target of the evil hunter is the textile factory!"
"……it is good!"
Kate Beckett was also taken aback. After replying, she looked at the homeless man who was pinned to the ground, and said to the two police officers, "Take him back to the police station."
The homeless man was almost dumbfounded: "Officer, it's none of my business. Someone gave me a hundred dollars and asked me to drive around in this car. I don't know anything."
but……
It's useless for the tramp to say anything, because no one has time to take care of him now.
"Attention all units!"
"Hurry up to the textile factory!"
"The Evil Hunter might be at the textile mill."
at this time.
Suddenly, a message came from the [-] call center: "Sir, someone just reported that there was a large-scale shooting at the textile factory, and there was an explosion!"
Real hammer!
George's eyes narrowed slightly, and the accelerator under his feet was stepped on again, roaring, and heading towards the textile factory.
damn it.
evil hunter.
This time I will definitely catch you!
……
It's Monday, a new week, begging for all kinds of data to be added!
(End of this chapter)
Inside the textile factory, there was a burst of chaos!
Especially after seeing that Locke had eliminated more than a dozen enemies with two bullets, he became completely flustered.
"Junjutsu?"
"How could he understand our spear throwing technique?"
Inside the textile factory, Sloan and other regular employees, who have not yet reached the war, looked at each other when they heard that the interns outside could also be called cannon fodder for their return!
Spear Swing is the Brotherhood's trump card skill.
It would be very difficult for the Brotherhood to occupy a place in the killer world without relying on spear throwing skills.
after all……
Everyone is here to make money, who do you think you are, oh, we are the killers who make money and kill people, and you are the killers of destiny who do justice for the heavens?
It's like, everyone is out to sell, and suddenly a coquettish bitch pops up, saying that she only sells art but not her body. If this coquettish bitch has no backer, she will definitely be rejected.
And the brotherhood's trump card is this hand-throwing spear technique.
But right now?
Sloan stared at the front with a gloomy face, which was divided into several screens, showing the scenes of the chaos outside.
in these pictures.
The sound of gunfire continued, but the firepower sounded fierce, but almost every second, one cannon fodder fell to the ground, and sometimes, there was more than one cannon fodder.
If it weren't for the spear throwing technique, Sloan would have dared to take his head off.
Can……
Where did he steal it from?
Sloan thought so in his heart, but now this is not the point. The point is that the flames of war are about to extend here.
The killer outside is an intern after all, seeing that the other party is alone, but the number of them is still decreasing one by one, they are all retreating towards this side while fighting.
reason?
After the Audi R8 exploded just now, a corner of the city wall collapsed, completely blocking the gate of the textile factory.
at this time.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
"what happened?"
Feeling the vibration under his feet just now, Sloan was slightly taken aback.
Locke threw away the remote control in his hand, felt the sound of three explosions not far from the textile factory in succession, showed a slight smile, walked out of the bunker, and looked at the intact camera: "Now, close the door and beat the dog!"
Said to directly take the textile factory.
Locke has always attached great importance to his commitment.
Sloan stared at Locke's lost remote control in the surveillance, and Locke who cut his throat while looking at the surveillance, his face darkened a bit in an instant.
Three seconds after he had just heard the explosion, he thought of the answer.
The escape route was bombed.
"good very good!"
"I'd like to see how you managed my fraternity by yourself!"
Sloan laughed back angrily. After realizing that he had no way to leave, he directly opened the drawer, took out the pistol that he had not used for many years, looked at the few people in the office, and said in a deep voice: "Kill it!" killed him!"
The repairman and others turned and left expressionlessly.
The sound of each pistol being loaded resounded endlessly!
"Remaining enemies on the battlefield: 69! 』
"Remaining enemies on the battlefield: 68! 』
"Remaining enemies on the battlefield: 65! 』
The moment the people from the textile mill chose to enter the building, basically, for Locke, it was the turtle in the urn.
I love this game!
The moment Locke entered the textile factory, the reminder of the mission "My Destiny is My Mandate" popped up instantly.
At the beginning, the number of remaining enemies on the battlefield is 196.
And now...
Killing one is a crime, but killing one is a hero!
"I am invincible!"
"boom!"
Locke raised his eyebrows, and the silver dancer spewed out a bullet, knocking down the rounded bullet, then dodged to the side, and licked his lips.
Not even a small amount is enough, you guys guess it's too late to join.
Locke said so in his heart.
Show up.
His gaze instantly fell on the body of a killer on the second floor who was leaning against a bunker but whose ankles were exposed.
"boom!"
With a flick of his right hand, in an instant, the golden bullet threw a gorgeous arc in the air, and then, with a bang, like the effect of an explosive bomb, after a scream, it directly shattered that person's ankle.
"what!"
The repairman's ankle burst, and he lay on the ground, roaring: "Fa..."
"boom!"
Before the words were finished, the second bullet struck instantly, without any nonsense, it simply blasted his head, and instantly sent him to hell to report to Mephisto.
"Remaining enemies on the battlefield: 49! 』
The corner of Locke's mouth rose, and the harvesting mode was turned on again.
When they got to the scene, those killer interns were already scared out of their wits. After all, some of them had only been in the industry for a month or two, and even some interns, not to mention human beings, had never even killed chickens. .
"Sloane!"
Locke looked at the old black slave who was passing by on the third floor, threw a bullet over, and shouted, "Wait for me, I'll be right there!"
Sloan: "..."
at the same time!
New York City, Brooklyn!
The Audi R8 with the license plate LKNB was stopped 10 minutes after it was spotted.
but……
Hurrying in front of George, Kate who arrived at the scene opened the trunk and looked at the empty trunk, and the fat, dirty-clothed driver who looked more like a new tramp than a killer suddenly realized something. question.
"George."
"I'll be there in 5 minutes."
"We were duped, not evil hunters."
Kate walked behind the Audi R8, squatted down, sneered, and directly removed the license plate: "The license plate is also fake, fake, and Locke is not here."
"what?"
George, who was driving to Kate's side, was taken aback when he heard this.
next second.
George's mind exploded like a bolt of lightning, and he suddenly realized something.
Here's the bait!
"Bah!"
George directly stepped on the brakes, turned around on the spot, pressed the intercom and said: "This is the bait, hurry up, go to the textile factory, the target of the evil hunter is the textile factory!"
"……it is good!"
Kate Beckett was also taken aback. After replying, she looked at the homeless man who was pinned to the ground, and said to the two police officers, "Take him back to the police station."
The homeless man was almost dumbfounded: "Officer, it's none of my business. Someone gave me a hundred dollars and asked me to drive around in this car. I don't know anything."
but……
It's useless for the tramp to say anything, because no one has time to take care of him now.
"Attention all units!"
"Hurry up to the textile factory!"
"The Evil Hunter might be at the textile mill."
at this time.
Suddenly, a message came from the [-] call center: "Sir, someone just reported that there was a large-scale shooting at the textile factory, and there was an explosion!"
Real hammer!
George's eyes narrowed slightly, and the accelerator under his feet was stepped on again, roaring, and heading towards the textile factory.
damn it.
evil hunter.
This time I will definitely catch you!
……
It's Monday, a new week, begging for all kinds of data to be added!
(End of this chapter)
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