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"Farke!"

"God, this guy's bullet can really turn?"

"Grenade, whoever has a grenade, just blow him up!"

Boom...Rumble!

Hot flames mixed with shrapnel filled the entire room, and all the originally gorgeous and valuable furniture was shattered, next to a fallen sofa.

Cross threw the empty magazine in the direction of the bedroom door, and then took out a wire from a special device beside him.

Straight up to the corner of the sofa.

Dong dong dong...

The hurried footsteps outside the corridor suddenly slowed down, and the originally noisy hotel suddenly became audibly quiet. However, this situation made Cross' expression change.

After looking at the ropes that had been fixed, through the full-length mirror on the side, I could only see one side of the door.

The gun in his hand stretched out from the sofa, and a bullet soared out. With a certain arc, the bullet instantly hit the head of a man who had just revealed his figure.

Farke!

With the roar outside the corridor, the killers on both sides of the corridor in the room leaned forward and shot.

Bullets hit the sofa one after another. Listening carefully to the noisy gunfire, Cross did not panic. As a certain point came, he once again swung the gun and struck in the direction of the door. This time He finally stopped hiding and jumped out from around the corner of the sofa.

"Shet!"

"We can't let this guy get away!"

Scattered bullets interspersed around the speeding cross. Except for a bullet cross that scratched the skin of his shoulder, he was lucky enough to escape the fatal attack.

boom!

Click!

The glass of the window burst instantly, and his figure jumped out.

The body that was descending at high speed quickly adjusted its position, and Cross's gaze looked below the hotel. At this moment, it seemed that with the sudden movement above the Continental Hotel, the killers outside noticed the man who fell from the sky.

Bang bang bang bang!

Holding two guns in his hands, Cross fired decisively, hitting each bullet accurately, raising their heads one by one.

boom!

With the pulling force from the rope behind him, the cross landed smoothly. Looking at the body lying on the ground, he quickly ran towards the distance.

Bang bang bang!

More and more killers rushed out of the Continental Hotel. They rushed madly in the direction of the cross to escape. Winston, who looked extremely ugly, led three of his men to a black car quickly.

Looking at a certain figure walking out of the hotel, his heart trembled slightly. Under his stern scolding, the driver instantly increased the horsepower to the highest level. Amidst the drifting sound of rubbing against the ground at high speed, the car moved straight forward with extremely rapid speed. Rushing down the street.

…

Huchihuchi...

Quickly passing through one street after another, the heart of the cross hangs high, and the killers hidden among the pedestrians are waiting for opportunities.

Bang bang bang!

He quickly killed one of them, and then rolled on the spot to avoid the spinning bullets.

"Shet!"

At this moment, even an experienced cross who can skillfully use bullet time feels in trouble. There are too many killers in the Continental Hotel!

He was always on guard against enemies popping up from nowhere.

boom!

Alarm bells rang in his heart, Cross's pupils shrank, and in his peripheral vision, a bullet with a certain arc shot towards him.

Kankan raised the gun in his hand to his chest. Under his wildly beating heart, the bullet fired in an arc hit the outside of his pistol hard.

boom!

His chest felt tight, his arms went numb, and he let go of the exploding pistol in an instant, jumping to the nearby shop. His eyes looked in surprise at the direction where the bullet came from.

A man wearing a black bucket hat and a gloomy face came into view.

"Farke!"

Knowing that it was the textile factory that took action, Cross was extremely agitated at the moment. With the communicator he had just obtained from a killer, he saw that the target he wanted to kill this time was not only him, but also his son!

The situation was more critical than he imagined. Cross could do nothing about the textile factory blaming him for the disaster, and Gao Daizhi's action made him completely passive.

Through the corner of the window, he looked warily at the place where the man was hiding. The killers of the Continental Hotel were like headless flies, running wildly through the streets.

Simply, there was no connection between the killers in the textile factory and the killers who emerged from the Continental Hotel, which made the cross breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at the scene outside the window, most ordinary people had already rushed home in panic. As for why the police didn't come? The cross didn't seem to care at all.

Not to mention textile factories, the power of Gaotai Table is far from limited to the killer world. Many politicians in the United States are their valued customers, and there are even high-ranking senior figures serving as veterans.

The police will definitely show up, but everything must be resolved after the matter is resolved...

Um?

Noticing some unusual situations, Cross's brows furrowed tightly, and the killers, who were originally like headless flies, all swarmed in one direction.

Thinking of the wanted notice, Cross's heart suddenly shrank. What did he realize?

…

A factory not too far away.

boom!

The door of the factory was instantly blown open by a bomb, and all the workers screamed. However, the killer who rushed over started shooting indiscriminately.

Innocent people fell into a pool of blood one after another. Looking at the tragic situation below, Wesley's eyes were splitting, and even Fox's eyes revealed a trace of unbearability.

"Do not kill me!"

The woman screamed, panicked and pulled the little girl behind her, looking at the man wearing sunglasses with a stern face in front of her in fear.

Glancing at the thin figure, the man's lips curved into a cold smile: "Did you see a strange man and woman? They sneaked into your factory!"

Amidst the gunfire, the man asked coldly.

"I don't know anything, sir, please let my daughter go, please!"

The woman's tears were mixed with snot, and she wailed heart-breakingly.

Frowning, the man who didn't get a satisfactory answer directly pulled the trigger.

boom!

Shot in the head, the man's consciousness fell into endless darkness.

As the shot saved the woman, Wesley looked at Fox, who looked helpless at the side, with grateful eyes.

And this movement obviously attracted the attention of the nearby killers.

"They're here!"

Signaling the woman to leave quickly with the child, Fox took out the second pistol with a serious face.

As the first figure came into view, a fierce gun battle was about to break out.

…

In just half a quarter of an hour, the three of them got out of the window in embarrassment and climbed directly to the roof of the factory.

Fox staggered and pulled Wesley towards the factory gate, and Lin Jue followed closely behind.