Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Everyone came to the basement entrance.

"Be careful, they heard our footsteps and became alert."

Matt reminds.

"rest assured."

David nodded and said with a smile: "We are not complacent little gangsters. What is standing in front of you now is the best killer team in the United States and even the world."

Matt nodded.

Before taking action, he learned what happened from David's mouth and felt very sympathetic to Wesley, who had helped him and had the same experience, even worse than him.

Therefore, there was no mental obstacle when assisting David.

When David saw this, he smiled slightly.

If you turn to someone like Matt, who has a strong sense of justice but is committed to darkness, you have to learn to be flexible.

As long as Matt is given a premise - the enemy is not a good person, he can go all out and help calmly.

at this time.

Wesley took apart the dust bombs in his hands and poured them all into the basement space.

Around him, David and others stood ready to prevent Sloan and others from rushing out.

In fact, with Matt present, they could clearly sense the movements of Sloan and others through Matt's ears.

…

Basement space.

"They are approaching...be careful."

"No, they seemed to have stopped at the basement entrance and stopped moving."

"What's going on? I have an ominous premonition."

"Boss, what should we do? Should we rush out directly?"

"Wait a little longer."

Sloan's expression turned extremely ugly.

He held a spray gun in his hand, his heartbeat was like a fierce drum beat, and his brain was running rapidly, as if he was thinking of countermeasures.

Swish, swish, swish...

At this moment, he suddenly became acutely aware of what the sound like quicksand in his ears meant.

"Bomb, dust bomb..."

Sloan instantly realized that something was wrong, and the capillaries in his eyes burst. His eyes were covered with blood, and he roared at the top of his lungs: "Rush, rush out, quickly, they used dust bombs!!"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining people panicked, but their actions were not slow at all.

Da da da da!!

There were quick footsteps, and they all rushed towards the entrance to the basement.

Although they knew that the other party would definitely be guarding the entrance, they had no choice at this time.

Either he'll be blown up in the basement, or he'll be beaten to death if he rushes out.

The former is certain to die, while the latter at least has a glimmer of hope.

…

"They're getting ready to run out... They're taking action... Wesley, hurry up... don't fall down, just throw the bomb in."

Matt's face changed slightly and he quickly urged.

"good."

Wesley stopped pursuing effects and threw the remaining packages of bombs into the basement.

Everyone immediately took a few steps back.

Wesley took out the lighter from his arms, rubbed the flint, and the flame rose...

Whoosh!

He threw the lighter into the basement a few steps away.

Stimulated by the flames, the dust quickly reached the ignition point, and a small-scale explosion exploded in everyone's ears again. Flames rose from the basement entrance, and the blazing temperature was frightening.

Although this explosion is not as good as the previous one, it should not be underestimated.

At least, the ordinary human body without enhancement cannot resist.

"Sloan..."

Wesley stared at the entrance to the basement, as if waiting for something, and murmured: "Are you going to die like this? It's too easy on you..."

Not only him, but David and others were also watching.

"He's not dead."

It's Matt's voice again.

This time, everyone was on alert, and everyone had unconditional trust in Matt's words.

Da da da!!

It's exactly what Matt said.

At the entrance of the basement, a figure was completely black, dripping with blood and flesh, with a faint smell of smoky fire, and the hair on his body was completely burned. He looked like a demon who had just crawled out of hell. He appeared in front of everyone with difficult steps.

in sight.

"David, Wesley..."

He was extremely weak, but he didn't know what strength was supporting him to stand in front of David and others.

"I underestimated you."

This person is none other than Sloan.

"You underestimated us, but unfortunately... I underestimated you."

David didn't mind making the other party angry: "I thought there was going to be a fierce battle today."

"You think you won?"

Sloan showed his bloody teeth, and the gaze from those terrifying eyes moved away from David and fell on Fox and others: "You think I betrayed the Brotherhood? No, you are wrong, it was the Brotherhood that betrayed

He betrayed me and betrayed you too!!"

"Sloan, you have been defeated, completely defeated."

Fox said coldly: "Killing yourself now will allow me to retain some respect for you."

"Yes, you should respect me."

Sloan took his bad words as good words and accepted Fox's words without politeness.

"I have withheld the fate of all of you, and fate is going to execute us all. I saved you, I saved all of you..."

His voice was trembling, spiteful and hoarse: "But you have betrayed me now!! You will regret it, you will regret it, hahahaha!"

"Sloan, don't try to disturb people's hearts."

Fox was determined and spat: "You think I don't know that you forged our ruling? Me, David, Wesley, Cross, the repairman, etc., everyone... you forged everyone's ruling

The book is just to deal with the people you think are threatening to you at the right time! I know everything!!"

"you……"

Sloan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and looked at David: "I really underestimated you, David, well done, well done...very good!!"

"In that case, it would be rude to say anything else."

David shrugged, raised his gun and took aim: "Farewell, Sloan."

"Hahahaha, you will regret it."

Sloan showed no fear and left his last words.

The next moment, a bullet penetrated his forehead, his eyes lost their luster, and he died completely.

"it's over."

Wesley looked at Sloan's body with mixed emotions.

Although Matt couldn't see it, he heard the scene more clearly than everyone present.

He felt that Sloan didn't lie.

But people often burst out with huge and incredible power before they die.

Therefore, the words spoken before death are either very true or very false, and it is difficult to distinguish.

Matt sighed, this matter had nothing to do with him and he didn't want to go into it further.

He only needs to know that Sloan is indeed not a good person, and that is enough.

"Everyone, it's time to leave, the police are coming to clean the floor soon,"

David looked back at everyone, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and his eyes fell on Fox: "We can celebrate in a different place, and at the same time have a small-scale discussion on whether the fraternity should continue and in what way.

"

"I know there's a bar near here."

The gunsmith raised his hand and came back to his senses: "Oh, by the way, you all should know..." Then he looked at Matt, "You are the only one who doesn't know."

"The bar is on the east side?" Matt asked.

"how do you know?"

The gunsmith was shocked: "Have you been there before?"

"No, that's what I heard."

"Fake, how is this possible?"

"The bar is noisy, and you know, I have good hearing."