Author: Naive Vertical Pupil

The unique skills of the Mutual Aid Association that Catalia now uses were taught by Locke. The gun arts summarized by Locke himself are too complicated and difficult to get started, so he wrote a set of gun battle techniques based on the Mutual Aid Association's arc ballistics.

, those who do their jobs are qualified to study.

At this time, the man in black opposite Catalia used similar techniques, which made Locke raise his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that there was someone behind the Mutual Aid Association. Fortunately, when he was dealing with the Mutual Aid Association, he was in the textile factory.

No clues left.

"It seems you are not going to give it." The black-clad killer stared at Catalia.

"I think you'd better prepare your last words now." Catalia threw away the empty gun in her hand and pulled out a Bereta from her back.

"You have learned the skills of the mutual aid association well, but it is still a little bit short of heat, so..." As he said that, the killer in black threw away the empty gun in his hand, rushed forward suddenly, and took out a pistol from his armpit with his right hand.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

The two sides started to exchange fire again, and in the end, Catalya's right calf suddenly felt a sharp pain, which made her scream in pain, but the last bullet in black hit her.

Immediately afterwards, the black-clothed killer approached quickly with a grim smile, and grabbed Catalya's right hand with a gun and raised it.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the black-clothed killer clenched his fist with his other hand and hit her in the abdomen: "Don't think that if you eliminate Mutual Aid, some pawns will be proud. You and the people behind you will soon be one by one.

Find it out.”

Under the sudden and fierce attack, Catalia lost her strength for a moment. She could detect that the other party was a master, but Locke had sold it in secret twice before, causing the black-clothed killer to scratch his shoulders and his vision to be affected.

I still lost when I thought about it.

After all, what Catalya is best at sneaking into sneak attacks. Head-on battles are not weak, but there is still a gap compared to top players like Black-clothed Killer.

With a large number of troops and this powerful black-clothed killer, no wonder Lorraine was caught if she missed.

However, Catalia was not desperate. She looked at the other person with pity instead, because she knew that Locke had been observing the other person and would definitely take action at this time.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Do you think you will have a chance to turn the tables?" The black-clad killer was sure to win, and his originally cold face was filled with a cruel and excited look:

"It seems that you are like the woman I was caught before, a stubborn guy, but it doesn't matter. When you bring you back to the United States, there are ways to entertain you. I want to see who is, and you dare to go with us.

Go against it!”

As he said that, the killer in black grabbed the gun from Catalia's hand and pointed it at her chin: "Let's go with me now, there's the last bullet in it."

"You don't need to spend so much effort," Catalia suddenly smiled and said, "It's actually very easy for you to see the boss behind me!"

At this moment, the black-clothed killer suddenly stood upright all over his body because he noticed that there was a person behind him.

"So there is someone behind the mutual aid association that I have eliminated." When the words came out, one hand had already pinched the black-clothed killer's neck and carried him in mid-air:

"Actually, I'm very curious about you too. Don't need to go back to the United States. I think you should tell me what you know now."

The voice sounded very young, and the next moment, a severe pain came from both legs, but Locke directly kicked the killer in black and broke the knee, and then he saw an extremely young and handsome face.

"Who are you?" the black-clad killer stared at Locke tightly and asked gritting his teeth.

"Aren't I supposed to ask who you are doing for?" Locke said, lifting Catalya's injured calf and brushing her palms by. The wound that was already bleeding had recovered as before.

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed killer's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes looking at Locke were full of disbelief.

"It turns out it's the Youying family. You work for Carlotte. I heard Deborah say that she doesn't seem to like this cousin who always competes with her in every aspect."

By absorbing divine thoughts, Locke instantly grasped the person behind the other party. He really didn't expect that the financial owner behind the Mutual Aid Association was actually the Youying family, or several old American families, including the Youying family.

While the textile factory operates its own killer business, it is just an organization that provides thugs to these old families in exchange for a certain degree of protection.

Otherwise, the textile factory would not have a comparable intelligence network to the mainland hotels that control the global killer trading platform with just a few hundred people at one headquarters.

This black-clad killer was once one of the elite killers of the textile factory. Later, he was recruited by one of Deborah's cousins ​​to do business for the other party.

"For the sake of being an acquaintance, should I play a game?" Locke said casually, but he was digesting the information he had just obtained, thinking about how to deal with this person.

"Who are you?!" At this time, the black-clothed killer's expression had turned into horror. He clearly didn't say anything, but why did this guy know everything.

And the woman's injury was cured just now. This was not a power that humans could possess. The pressure from his body was like he had seen the man who was said to be Carlott's great-great-grandfather before.

Could it be that the person in front of me looked like that adult, and he looked like he was twenty years old, but in fact he was over one hundred years old?

When the other party was thinking about it, facing the information he just received, Locke couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Why did he feel that this is not an ordinary world as he learns more about the world of American dramas?

It’s just obvious that this black-clad killer knows only a limited amount. If you want to know more, you have to start with the Youying family.

"How about handing him over to me, boss." Catalia also came back from the replies' injuries at this time, and looked at the black-clad killer with some danger.

"You can handle it, but don't delay too long. There is still life in a while. She has to rescue Lorraine before the people in the base realize something is wrong. She has suffered a lot." Locke said as he dialed.

Talk to Vanessa's phone call.

"It won't be delayed, I just want to do it myself." As he said that, Catalia picked up his gun from the ground again, looked at the killer in black and said, "There is still a bullet, this may be God."

The will of

"Since you know, you dare to go against us. You really don't know how to live or die. You will definitely die miserably. Your relatives and friends..." Seeing this scene, the black-clad killer couldn't help but start cursing.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot in the dark, the black-clothed killer's scolding disappeared. Catalia put away the gun and looked at Locke: "What should I do next, boss."

"Let's go, the new car Vanessa prepared for me should arrive. Let's go and pick up Lorraine." Putting away the phone, Locke reached out and the body of the killer in black turned into ashes.
Chapter completed!