The butcher fell into a state of confusion, and Hei Bai ignored him. He looked down and looked at the two pieces of equipment he had obtained with anticipation. This was the first time he had snatched from the NPC!

The Pig Killing Knife with Dreams (I have a dream, the killer who uses the knife is the real killer!)

The sharpness of faith: a 10% chance of destroying firearms.

The outbreak of dreams: 100% block a bullet, cooldown time of twenty-four hours.

PS: With it, you can be happy to be a piglet!

Hiss! Looking at the two pig-killing knives with the same attributes in my hand, Black and White suddenly had a black line on my forehead. Damn! There is a 10% chance of destroying the gun, but I was so unlucky to be hit by myself. This low-force system really ruins people tirelessly!

Well, okay, we don’t have any expectations for chances or something, but the effect of blocking bullets is really amazing! You should know that two knives mean that they can block two bullets in a short time. If the knife holder is fast enough, he can fully swing the knife in close proximity before the enemy pulls the trigger for the third time! This may be the ultimate method that this fat man relies on to become famous, but unfortunately, our talent for cleverness is not just a saying, it’s a bargain!

"Tsk, no wonder you always shouted to ask me to draw my sword before. Humph, you know that you guys who talk a lot have conspiracies!"

Hei and Bai said as he turned a sword in his hands with great flexibility. His agility made the butcher stunned.

"It turns out that I'm still a master of knives, but I'm wrong!" The butcher looked crazy and pushed the hanging pork out of his hand, picking up two hooks at the same time, which was very meaningful to fight with the black and white fire.

Hei Bai looked at the hooks with pork around him, shook his head with some amusement and tears, "Your hooks should not have so many messy functions!"

The butcher couldn't understand the meaning of Hei and White, so he roared and rushed over, but it was not his two pig-killing knives that faced him, but a cold gun with a black hole.

Butcher: MMP!

Bang! The bullet was shot straight into the butcher's eyebrows. The butcher overestimated his ability to block the hook on his forehead and blocked the bullet like a pig knife. Unfortunately, he obviously did not understand the importance of equipment.

The bullet was magically touched by the hook, but the powerful force still knocked open the hook and shot into the butcher's head. The only difference is that it aims at the center of the eyebrows, but it hits the top of the right eye.

The heavy corpse fell down, and the brain and blood mixed with the pig blood on the ground. He saw Hei Bai curled his lips, "It's okay to kill pigs, but you can kill people! Now the blood pig blood is mixed together and cannot be separated. I hope you don't get a pig fetus in the next life, otherwise it will be miserable!"

Bang bang bang! A series of gunfires pulled back Hei Bai's attention. The flowers were already opened outside. Nowitzki, who had a wolf tattooed on his chest, was really powerful. He shot accurately and had great strength. He could hold a heavy machine gun and suppress it crazy.

On the contrary, the four assassin league killers were a little depressed. They hid in the corner and didn't even dare to take their heads. Fortunately, they could still shoot again and again, otherwise they would have been killed by the Wild Wolf Gang.

Hei Bai scratched his cheek and turned to see the broken Bartray squeaking again. Forget it, he was not so strong that he could fight so many people. He turned around and put on the thermal camera, avoiding the thermal images and sneaking into the textile factory.

At this time, Wesley and Close finally encountered obstacles. Because there was no black and white sniper support outside, and the many killers also recovered from the initial shock, the breakthrough finally turned into a positional advancement.

However, ordinary killers are naturally no match for the father and son. The fallen corpses covered their way forward.

Tonight is a night of killing, and life in the textile factory is almost gone. The father and son no longer remember how many bullets were exhausted. They just knew that the library belonging to Sloan was coming. If they had no mistakes, it would be the last difficulty of the battle.

"Be careful, those guys under Sloan are very difficult to deal with." Close put the magazine in the pistol again.

Wesley nodded, recalling the elite killers in his mind, the repairman (beat him), the butcher (killed him), the gunmaker (made a pistol for himself), the passerby A, passerby B, passerby C and... Fox!

Well, the limited number of people who can remember are more or less related to them. They either have given him benefits or beat him up. It can also be understood as Wesley being a little cautious in holding grudges, but he swears that he can remember Fox because the girl is very in line with his aesthetic.

"There are constant gunfire outside, and it should be that Hei and Bai encountered some accidents. It seems that we cannot count on him anymore. We must fight quickly to avoid accidents outside. "Close forgot that the sky was completely dark outside the window. The textile factory, which was baptized by explosions and bombs, had already fallen into darkness. In this environment, almost everyone was pulled to the same level, and even Sloan was afraid that he would be beaten when he couldn't see it.

Dang chang!

The sound of foreign objects rolling in the dark echoed in the library, and no one fired easily. This trick could only deceive novices. They all understood that if they fired easily, the fire would be exposed, and a bullet would inevitably attack and take their lives.

Of course, if Wesley and his son shoot, they will also be exposed and others will know about their position. At that time, the offense and defense will enter a continuous transformation. Who can be better at the end depends on strength and luck.

However, no one wants to be the first to be killed!

Saw!

Just as everyone was waiting silently, a strange sound made everyone stunned, and a large area of ​​smoke began to fill the entire library.

“Fuck!”

Almost in unison, all the elite killers cursed, and the previous clanging sound was not a guise that exposed them, but a smoke bomb!

In the thick smoke, the lit light of the pistol will appear particularly divergent. Even if your eyesight is good, you can only see a rough outline, so the situation becomes strange in an instant.

"You are all cheated!" Wesley's voice came, and the gunmaker rushed over with a bullet in the sound, but unfortunately nothing was hit.

"Sloan has been creating goals according to his will. For money and power, Sloan regards you as a tool in his hands. His name has long appeared on the list!"

Close's voice was low and heavy, obviously more convincing than Wesley, and the elite killers were obviously thinking out of the awe of the past for Close.

"Is what he said true?"

In the darkness and under the thick smoke, Fox's voice seemed so unique, and Close and Wesley, who were hidden in the dark, nodded with a smile. As they had expected, Fox was indeed the one who was the most obsessed with justice.

Buzz!

The light suddenly came, the electricity seemed to have recovered, and everyone was waiting for the moment when the smoke dissipated.

This time, Klos did not break the light bulb, and the father and son were not sure of so many elite killers, so attacking the heart first!

The smoke finally dissipated, and the magical thing was that the gunshots outside seemed to have stopped. Klos frowned slightly. He was a little worried about the situation of Heibai and was also worried that the people outside would make trouble. They should be quicker.

"You want to know the truth?"

Sloan's old voice came, and a tall figure appeared in front of everyone in a dignified manner. He was not afraid that Close would directly shoot his black gun, because he understood what Close was going to do. He wanted to save these killers, save the Alliance, and make the Alliance continue to fight for the justice in the world!

Klos frowned. He didn't expect Sloan to appear so blatantly. But he did not shoot him directly as Sloan expected. So, no matter how good the villain is, he likes to play.

"Your name appears on the list." Sloan took out documents from behind and took out one by one and handed it to the gunmaker.

"And you are there!" Another one was handed to Fox, but her face turned pale without answering, and her eyes flashed and shook.

"Your name, yours, yours, yours, your names, and everyone's names appeared on the list." Sloan slapped all the documents on the table, "If it weren't for me, you would all die now."

Klos looked at this scene as if he had expected it, "Don't listen to him, it's because he ordered you to hurt innocent people, so your names appear on the list. You are just cheated by Sloan."

The eyes of the elite killers flashed, obviously they were a little dissatisfied with Sloan because of this, but Sloan still opened his hands and smiled as if he wanted to hug all the children: "How are you doing recently? Gunmaker, are your toys fun? Fox, I remember you made up for the lipstick he lacked a few days ago! There are other people, are the game consoles, TVs, and gym machines in your bedroom still easy to use?"

The killers had a weird expression, and Sloan said again: "Do you think the textile factory business can make you squander bullets at will? Heroes also have to eat, drink water, and have to shit when they have stomachache. When they are interested, they want to go to health care. Do you think that simple execution of justice can allow you to live a life of whatever you want?"

"It's me! It's me who is raising you. We can create goals based on our own rules. We can change history. We can live a God-like life! Of course, if you want to do something meaningful, you can continue to eliminate evil according to the command of the loom. Well, but you have to go through your leisure time. But believe me, when you enjoy the beauty of life, you may not have any extra time to do those 'just' things!"

Close almost shot and fired when he tightened his hands. He found that he was still better at killing people, and his tactics were really not suitable for him. Sloan's move was a trick to remove the fire from the bottom of the pot, which took advantage of the greed in human nature. Close felt that he had lost and the alliance would not be able to save it.
Chapter completed!