Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

Everyone came to the entrance of the basement.

"Be careful, they heard our footsteps and started to get alert."

Matt reminded.

"rest assured."

David nodded and smiled, "We're not smug bastards. Standing in front of you right now is the best killer team in the United States and even the world."

Matt nods.

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

Therefore, when assisting David, there is no psychological barrier.

Seeing this, David smiled slightly.

To seek help from someone like Matt, who has a strong sense of justice but is also involved in darkness, he must 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 disassembled the dust bomb in his hand and poured it all into the basement space.

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

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

……

basement space.

"They're approaching...Be careful."

"No, they seem to have stopped at the basement entrance."

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

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

"hold on."

Sloan's face was extremely ugly.

He held a spray gun in his hand, his heartbeat was like a fierce drumbeat, and his brain was running fast, as if he was thinking about countermeasures.

rustling rustling...

At this time, he suddenly and keenly realized what the sound like quicksand coming from his ear meant.

"Bomb, dust bomb..."

Sloan instantly realized that something was wrong, the capillaries in his eyes ruptured, his eyes were covered in blood, and he let out a hoarse growl: "Come on, go out, hurry up, they used a dust bomb!!"

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

Da Da Da Da! !

With hurried footsteps, they all rushed to the entrance of the basement.

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

Either be killed in the basement, or rush out and be killed.

The former is certain to die, while the latter at least has a chance.

……

"They're going to run out...they're moving...Wesley, hurry up...don't fall, just throw the bomb in."

Matt's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly urged.

"it is good."

Wesley stopped pursuing the effect and threw the remaining packs of bombs into the basement.

Everyone stepped back immediately.

Wesley took out the lighter from his pocket, 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 fire point, and a small-scale explosion exploded in everyone's ears again. The flames rose from the entrance of the basement, and the blazing temperature was chilling.

Although the explosion this time was not as good as the previous one, it was not something to be underestimated.

At least, an unenhanced ordinary human body cannot compete.

"Sloan..."

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

Not only him, David and others are also staring.

"He's not dead."

It was Matt's voice again.

This time, everyone has raised their vigilance, and everyone has unconditionally trusted Matt's words.

Da da da! !

Exactly what Matt said.

At the entrance of the basement, a figure with a dark body, dripping with blood and flesh, with a faint smell of smoky burnt, and completely burned hair, like a demon who just crawled out of hell, appeared in front of everyone with difficult steps. in sight.

"David, Wesley..."

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

"I underestimated you."

This person is Sloan.

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

David didn't mind being angry with the other party: "I thought there would be a hard fight 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 us!!"

"Sloan, you have already lost, and you have lost completely."

Fox said coldly: "If you commit suicide now, I can still retain a trace of respect for you."

"Yes, you should respect me."

Sloan took bad words as good ones, and unceremoniously accepted Fox's words.

"I have withheld all of your destiny verdicts. Fate wants to execute all of us. I saved you, I saved all of you..."

His voice was trembling, resentful 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 verdict? Me, David, Wesley, Cross, the repairman, etc., everyone... you forged everyone's verdict Books, just to get rid of people you think are a threat to you at the right time! I know everything!!"

"you……"

Sloan was taken aback 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 impolite to say so."

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

"Hahahaha, you will regret it."

Sloan was unafraid to leave his last words.

In the next moment, a bullet pierced his forehead, his eyes lost their luster, and he died completely.

"ended."

Wesley looked at Sloan's body with complicated emotions.

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

He felt as if Sloan hadn't lied.

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

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

Matt sighed, this matter has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't want to get into it.

All he needed to know was that Sloan was indeed not a good man, and that was enough.

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

David looked back at the crowd, with a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on Fox: "We can celebrate in another place, and at the same time discuss in a small group, whether the fraternity should continue and in what way. "

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

The gunsmith raised his hand and then came to his senses: "Oh, by the way, you all probably know..." Then he looked at Matt, "You probably don't know."

"About 300 meters to the east?" Matt asked.

"how do you know?"

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

"No, I heard it."

"Fuck, how is this possible?"

"The bar is loud, and you know, I'm very hard of hearing."