The butcher fell into a state of confusion, and Black and White didn't care about him, looking down at the two pieces of equipment in his hand with anticipation, this was the first time he snatched the equipment from an NPC!

A pig-killing knife carrying a dream (I have a dream, the killer with the knife is the real killer!)

Sharpness of Faith: 10% chance of destroying a firearm.

Burst of Dreams: 100% shields one bullet with a 24-hour cooldown.

PS: With it, you can be a piglet happily!

Looking at the two pig-killing knives with the same attributes in his hand, black and white suddenly had a black line in his head, and he was so unlucky to be touched by himself, this low-forcing system is really ruining people!

Well, well, my sling doesn't have any expectations for probability or anything, but the effect of shielding bullets is really remarkable! You must know that two knives mean that you can block two bullets in a short time, and if the knife wielder is fast enough, he can swing the knife at close range before the enemy pulls the trigger for the third time! This may be the ultimate means that this fat man really relies on to become famous, but unfortunately, our ingenuity is not just talking, we are cheap!

"Cut, no wonder you always shouted for your brother to draw a knife before, hmph, I know that you villains who talk a lot have a conspiracy!"

Black and white said that the two knives in his hands turned a knife flower flexibly, and the agility made the butcher staggered.

"It turned out that he was still a master of playing with knives, but Lao Tzu looked away!" the butcher looked crazy, and with a push of his hand, he picked up the hanging pork and picked up two hooks at the same time, which meant that he wanted to fight black and white to the end.

Hei Bai looked at the hooks around him that hooked pork, and shook his head with some tears and laughter, "These hooks of yours shouldn't have so much messy effect!"

The butcher didn't understand the meaning of black and white, and flew forward with a roar, but it was not his own two pig-killing knives that faced him, but a cold muzzle of a black hole.

Butcher: MMP!

Bang! The bullet shot straight into the butcher's eyebrows, and the butcher tried his best to put the hook of his hands on his forehead in an attempt to shield the bullet like a pig-killing knife, but unfortunately, he obviously did not understand the importance of equipment.

The bullet was indeed magically touched by the hook, but the strong force still knocked the hook open and shot into the butcher's head, the difference was only that it was aimed at the center of the eyebrow, but it was shot above the right eye.

Poof, the heavy corpse fell, the brains and blood were mixed with the pig blood all over the ground, and the black and white pouted, "Forget about killing pigs, but also kill people!" Now the blood and pig blood are mixed together, I hope you don't throw yourself into the pig fetus in the next life, otherwise it will be miserable!"

A series of gunshots pulled the attention of black and white back, and the outside had already opened the flowers, and the Novitsky with the wolf tattooed on his chest was really powerful, and the gun was accurate and powerful, and he was able to carry the frantic fire suppression of the heavy machine gun.

On the contrary, the four assassin players of the Assassin League were a little depressed, and they didn't even dare to take their heads after hiding in the corners of the wall, but fortunately, they were still able to shoot in an arc again and again, otherwise they would have been killed by the Wolf Gang.

Black and white scratched his cheek and turned to see that Bartlet, who had been broken in two, was throbbing again, forget it, he was not really strong enough to be able to fight against so many people. Turning around and putting on the thermal imager again, he dodged the thermal images and kept sneaking into the interior of the textile factory.

At this time, Wesley and Cross finally encountered obstacles, because of the lack of black and white sniper support outside, and the many killers also recovered from the initial shock, so the advance finally turned into a positional battle-like advance.

However, ordinary killers are naturally not the opponents of father and son, and the fallen corpses pave the way for them to move forward.

Tonight was the night of the killings, and the lives in the textile mill were almost lost in batches, and the father and son could no longer remember how many bullets they had lost, but they knew that the library that belonged to Sloane was about to arrive, and if they were not mistaken, it would be the last difficulty of the battle.

"Be careful, Sloane's guys are very tough. Cross reloaded the pistol.

Wesley nodded, thinking back to the elite killers in his memory, the repairman (who beat him), the butcher (who cut him), the gunmaker (who made a pistol for himself), passerby A, passerby B, passerby C, and ...... Fox!

Well, the limited number of people who can remember are more or less related to him, either giving him benefits or flattening him, and it can also be understood that Wesley is a little cautious and holding a grudge, but he swears that he can remember Fox definitely because the girl is very much in line with his aesthetics.

"There are constant gunshots outside, it should be that Black and White has encountered some accident, it seems that we can't count on him, we must fight quickly, so as not to spread the changes outside. Close forgot that the sky had completely darkened outside his window, and the textile mill had already been plunged into darkness after the explosion and the rain of bullets. In this environment, everyone was almost pulled to the same level, and even Sloan was afraid that he would not be able to hit every shot when he couldn't see it.

Boom!

The sound of foreign objects rolling echoed in the library in the darkness, and no one could shoot easily, this kind of trick could only deceive the novices, who all knew that if they shot easily, they would be exposed by the firelight, and then a bullet would inevitably come and take their lives.

Of course, if the Wesley father and son shoot, then the position will also be exposed and known by others, and then the offense and defense will enter a situation of constant switching, and who can be better in the end depends on strength and luck.

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

Snort!

While everyone was waiting in silence, a strange noise startled everyone, and a large cloud of smoke began to fill the entire library.

“fuck！”

Almost in unison, all the elite killers opened their mouths to curse, and the strange sound before turned out to be not a cover to expose them, but a smoke bomb!

In the thick smoke, the light of the pistol will be very diffuse, and even if you have the best eyesight, you can only see a rough outline, so the situation becomes strange in an instant.

"You've all been deceived!" Wesley's voice came, and the gunmaker followed the sound with a bullet that slammed through, but unfortunately nothing hit.

"Sloan has been creating goals according to his own will, for money, for power, Sloan has used you as a tool in his hands, and his name has long appeared on the list!"

Cross's voice was deep and deep, clearly more convincing than Wesley's, and the elite killers were clearly thinking about it out of their past awe of Cross.

"Is what he said true?"

In the darkness, under the thick smoke, Fawkes's voice seemed so different, and Cross and Wesley, who were hidden in the shadows, also smiled and nodded, just as they had expected, Fawkes was indeed the most obsessed with justice among them.

Airplanes!

The light came abruptly, the power seemed to be restored, and everyone waited, waiting for the moment when the smoke cleared.

This time, Cross didn't break the light bulb either, and the father and son didn't grasp so many elite killers in hard steel, so the heart is the best!

The smoke finally cleared, and miraculously the gunfire outside seemed to have stopped. Cross frowned slightly, he was a little worried about the situation in black and white, and he was also worried that the people outside were making trouble, they should be faster.

"You want to know the truth?"

Sloan's old voice came, and a tall figure appeared in front of everyone so grandly, he was not afraid that Cross would directly hit his black gun, because he understood what Cross was going to do. He wants to save these killers and save the Alliance, so that the Alliance will continue to fight for justice in the world!

Cross's brows furrowed, he didn't expect Sloan to dare to appear so blatantly. But he did not shoot him directly, as Sloan had expected. That's why it's a decent villain.

"Your name is on the list. Sloan took a moment to pull out the papers from behind him, pulled out one and handed it to the gunmaker.

"And yours!" handed another one to Fawkes, but her face turned blue without answering, and her eyes flickered and wavered.

"Your name, yours, and yours, your name, everybody's name is on the list. Sloan slammed all the papers on the table, "If it weren't for me, you'd all be dead by now." ”

Cross looked at this scene and said as if he had expected it: "Don't listen to him, it's because he ordered you to hurt the innocent, that's why your name appears on the list, and you're just being cheated by Sloan." ”

The eyes of the elite killers flickered, obviously dissatisfied with Sloane because of this, but Sloan still opened his hands as if he wanted to hug all the children and smiled: "How are you doing? Gun maker, are your toys still fun? Fawkes, I remember you made up for your lack of lipstick a few days ago! There are others, are the game consoles, TVs, and fitness machines in your bedroom all working well?"

The killers' expressions were a little strange, and they only heard Sloan say again: "Do you think that with the business of the textile factory, you can squander bullets at will? Heroes also have to eat and drink, have a stomachache and go to, and have a great interest in health care, do you think that simply enforcing justice can allow you to live a life of doing whatever you want?"

"It's me! I'm raising you, we can create goals with our own rules, we can change history, we can live like God-kings! Of course, if you want to do something meaningful, you can continue to do the loom's orders to eradicate evil, well, but in your spare time. But believe me, when you enjoy the beauty of life, you will probably not have time to do those 'righteous' things!"

Cross almost shot with a tight grip on his hands, and he found that he was still better at killing, and his mental tactics really didn't suit him. Sloane's move was a trick to take advantage of the greed in human nature, and Cross felt that he had lost and that the alliance would not be able to save him.