The gunfire that hung in the night sky gradually stopped, and so did the shouts and howls.

It seems that this place, which is full of all kinds of old places, has been completely suppressed. Matthias stood in front of a staircase and thought silently.

After thinking about it, several mercenaries exchanged words with gestures, then crossed Matthias, leaned back against the wall, lowered their footsteps, and walked up slowly. Despite the mercenaries' caution and slow pace, the staircase, which had not had many steps, soon came to an end.

After the mercenaries who acted as the vanguard gestured again, they threw a flashbang and rushed to the second floor with the tactical action of rolling on the spot.

"Bah, bah, bah."

After several gunshots, a signal of security appeared at the entrance of the staircase leading to the second floor.

"Let's go!" Matthias said as he stepped up the stairs.

This was one of the few hobbies he had when he was a child. Because of his gender, his travel is strictly controlled by his mother. It was impossible for him to be outside of the courtyard without permission, so Matthias's favorite thing to do in that youthful life was to play back and forth on the staircase in his free time. Now, the staircase full of memories has been stained red with the red blood. And at the end of this staircase, his enemy, his sister, was waiting for him there.

The wooden door was picked open by an assault rifle.

In the slightly open gap, a dark figure appeared. I saw that after it drew an arc in mid-air, it exploded into a dazzling white light.

Then, a chaotic and somewhat orderly sound of footsteps poured into the room.

"My brother. I didn't expect that after such a long time, your skills still haven't grown! As Matthias was surrounded by mercenaries into the room, he thought about it day and night, and the sound of his body being torn to pieces sounded.

Matthias, escorted by the mercenaries, walked into the room with a calm face. After standing still, he raised his gaze and looked into the room. The arrangement of the room surprised Matthias slightly. Unexpectedly, after so many years, the layout of the room he once lived in was exactly the same as before he escaped, and judging from the layout everywhere and the spotless appearance of the furniture, someone should have come to clean it often.

Looking at Matthias's almost identical stencil with herself, Maltis smiled a little charmingly. "What? Surprised? My brother. ”

"Definitely. I never thought my room would remain the same. Matthias stepped forward and looked at his sister with a calm face.

"Although I took that place from you, I never had the idea of living in this room. As a result, the room has been vacant since that day. Martis was not afraid of the deep muzzle of the gun. On the contrary, the charming smile on his face became deeper and deeper. I saw that her eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness. "Oh, yes. Brother! Do you know that your room has not been occupied for a long time, but it can be kept so clean? ”

"Why?" Matthias knew that he was inferior to his sister in terms of scheming, so he didn't say much and asked straight to the point.

Matthias's non-accepting attitude did not make Martis feel angry, on the contrary, the smile on her face became more and more intense, and she blinked her narrow Danfeng eyes and said, "Hehe." Brother! You're so merciful! Your little maid is in charge of cleaning this room! Oh, oh, right. I saw from the balcony here that the little maid was still dead at gunpoint by your men. What a poor little maid! At the end, Maltis sighed faintly, as if she regretted the tragic death of the infatuated little maid at the muzzle of her master's gun.

"Traitors will be punished!" Matthias's eyes flickered for a moment, and then his voice was firm.

"Huh! It's really cold-blooded! My brother. If you had been so cold-blooded, I wouldn't have had anything to do today. And here, our hometown will not suffer such a catastrophe. Maltis tilted her head and sighed as she looked at the burning houses outside.

Knowing that his sister was scheming, Matthias did not take over the topic, but raised his right hand and waved it forward without hesitation. The mercenaries, who had been waiting for orders for a long time, immediately began to act. The footsteps resumed, and the two mercenaries, holding assault rifles in both hands, stepped forward slowly, cautiously walking towards Maltis, who was standing in the depths of the room. The other mercenaries stepped forward to fill the firepower gaps, keeping them on guard for a possible attack.

Looking at the mercenaries who were getting closer and closer to her, Maltis let out a long sigh and looked up at Matthias, who was protected in the center by the mercenaries. "O my brother! You still haven't grown. ”

As soon as the words fell, a roar suddenly sounded. The two mercenaries who were walking towards Maltis in small steps were suddenly knocked down by an unknown force, and even the moment they fell, a stream of crimson liquid erupted from their necks.

At the same time, the mercenaries standing on guard at the door were enveloped by smoke bombs that came from nowhere.

The thick and pungent smoke immediately caused the mercenaries to feel strongly unwell. All of a sudden, the sound of coughing and gunfire became one.

"Photocopyers. This seems to be the new technology you are advocating, brother, right? As the real murderer who killed the two mercenaries appeared, Maltis looked at her brother, who was still standing upright even though he was surrounded by thick smoke, and said slowly. Unfortunately! Even if it's an intelligence organization you set up, brother, there are people in it who have me. Even though we are enemies between us. ”

Matthias endured the discomfort, stared at the two girls who had returned to Martisse, and said in a cold voice, "A photocopy warrior based on Lily's genes!" ”

"That's right!" Maltis smiled.

At this time, the smoke finally cleared.

The two mercenary squads that were originally following Matills turned out to be only five mercenaries after this inexplicable smoke attack and a riot of indiscriminate shooting. And they still have wounds on their bodies, large and small.

"Huh! Look at! My brother. If you don't need good tools, you have to use time bombs like mercenaries. Now it's all right. Maltis couldn't help but feel a little proud when she saw that she had crippled the menacing mercenary team with a casual ploy. Although Martis was paid handsomely to co-opt several mercenary squads, Adams, who was able to suppress them now, was not here, so after the accident, these mercenary squads did not listen to Matills at all, and even their own teammates were on guard.

"Mercenaries after all!" Matills smiled slightly, and did not pay attention to the status quo.

And Matiels's calm appearance made Martis, who was already in control, hesitate. Although her expression did not change in any way. What's more, in Martiss's mind, the mercenary team that Matilles relied on was almost finished. Outside the aisle, two photocopyist teams were rapidly approaching. It is believed that in less than a few minutes, Martils and his team of crippled mercenaries will die at the hands of the photocopyist team who rushed to help. So, in this crisis situation, what hole cards does his brother, Martils, have not shown?

"Haven't you come yet?" Just as Maltis was wondering, Mathils spoke again.

This sentence immediately made Maltis feel uneasy.

"Yes! There are people in my intelligence organization who have you, but don't forget that you, me, and this family are all connected. Martiels suddenly raised his hands and said in a loud voice: "Although we hate each other, none of this has anything to do with some people. ”

"What?" For the first time, Maltis looked shocked. This was something that Matills had not been able to see since she had taken the position of patriarch.

"It's a subtle feeling!" Matills looked at Maltisse's expression and sighed slightly. "Thank you! My dear friend, Rau-Roy Kreuzer. Thank you for offering such a beautiful plan for my revenge. ”

As Matills spoke, the sound of messy footsteps sounded again in the hallway outside. And this time it wasn't the reinforcements that Martis had imagined. Even if it's a team of photocopies.

"Maltise, my sister. Happy? The team of photocopters you created is now mine. Matills said calmly after straightening his clothes. At this time, there is no joy in his eyes, nor any light of hatred.

"Click."

"Click."

As the team of photocopters arrived, Maltis once again tried to feel like she was being pointed at dozens of guns. It's a very bad feeling.

"Yours is yours!" Martis whispered a code to the two Lily photocopiers on the left and right, then looked at Matills through gritted teeth.

"Really? So, my sister! Am I getting better? Martils smiled.

Maltis snorted and said with that mocking smile, "Yes! I'm good at it! But your vision can't do it! ”

At this moment, Matills seemed to sense a premonition that something was wrong. But before he could speak, this premonition turned into reality.

"Shhh

Matills seemed to hear the sound of his clothes being cut by a sharp blade, followed by a sharp sting that consumed all his sensations in an instant.

"You..." Feeling the sharp pain in his back, and the touch of the warm liquid sliding through his skin, Matills remembered the mercenary who had been guarding behind him, one of Adams's most relied on men! "Why?"

"Are you happy?" The dark chess has already taken effect, and there is no need for Maltis to continue exposing himself to the gun. So she rushed directly to the door next to her, protected by two Lily photocopies. And this scene happened to be seen by Mathils, who was in a near-death state.

"Kill! Kill her!! Team of Photocopies, go! Kill Martiss! Kill them all!! "The danger of dying roaring, the moment Matiels closed his eyes forever, the fatal order was given.

The slaughter is back!

This time, it is no longer the mercenaries who are the protagonists, but the photocopier team that picks up the killing weapon and becomes the protagonist of this killing.