"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Booker backhanded, pulled the trigger, and in an instant, both flight tracks collided in the air with an unscientific bullet.

But......

Booker's bullet was directly crushed into slag by another bullet in response, and the bullet that broke through the air, although it also received the impact, was still menacing.

"Bang!"

"Huh?"

Booker raised his eyebrows and looked at the bullet that had collided again, but the hardness was somewhat exaggerated: "Cross!" ”

Wrong.

The cross has been hung, unless the corpse is defrauded, but, if the cross wants to deceive the corpse, I'm afraid he doesn't have this qualification, after all, if he goes to hell, how can he come back and deceive the corpse without Mephisto's permission?

It's Wesley!

Booker's gaze, with a thud, passed through the scout guards outside, and saw Wesley, who was standing on a garbage truck, looking up at the place, his eyes full of endless anger and hatred.

That's when it happened.

"Ahh

Sloane, who was sitting in the boss's chair, suddenly cried out over his shoulders.

Booker turned his head to look.

Next second!

Sloane, who was shot in the shoulder, suddenly fell directly from the boss's chair with an ugly face, but at the moment Sloan fell, his right hand quickly pressed on an unusually hidden switch under the desk.

Boom!

A voice suddenly sounded from under his desk, and as Booker watched, Sloan and his boss chair began to disappear from Booker's eyes as if they had fallen off a cliff.

Booker sneered.

Lift the gun.

Fast?

Can I have my bullets fast?

But......

That's when it happened.

"Tyrone!!"

With another roar from Wesley outside, a bullet broke through the air again, shooting straight at Booker.

Bang!

Booker's muzzle shifted, and with a bang, this time, instead of going head-to-head with the special bullet exclusive to the cross, it hit the bullet directly, changing the trajectory of the bullet, and then looked at Sloan again.

It's just that after being interrupted like this, Sloan and his boss chair disappeared directly in place.

Booker walked over and fired several shots at the floor that had suddenly sunk and closed again.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The bullet slammed into the floor, not in the same way that a normal bullet could sink into the floor, but made the same sound as the metal collided, and bounced straight out in all directions.

"Huh!"

Booker took a step back, Rao was him, he was also afraid of being hit by a stray bullet, looked at the metal floor disguised as a wooden plank, and smiled directly: "Cunning rabbit three holes, so, is this the second hole?" ”

It's not like he wasn't wary of Sloane.

But......

Booker narrowed his eyes and walked to the window, staring blankly at Wesley, who was standing on a garbage truck, pouring countless scalp-numbing mice.

"Wesley!"

"Tyrone!"

Wesley, who was standing on the garbage truck, looked at Booker who appeared at the window, and when the enemy met, his eyes were very red, not to mention the hatred of taking his wife, so he jumped off the garbage truck with a bang and ran towards the workshop quickly.

Seem......

Wesley was afraid that he would be too late and Booker would run away.

"These two strokes?"

Booker looked at Wesley, who ran into the workshop with a look of wanting his life, and couldn't help blinking: "Didn't he think about it, why, didn't anyone shoot him, and didn't you see the corpse outside?" ”

Belch!

In fact, when Wesley ran briskly into the factory and noticed the mountain of corpses in front of him, his scalp tingled and he thought of the corpse with his hands and feet tied in the doorway.

"Wait!"

Wesley stopped, stared at the corpses in front of him in disbelief, and reacted, "What happened?" ”

How could they ......

Wesley's gaze fell on the corpses, his eyes in disbelief, and he couldn't figure out what was going on here.

That's when it happened.

"That's a good question."

“……”

Wesley raised his head with a spurt, raised his gun, and looked at Booker who walked out of Sloan's office, the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife once again overwhelmed the horror in his heart, gritted his teeth, and called out the name of his enemy: "Eddie Tyrone!" ”

Booker turned his head to look at the office behind him.

Although Sloane had just taken advantage of his distraction to hide in a safe room under the floor.

But......

There is a reason why the safe house is called a safe house, Booker may not be able to get in, but, again, Sloan has no way to get out of the safe house through another exit.

If there is another exit, then the safe house cannot be called a safe house.

So.

Booker was not in a hurry, he directly withdrew his gaze, fell his gaze on the underground factory, pushed the bridge of his nose, and then looked like Wesley was standing in a group of rats: "Are you here to kill me?" ”

Wesley looked at Booker, who was not only not afraid, not even apologetic, but only smiling, and was furious: "I will definitely kill you and avenge my father." ”

Booker's tone was unfazed: "Yes, then you are really your father's good son." ”

"Tyrone!!"

Wesley listened to this sarcastic words, his face turned red, and he directly pointed at the condescending Booker, and repeatedly pulled the trigger on his hand: "Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Booker started quickly.

Blade shot.

Cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

His bullets can't compare with Wesley's special bullets that can pierce steel plates, so he doesn't need bullets, and his own shortcomings are compared to other people's strengths, this kind of stupid thing, Booker will do it once, but he will never do it a second time.

In a flash.

Bullets collide with blades in the air.

The blade snapped incessantly, and as it spun and rotated rapidly, fierce sparks erupted, cutting the trapped hard bullets like a cutting machine.

What?

Wesley looked at this scene with a shocked expression on his face full of anger.

Booker tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at Wesley: "Just because I killed your father, you brought so many rat explosives, are you planning to kill me even if you kill everyone in the factory?" ”

After speaking.

Booker shut up and waited quietly for Wesley's answer, like a stern teacher, after asking a question, and then staring at the answer of a student who didn't know if it was a top student or a scumbag.

Obviously.

Wesley is a top student, not a scumbag.

Maybe Wesley is a scumbag, but, at least, here in Booker, in the current situation, Wesley has become a scholar!

Wesley, who was hated by the murder of his father and the hatred of taking his wife, was angry in his mind after hearing this: "I came here this time to destroy you and avenge my father!" ”

Booker's face, a smile, bloomed brightly.

……