The crowd came to the entrance to the basement.

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

Matt reminded.

"Don't worry."

David nodded and smiled: "We are not carried away little gangsters, standing in front of you at this time is the best killer team in the United States and even the world." ”

Ma nodded his head.

Before the operation, he learned about the incident from David, and felt very sympathetic to Wesley, who had helped him and had the same experience, or even worse than him.

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

Seeing this, David smiled slightly.

Turning to someone like Matt, who has a strong sense of justice but is thrown into the dark, learns 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 dismantled the dust bomb in his hand and dumped it all into the basement space.

Around him, David and the others were on standby to prevent Sloan and the others from rushing out.

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

……

Basement space.

"They came closer...... Be vigilant. ”

"No, they seem to have stopped at the basement entrance and didn't move."

"What's going on, I have a sense of foreboding."

"Boss, what are we going to do? Do you want to rush out? ”

"Wait."

Sloane's face was hard to see.

He held a troll in his hand, his heart beat like a fierce drum, and his brain was racing, as if he was thinking of a countermeasure.

Rustle rustle......

At this moment, he suddenly became keenly aware of the meaning of the sound that seemed to be quicksand in his ears.

"Bombs, dust bombs, ......"

Sloan instantly realized that something was wrong, and the capillaries in his eyes ruptured, his eyes were covered in blood, and he let out a hoarse roar from his mouth: "Rush, rush out, hurry, they used a dust bomb!" ”

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

Da Da!!

Footsteps hurried, and they all rushed to the basement entrance.

Although they knew that the other party must be stuck at the entrance, they had no choice at this time.

Either get blown up in the basement or rush out and be killed.

The former will surely die, and the latter will at least have a glimmer of life.

……

"They're ready to run out...... They acted...... Wesley, Fast ...... Don't pour it over, just drop the bomb in it. ”

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

"Okay."

Wesley stopped looking for effect and threw the remaining packets of bombs into the basement.

The crowd then took a few steps back.

Wesley pulled the lighter out of his bosom and rubbed the flint and steel, and the flames rose......

Sou!

He tossed the lighter into the basement a few steps away.

Stimulated by the flames, the dust quickly reached the point of fire, and a small explosion exploded in everyone's ears again, and flames rose from the basement entrance, and the fiery temperature was terrifying.

Although this explosion is not as good as the previous wave, it should not be underestimated.

At least, the average unreinforced human body can't compete.

"Sloan ......"

Wesley stared at the basement entrance, as if waiting for something, and muttered, "Are you dead like this?" It's a little too cheap for you......"

Not only him, but David and others were also staring.

"He's not dead."

Matt's voice again.

This time, everyone has raised their vigilance, and everyone has unconditional trust in Matt's words.

Da Da!!

Sure enough, as Matt said.

At the entrance of the basement, a figure with a pitch-black body, drenched in flesh and blood, faintly smoky and burnt, and completely burned hair, like a demon who had just crawled out of hell, took difficult steps and appeared in everyone's sight.

"David, Wesley......"

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

"I'm underestimating you."

That man was none other than Sloane.

"You're underestimating us, it's a pity...... I look up to you. ”

David didn't mind being angry with the other party: "I thought there would be a fierce battle today. ”

"You think you won?"

Sloane bared his bloody teeth, and the gaze of those terrible eyes moved away from Davy and landed on Fawkes and the others: "You think I betrayed the Brotherhood?" No, you are wrong, it was the Brotherhood that betrayed me and betrayed you!! ”

"Sloane, you've been defeated, you've been defeated."

Fox said coldly: "Committing suicide now can still allow me to retain a trace of respect for you." ”

"Yes, you should respect me."

Sloane's bad words were taken as good words, and he unceremoniously accepted Fawkes's words.

"All of you have been withheld by me, fate is going to execute all of us, it is I who saved you, I saved all of you......"

His voice was a little trembling, resentful and hoarse: "But you have betrayed me now!" You're going to regret it, you're going to regret it, hahahaha! ”

"Sloane, don't try to disturb people's hearts."

Fox was determined and spit on him, "You think I didn't know that you forged our verdict?" Me, David, Wesley, Cross, the Repairman, and so on, everybody...... You've forged everyone's verdict just to get rid of the people you feel are a threat to you at the right time! I know everything!! ”

"You ......"

Sloan was stunned 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's rude to say it again."

David shrugged his shoulders and raised his gun to aim, "Farewell, Sloane." ”

"Hahahaha, you're going to regret it."

Undeterred, Sloan left his last words.

The next moment, the door of the brain was pierced by a bullet, and his eyes lost their lustre, and he died completely.

"It's over."

Wesley looked at Sloane's corpse with mixed feelings.

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

He felt as if Sloan wasn't lying.

But people often burst out with enormous, incredible power before they die.

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

Matt sighed, the matter had nothing to do with him and didn't want to delve into it.

All he had to know was that Sloan wasn't a good man, and that was enough.

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

David looked back at the crowd, the smile on his face undiminished, and his eyes fell on Fox: "We can celebrate in a different place, and at the same time discuss in a small way whether and how the Brotherhood should continue next." ”

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

The gunsmith raised his hand and followed, "Oh yes, you should all know......" and looked at Matt again, "Only you don't know." ”

"The bar is on the east side?" Matt asked rhetorically.

"How do you know?"

The gunsmith was stunned: "You've been there before?" ”

"No, I heard that."

"How is this possible, Fack?"

"The bar is noisy, and you know, I've got good hearing."