In an instant, there was an earth-shattering sound in the library, and the explosion swept through the room.

The mechanics and others at the center of the explosion lost their lives in an instant before they could make any moves.

Wesley was not having a good time, although he had a bookshelf to protect him from disaster, but because of this, the collapsed bookshelf fell directly on his body, crushing his legs.

Except for Sloane, there is a saying that the son of a daughter can't sit down, although he has not heard it, but he understands the reason, and when he ordered the killers to shoot, he quickly left the library, intending to drive back to his hideout.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Wesley, choking on the smoke, coughed repeatedly, and he moved his waist to pull out his leg pressed under the bookshelf, but unfortunately, the bookshelf was too heavy, and his self-help action did not do anything, but brought a heart-rending pain.

When the bullet time ended, the adrenaline slowly wore off, and Wesley's eyelids were heavy, and he only felt like he would fall into a coma in the next second.

It was at this time that he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps in his ears, which were slowly walking towards him.

"Could it be Sloane?"

Pushing back his spirits, Wesley wanted to pick up the pistol that had fallen from the side and make a final resistance, but the pistol was too far away, and he stretched out his arm, but it was still a little bit behind, and he could only watch weakly as the man approached closer and closer, and finally stood in front of him.

The person who came was Rosen, and when the explosion occurred, he was observing not far from the textile factory, and only after about the time was almost up, he took a gun into the textile factory, and one by one rushed to the guys lying on the ground to replenish the guns to prevent the existence of fish that slipped through the net.

"You're still alive, it's really life-threatening."

Rosen looked at the dying Wesley, and shook his head with a sigh, should he be the protagonist, he can survive such an explosion, but depending on the other party's situation, it will take a few breaths at most.

Sure enough, seeing that it was Lawson coming, Wesley opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his injuries were so serious that he still couldn't speak, so he closed his eyes unwillingly.

Boom!

When Wesley's life was over, Lawson pulled the trigger and shot him in the head.

He then replicated the operation on the rest of the corpses, ensuring that his mission was completed.

"The killers of the entire textile mill should be all here."

When you are a killer, you must keep your promises, and you have said that if you eradicate the textile factory, you must kill all of them, and you can't do it without one.

Rosen knew that Sloan had always been cautious, and after the incident of the cross, he could not give the enemy a chance to break through, especially since this enemy was still the son of the cross, and Wesley was likely to do the same, shoot a shot to change places, and destroy the wings of the textile mill little by little.

Therefore, when he found out about Wesley's revenge action, Sloan, who didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, shrank all his strength and waited for Wesley's arrival, but Sloan didn't expect that such an approach would also give Rosen a chance.

In order to catch them all, Rosen planted a large amount of explosives in the library in advance, thanks to Fox's cover and Sloan's attention to Wesley.

All in all, the result was good, the textile mill's top killer was killed and wounded, and Sloan was the only one who narrowly escaped.

"That old guy in Sloane is indeed clever enough, but he won't be able to escape for long."

Rosen didn't worry about Sloane, knowing that Fawkes was already following, and after making sure that there wasn't a single living person in the entire mill, he set a fire in the library and burned all the materials stored there.

At this moment, there was a shock in his waist, and Lawson took out his mobile phone to see that it was a text message from Fox.

The text message was very simple, not much language, just a detailed address, and Rosen understood that this was Sloan's hideout, and it seemed that Fox had already succeeded in it.

......

A room in a building.

"Listen, Fawkes, I can explain the problem about the Destiny Weaver."

Feeling the cold muzzle of the gun against the back of his head, Sloane stopped what he was doing, and slowly turned around at the request of the other party.

"If I hadn't done this, you'd have died long ago......"

Sloan wanted to repeat his rhetoric, trying to persuade Fawkes to put down his pistol and sit down and talk.

But Fawkes didn't want to listen to Sloane's nonsense, so she pulled the trigger and shot Sloan in the left hand that was trying to steal the pistol, then raised the pistol and aimed it at Sloan's head.

"You'd better be honest and obediently stay still."

Fawkes's eyes are complicated, no matter what Sloane's character is, but she was raised by the other party after all, even if she is now planning to leave the textile factory and quit the killer career, she still can't bear to really kill Sloane.

Seeing the hesitation in Fox's eyes, Sloan's heart moved, and he said emotionally: "Time flies so fast, I remember when I first found you more than twenty years ago, you were just a little girl, crying there at a loss......

Listening to Sloan's stories from the past, Fawkes' pistol hand became less determined, and just as she was becoming more and more faltered, Rosen arrived.

"Alright, Fawkes, you go out first."

Patting Fawkes on the shoulder, Lawson motioned for the other party to take care of it himself, Fawkes was visibly relieved, nodded, and turned to leave the room.

Looking at Sloan again, the old man's face was so black that he couldn't be darker, but he could still hold his breath and asked, "Tell me, how much money do you want to spare my life, a million, or two million?" ”

"It's not a question of money or not."

Rosen smiled and shook his head, for him, if Sloan didn't die, he wouldn't be able to complete the mission, and if he couldn't complete the mission, he wouldn't be able to exit Borry Street and gain real freedom.

Seeing that Sloan opened his mouth and wanted to continue to increase the weight, Rosen didn't bother to say more, immediately pulled the trigger, and responded to his determination with actions.

Boom!

When the gunshot rang out, a large hole appeared in Sloane's head, and his body slammed weakly on the ground, his expression was very shocked, as if he had not expected Rosen to shoot like this.

But this is the case, no matter how brilliant Sloan and the textile mill he led were, even making the high table faintly jealous, he was a mortal after all, and his life was ended by a random bullet.

"It's also a reminder that I need to be cautious."

Sloane's death is also a wake-up call for Rosen, don't look at the fact that he now has a master-level shooting ability, and he also has a mastery of arc shooting, which seems to be very remarkable, but when it comes to physical defense ability, it is still only the level of ordinary people, so it is better to be careful.

"Luckily, Sloane is finally dead."

Rosen's expression was slightly relaxed, after this incident, he was finally able to rest for a while, although this rest time was destined not to be very long.