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Fox fired his guns with both hands, bang bang bang... bullets flew away. !

Cross is driving alone. Although he can attack and fight back, he has to do two things at once, and he is immediately at a disadvantage.

On the Fox side, Thomas Rogan helps drive.

This was probably the best drive Thomas Rogan had ever done in his life. Although his mind was distracted and his lower body was as strong as a super-dreadnought cannon, after all, everything around him seemed to be very slow and he could react.

So Thomas Logan could hold the steering wheel hard while having a bleeding nose and looking at Miss Fox's long white legs and shaking round buttocks in front of him.

The guns in Fox's hands fired like machine gun fire, and the bullets from both guns were quickly exhausted.

"gun!!"

Thomas Logan heard the hard object on his lower body and asked in shock, "What?" At that moment, Thomas Logan did not think that the woman wanted his little brother.

Fox shouted, "Under the seat."

Thomas Logan sighed, then reached under his seat and took out a Remington shotgun.

There was a hint of surprise in Fox's eyes the moment he took the gun, probably because he was surprised that Thomas Logan's hand was so steady.

But when I looked at Thomas Logan's face, the nosebleed on his lips and the red face were quite a sight.

However, now is not the time to pay attention to such small things.

Remington roared loudly. After all, the big truck is too big. Although those flying beads can't damage the cross, they can damage the car.

Boom boom... After firing six shots, the front of the big truck was almost completely dented, and it finally rushed towards the roadside with a long hiss. At this time, there happened to be a bus crossing the road behind Thomas Logan and his sports car.

Thomas Logan looked at the rearview mirror and thought to himself that he finally escaped, but the moment he breathed a sigh of relief, three bullets arced around the side of the double-decker bus.

The bullet was extremely accurate and hit the rear wheel of the sports car.

The racing red sports car tilted, and then the entire body flipped in the air under the huge inertia.

Miss Fox in front of Thomas Logan had nowhere to exert her strength in the air, so she could only clamp Thomas Logan tightly with her legs.

Thomas Logan felt his heart beat faster and immediately returned to slow time.

Everything slowed down. Thomas Logan grabbed Fox's legs with both hands and pulled back with all his strength. Fox's entire body was dragged from the front of the car into the car.

The red sports car was flying like a champion gymnast doing difficult moves.

After flipping four or five 360 ​​degrees in the air, it landed firmly on the ground and continued to drive forward. However, one side of the wheel was deflated and the rear windshield fell off.

But the cross was really thrown off...

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The only sound left in the car was the heavy breathing of the two people.

Fox's head was next to Thomas Logan's face. She straightened up and said, "Sit aside..."

The actions of the two people at this time were indeed very unsightly.

Fox was riding squatting, holding Thomas Logan's neck, and the touch of the two bodies hugging each other was very obvious.

"Hurry up..." Fox looked at him with complicated eyes, and Thomas Logan felt like he wanted to vomit. Move your body and roll over to the passenger's chair next to you.

Fox's eyes regained their composure, and he turned around flexibly, sat down, and started the car again. Surprisingly, the car could still drive, but two wheels were flat. It's a bumpy ride.

From time to time, there were young men driving by next to him. They all stared at Fox and saluted as they overtook the car and passed by the car window.

Thomas Logan felt a huge sense of fatigue hitting his brain, and he involuntarily began to close his eyes and fall asleep.

……

I don't know how long it took.

Thomas Logan only heard the buzzing of various flies in his ears. He unconsciously swatted the flies away, then slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

Fox is gone. The surroundings look like an abandoned factory floor. The air has a strange smell mixed with rust.

The ground was littered with trash and cardboard boxes.

"Did it work..." Thomas Logan thought to himself, it seemed that he could finally join the League of Assassins.

Thomas Logan looked at the empty workshop and suddenly felt a sense of danger. When he observed carefully, he found that there were several people around the room.

Some of these people were standing against the wall, and some were sitting on the steps.

They didn't look like they were avoiding anything at all. But if you are not careful, you will not notice them. This ability to hide oneself may have become a living habit of these people.

"High-level killer..." Thomas Logan thought about this. His body language says a lot. Those people also realized that they had been discovered, so they looked at each other in surprise.

There were many flies buzzing in the room.

Thomas Logan saw clearly that there was a handsome boy in a red shirt, a bald black man, a fat man, and a tall and elegant beauty in a white dress, who was none other than Fox.

When Thomas Logan looked at her, she looked at Thomas Logan. Thomas Logan always felt like his body was heating up when facing the other party's seductive gaze.

At this time, an old voice from the floor said, "I originally thought you would be shorter."

Everyone stood up and looked up at the building.

Thomas Rogan knew that the person speaking was Sloan, the current boss of the League of Assassins, and the organization's authority on deciphering the names given by the Loom.

Ta-ta-ta-ta... slow and steady footsteps came down the stairs. It was a black man in his fifties or sixties.

He wore gold-rimmed glasses and a black suit that looked very stable and confident.

He didn't look at Thomas Logan, but bent down to take a trash can from the ground and placed it in the middle of the room.

Thomas Logan suddenly found himself facing a big trouble.

He knew what Sloan meant.

This is an exam, Thomas Logan said to himself, and I hate exams the most...

According to the plot of the original movie, Sloan would ask Thomas Rogen to shoot the wings of the flies in the garbage can.

It's a way to test whether Thomas Rogan has "bullet time" blood - the kind that kills Cross.

But Thomas Logan probably doesn’t have any blood. Although in the car, at the last moment, he activated the ability of the law of time twice, the activation situation was completely different from the original movie.

This special ability in the original movie is almost something that comes naturally to the protagonist as he gets older.

Thomas Rogan is a complete imposter.

He hadn't had time to think about it carefully before. The main reason is that I am always in crisis and have no time to think too much.

Sloan turned around at this time and said, "Shoot the wings off the fly." His voice was rich and full of irresistible power, and his hand handed over a cold black pistol at the same time.

After saying that, he turned around and went to the side.

No nonsense here.

Several people in the empty and cold abandoned factory were staring at Thomas Logan.

Thomas Logan's brain was thinking at high speed.

A few seconds later, Thomas Logan felt someone coming from behind. His steps were light, but Thomas Logan could feel them.

That's a dangerous feeling. In the original movie, this man should be the "Gunmaker". He will put the gun to the back of Thomas Logan's head and say, "On the count of three, if you don't shoot, I will kill you."

This is a crude way of forcing people to unleash their potential. The original protagonist Wesley could naturally use this method to force out supernatural powers due to his bloodline, but Thomas Logan could not.

He quickly glanced at the trash can and the heavy pistol in his hand. In fact, up to now, this was only the second time he touched a gun.

As for the fly flying out of the trash can, let alone its wings, it is impossible to hit the body.

The gunmaker stood behind Thomas Logan.

Thomas Logan raised his hand and calmly said something that surprised everyone.

"I want Fox to help me."

"What?" Several people were obviously surprised.

Thomas Logan said at this time, "I have to hold her hand to do it. My ability is unstable."

Since he had only inspired the Law of Time around Fox, he could only let her come over.

Fox looked at Thomas Logan with complicated eyes, "...?"

The people next to him looked at Fox with confused expressions.

To these people, this is obviously a waste of time.

Sloan looked at Fox and suddenly said, "Do as he says."

Does Thomas Rogan really have the talent to kill Cross? His importance to the alliance is too great, and he has to be accommodating.

The gunmaker spread his hands.

Fox walked over with a silent expression, and then looked at Thomas Logan's face with his big, calm eyes.

Thomas Logan looked helpless. Under this gaze, he could hear his own heartbeat.

It felt like a century had passed before Fox silently stretched out his white hand in front of Thomas Logan.

Thomas Logan took a deep breath, and then grabbed the slender catkin.

At that moment, Fox had a slight dodge, but she quickly controlled herself.

Thomas Logan could feel that Fox's emotions were fluctuating greatly under her calm appearance, but her face showed no expression.

Holding Fox's hand, Thomas Logan felt his heartbeat speed up.

The gunsmith then picked up the gun and put it against the back of Thomas Logan's head. He made a click and said, "I'll count to three. If I can't do it, I'll shoot."

His voice was cold.

Thomas Logan immediately sensed a murderous intent, and Fox next to him could feel the veins on Thomas Logan's face beating wildly.

She looked sideways at Thomas Logan in surprise.

Thomas Logan felt that the stimulation was not enough, "Can you come closer?"

Fox's white body hesitantly pressed against Thomas Logan's right shoulder. Thomas Rogan could feel her plump left breast pushing against the outside of his deltoid muscle. Thomas Rogan felt that her body became as hot as a fever.

The gunsmith said several times, and the sound of "One..." came out unexpectedly slowly, and it sounded like a strange sound like a pig howling.

"two……"

Thomas Logan suddenly saw that the fly in front of him was like an oncoming train that was braking suddenly. It was not only getting bigger, but also slowing down.

These flies seemed to freeze in the sky all of a sudden, and their wings were clearly visible like two floor-to-ceiling window screens.

Boom boom boom... Thomas Logan fired eight times until there were no bullets in the gun.

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