The wanton life of a certain beauty

Rumble!

The dark clouds that shrouded over Jersey City and New York City finally could no longer be held in after holding it in all afternoon. At the moment of nightfall, they completely poured down.

"It's been a day."

In the textile factory, Sloan stood at the window of his office, looking outside, followed by a sound of thunder, and then pouring down, seeming to turn into a world of rain, and said to himself.

next second.

Sloan turned around, looked at the repairman sitting on the sofa and peeling an apple, and said in a deep voice: "Is there no news about Firefox yet?"

The repairman who was peeling apples looked up at Sloan, sneered and said, "You should have let me go yesterday."

Sloan ignored the repairman's words and asked again: "Where is the killer who followed Firefox? Is he back?"

The repairman shook his head: "No news yet."

For an instant.

A very bad feeling completely enveloped Sloan's heart after the repairman said these words.

Sloan looked at the repairman: "Keep them alert..."

The voice didn't fall!

boom!

As another sound of thunder fell, the roar of the sports car followed closely behind, seeming to chase the sound of thunder, and then resounded throughout the textile factory.

Swish!

Sloan looked outside the window.

In sight, on the only road leading to the textile factory, a fiery red sports car, like a dazzling red lightning on a rainy night, roared over in an instant.

Sloan Pupil Earthquake!

"Boom!"

The fiery red sports car did not drive directly into the castle, but parked outside the castle.

It wasn't that Booker didn't want to drive in.

But...

The drawbridge has been pulled up.

"Ah."

Booker opened the car door without fear of the wind and rain outside, then walked to the trunk and pulled out a trainee killer with his hands and feet tied inside.

The only purpose of his trip was to kill people.

I'm not afraid of killing people, let alone this little rain?

The trainee killer's eyes were full of fear, and he looked at Booker and screamed.

Booker held the unlucky trainee killer with one hand without any expression, and slowly turned on the safety of the pistol in his hand with one hand. He raised his head and greeted the repairman who had just run up to the castle with a smile. : "Hello, is Sloan in there? Haha, look what I found?"

talking.

Booker pushed the trainee killer in front of him who was about to collapse.

This guy thought he was hiding perfectly, but in front of Booker's reconnaissance guards, it was as if he had no clothes on. After Booker walked out of the hotel with Firefox's body in his arms, he just walked over and hid it in the hotel. The guy behind a tree was taken away directly to prevent him from coming back early to tip off Sloan.

The repairman above the castle shrank his eyes and looked at Booker below.

"Where's Firefox?"

"died!"

"what?"

Booker looked at the repairman above the castle with clear eyes. Looking at the repairman who seemed a little stunned, he smiled and said, "Do you need to be so surprised? Don't you know what happened?"

The expression on the repairman's face quickly recovered, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Tailon, this is the last warning, get out of here!"

The cross killed them so much that they dared not go out.

Booker kills the cross.

Summarize……

Booker is stronger than Cross.

"Hahaha."

When Booker heard this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. He looked at the repairman on top of the castle and almost cried tears of laughter.

But the repairman didn't dare to smile, and stared at Booker below as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

at this time!

Booker suppressed the smile on his face, raised the silver M1911 in his hand, pointed it directly at the unlucky trainee killer in front of him, and fired instantly!

"boom!"

"Boom!"

With a splash of water, the trainee killer was shot in the back of the head and fell to the ground without any struggle.

The repairman on top of the castle took a deep breath.

Booker then stared at the repairman expressionlessly: "I just think about it now. I am scarier than the cross. Why did I go there so early?"

The repairman said nothing.

Booker then took a step forward.

A clatter.

The irritated repairman took the shotgun from his back, pointed it directly at Booker below, and warned in a deep voice: "Last warning, Tyrone, the boss said, I promise you, after you leave, you won't get a penny." I’ll give it to you.”

Ha ha?

Are you afraid now?

Ah!

Booker raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the repairman, and said in a very calm tone: "It's too late. By the way, you don't think this wall can stop me."

The repairman said solemnly: "This wall, even the cross, can't pass through."

Booker nodded and looked at the castle wall, which was about five meters high: "That makes sense, but have you forgotten something?"

"what?"

"My name is Tyrone!"

The suit on Booker's body was full of flow, and was quickly covered by an unknown substance. A silver hood appeared on Booker's head, and the sharp blade cloak was slowly hooked on his shoulders. He raised his head, The face hidden under the hood stared at the repairman above the castle whose expression became stunned and earthquake, and announced his family name: "Shadow of the Blade, Talon!"

The words fall.

call out!

Like a phantom, Booker swept directly under the castle gate. With a crash, he directly supported the city wall with his right hand.

next second!

Soar up.

Blade Shadow Talon's assassin's way can traverse any terrain regardless of terrain. Even the Himalayas can be climbed over by Booker if he wants to.

Just a city wall?

Can you stop the Blade Shadow Tai Lung from his determination to kill?

"Varied……"

The repairman was completely stunned. He saw that he just couldn't breathe and flew from the city into the air. Then, Booker, who landed directly in front of him, hurriedly came to his senses and was about to pull the shotgun in his hand. At that moment, his pupils dilated instantly: "Uh!"

Cut the weeds!

Chill!

Booker's cuffs swung lightly, and the five sharp blades inserted into the repairman's throat were quickly recovered without being stained by even a drop of blood.

"Uh, uh..."

The repairman covered his throat with both hands, but could not suppress the blood that kept pouring out. He tried hard to swallow, but found that the simple action of swallowing had become so difficult at this moment.

Booker tilted his head, seemingly admiring this scene with great interest.

He gave Firefox a merciful death, but he did not mean that he would give mercy to anyone, especially, his mercy would not be given to a group of murderers.

at last.

The repairman seemed to be overwhelmed no longer. He knelt on his knees and covered his throat with his hands, trying hard to make a sound from his throat. However, as time passed, there was a crack and the repairman fell weakly at Booker's feet.

Booker saw this and looked towards Sloan's office.

There!

……