Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

The crowd left Hell's Kitchen, found a hidden place, and spent a few hours strapping bombs to [-] mice.

After being tired, I didn't dare to delay at all, and hurried to Brooklyn.

At this time, it was two o'clock in the morning.

Most of the lights in New York are turned off at night, and the flashing neon lights seem to become lonely and unbearable.

On the street, there are few pedestrians.

A garbage truck sped by, followed by a red Dodge Viper, and an ordinary Ford.

Three vehicles of different shapes and styles drove past one after the other, making passers-by look confused.

on the garbage truck.

While driving, David pressed the communicator and ordered, "Confirm Sloan's location."

"Still at headquarters."

Fox whispered, "He won't leave headquarters until our operation is over."

The "headquarters" is naturally a textile factory in the industrial area of ​​Brooklyn.

"Operation" is the assassination of David and Wesley.

soon.

Everyone arrived at the textile factory.

"In no time, this textile factory will be in ruins."

David looked at the century-old castle-like building in front of him, and said with emotion, "However, thankfully, the Brotherhood will be reborn from the ruins."

Their plan was simple, basically repeating what Wesley did in the original plot.

It's just that to correct Wesley's practice of killing everyone he sees and destroying the Brotherhood, it is a selective killing.

Kill a group, suppress a group, win over a group...

This kind of leadership wisdom left by the ancients is useful at any time.

"Is all our people in place?"

David had a flash of thought and looked at Fox: "Are you sure the news won't leak out?"

"It has been notified, and there will be no mistakes."

Fox's expression was stern, his eyes were determined, and his words showed a bit of murderous intent: "Sloan is still inside, even if the news leaks out, it doesn't matter, now he has wings and cannot escape."

The current situation is clear, and Sloan is still sitting in the textile factory, like a Diaoyutai, waiting for the arrival of good news.

But he didn't know that what was waiting for him was not good news, but a death notice.

"good."

David nodded and smiled, "Then let's have a big fight."

While speaking, he gave Wesley, who had already changed his seat to the driver's seat, a look.

Wesley received the notification, his eyes were ablaze, and he stepped on the gas pedal aggressively.

The garbage truck hit hard and knocked down the gate of the textile factory.

boom! !

There was a loud noise, which instantly alarmed the Brotherhood members inside the factory.

Chi Chi Chi! !

Wesley turned the steering wheel wildly, the tires rubbed four black tire marks on the ground, the front of the car turned sharply, and the garbage bin carried by the garbage truck was aimed at the interior of the textile factory.

After the garbage truck was in place, Wesley pressed the red button inside the car.

The door of the dustbin was raised high, and [-] rats were swinging back and forth in the dustbin, frightened and frightened, with bombs strapped to their bodies, frantically pouring into the factory like a tide.

"jijijiji..."

……

Go back in time to a few minutes ago.

Sloan just received the notification from Fox and others, confirming that Fox and others locked David and Wesley's location, and the news of their upcoming action made him feel even more proud.

Close is dead, and Wesley, the only one who might pose a threat to him, is about to be dealt with... As for David, in his eyes, Close's little apprentice David is just an addition.

Speaking of which, in his eyes, David, who was the extra head, was the one who blackmailed him for 5000 million US dollars and caused him the biggest loss.

"Starting today, all internal and external threats will be eliminated, and the Brotherhood will be completely under my control..."

Although Sloan is old, his ambition is not inferior to that of young people.

I got up and walked back and forth in the office for two steps, moving my aging body, and finally my heart moved inexplicably, and I came to the window and looked out of the window through the glass.

Suddenly, I realized that there was a garbage truck coming at the end of the street.

The headlights of the garbage truck are very dazzling.

Even so, with his good eyesight, he could still see, behind the garbage truck, a familiar red Dodge Viper sports car.

In addition, a familiar black Ford sedan followed closely behind.

"Fox?"

Sloan didn't know what a garbage truck was, but he was very familiar with the red Dodge Viper sports car and the ordinary black Ford sedan.

One is Fox's car and the other is the gunsmith's car.

It just so happened that these two were members of the fraternity he sent out on a mission today.

The two returned at the same time, which may not seem surprising.

Sloan felt something was wrong instantly, and his brows immediately twisted into twists.

He had just finished the phone call with Fox, who said that they were about to start an operation against Wesley and David. How long had it been since the two had finished their operations and returned?

impossible!

Sloan noticed that there must be something strange in it!

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call to inquire, but his movements suddenly stopped.

The brain is no longer hot, and the IQ has regained the high ground.

He hurriedly turned back to open the door of the office, and his own people were guarding the door all the time.

"Boss, what's the matter?" The other party was surprised when he saw this.

"Is there anything wrong in the factory?"

The more Sloan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. A big stone hung in his heart, and he got straight to the point: "Fox and the gunsmith are on a mission. Are they doing anything?"

"action?"

The man frowned. He was one of Sloan's own people, and he was also placed inside the fraternity. He observed the eyeliner of Fox and others, thought for a while and said, "When Fox left, he took the repairman and butcher with him, saying that he wanted to fight with the gun. Carpenter to act together ... the enemy is Wesley after all, I don't think there is anything wrong."

"Fox, gunsmith, repairman, butcher..."

Sloan chanted these four names, feeling a chill in his heart, and instantly realized that these four people were very likely to join the enemy and join forces with Wesley to overthrow his rule over the Brotherhood.

It can be said that Fox, the gunsmith, the repairman and the butcher are another mountain within the Brotherhood.

Although Sloan has been trying to win over, he knows in his heart that he will never be able to truly regard these four people as his own.

boom! !

There was a loud bang outside the factory.

"what happened?"

Sloan's men were stunned, looking at Sloan in front of him, knowing that his boss must have noticed something was wrong in advance, so he asked suddenly.

"Let people prepare, Fox and the others have betrayed us, they want to commit crimes against the superiors, and seize power!!"

Sloan's tone was hoarse for a moment, and he rushed back to the office and looked out of the factory through the window.

The garbage truck knocked down the gate of the factory, and something was chirping, densely ringing in my ears.

Just as he expected, Fox and others gathered, stood in the open space outside the factory, and looked at the factory coldly.

All of them had stern faces, weapons in hand, full of murderous intent.

In addition, Sloan glanced and noticed David in the crowd.

In his field of vision, David seemed to be aware of the gazes in the factory and looked up at him.

Four eyes facing each other.

Crackling lightning seemed to explode in the air.

Sloan felt that this scene seemed to go back to the scene when David was in his office not long ago, extorting $5000 million from him.

It's just that the roles of the two parties have been reversed and completely reversed.

Sloan became the prey.

David became the hunted hunter.

When David saw Sloan outside the factory, he even put his five fingers together and drew it on his neck, making a throat-cutting motion that seemed to be dripping with blood.

The meaning of the threat is quite obvious!

"Son of a bitch!!"

Sloan smashed the glass with a punch, his eyes were full of anger, and he wished he could eat David raw.