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Chapter 85: Unparalleled (Subscription Request)

Inside the conference room, three assassins were waiting for Sloan to arrive.

Firefox played with his hair out of boredom.

To be honest, she felt that Sloan was making a big fuss out of nothing.

But it was just one intruder, and there were so many killers in the textile factory, so why would the three of them need to take action?

But since Sloan said so, they have to give him some face.

Not long after, Sloan came to the conference room and stood in front of the long table. Just as he was about to say something, a killer suddenly walked in from outside and reported some bad news in a nervous manner.

"It's bad, Chief Sloan, the enemy has broken through the first line of defense, the mechanic was killed on the spot, and the rest of the assassins fled backwards..."

"Even the mechanic died?"

Sloan looked shocked.

If the death of Split Mouth might have been due to accidental underestimation of the enemy, then there is no excuse for the death of the Mechanic.

Upon hearing the news of their companion's death, Firefox and the others' faces turned serious.

They still know the skills of mechanics.

Although he is not as good as them, he is considered an expert in the organization.

Moreover, with the cooperation of a group of killers, even a few of them might not be able to get anything good, and they must temporarily avoid the spotlight.

But the unidentified intruder was able to kill the mechanic single-handedly despite being surrounded by heavy enemies. The opponent's combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

Before they could come to their senses, another piece of bad news reached their ears.

Almost immediately, another assassin from the textile factory stumbled into the meeting room and said in horror:
"The second line of defense is in danger, and the butcher is dead!"

Another one died, how could it happen so quickly?

If the few people felt important just now, now they were filled with shock.

But what shocked them was not just that. Almost at the same time, killers arrived quickly, and bad news followed one after another.

"The third line of defense has also been breached. The Russian was shot in the chest. We don't know if he's alive or dead!"

"The repairman is done for, too. Before he could even fire a shot, the enemy blew his head off!"

……

"Now, do you guys still think I'm making a fuss?"

Sloan glanced at the killers and said seriously.

"Right now, the textile factory has reached a critical juncture. Whether it can survive this crisis depends on you guys.

Therefore, I hope you can forget the past grudges and work together to deal with the daring intruder. "

Firefox is lucky, this woman was picked up by Sloan himself, raised since childhood, and is the most loyal to him.

But the cross is different.

Perhaps he had fooled him, and Cross firmly believed in the idea of acting on behalf of heaven and regarded it as his life creed.

During this period, Sloan also discovered something strange. The Loom of Fate placed in the forbidden area showed signs of being touched by outsiders.

After some investigation, he discovered that it was actually the cross that did it.

Obviously, Cross had discovered something and seemed to realize that he was the one who was behind it.

Perhaps this usually taciturn killer might betray at any time.

But these days are different.

The invader outside won't care about the mess between them and will kill them all as enemies.

If they were to continue fighting among themselves at this juncture, there was no doubt that they would be dead.

Although Cross was happy to see the death of these guys who blasphemed fate, he didn't want to die here himself.

If he really died here, what would happen to his son?
Thinking of this, his expression became more solemn, and he nodded to Sloan, indicating that he would fully cooperate. Seeing him nod, Sloan breathed a sigh of relief.

Among the three killers, Firefox is the one he trusts the most, and is no different from his own daughter.

Mr. X had already been lured by him with benefits, so there was no need to worry too much.

The cross is like a time bomb that could explode at any time.

Now that even the Cross has agreed to join forces, what else is there to say? Let’s take action now.

Running away was the last resort, unless the situation was really irreversible. He really didn't want to give up the textile factory he had run for many years.

So, he planned to make a final attempt and take the three people outside to see the situation. If these aces felt there was no hope, it would not be too late for him to escape.

Anyway, the car was parked at the back door and he could make a tactical retreat at any time.

If all else fails, he can also push the cross out as bait.

At this moment, a scream was heard outside, and it could even be heard in the conference room deep inside.

The faces of several people changed. As soon as they walked out of the meeting room, they saw many killers fleeing in panic. It was obvious that the enemy had broken through the last line of defense and was approaching.

Bang bang bang!
Dull gunshots rang out, and the killers in the textile factory fell down in piles.

Soon, a figure like the god of death appeared in front of Sloan and his companions.

He was wearing a set of black armor that wrapped him tightly from head to toe, with no skin exposed. It was obviously made of bulletproof material.

The weapon in his hand was a Gatling heavy machine gun, and on his back was a large-capacity backpack magazine.

Wherever they passed, it was as if they were in an empty place; when the gunshots sounded, not a single piece of armor was left behind.

Killing people is like cutting grass, without even a leaf getting on you.

"Is this still a fucking human?"

Even the usually calm and composed Cross couldn't help but swear at this moment.

He finally understood why the mechanics died so quickly.

If they encounter such a powerful weirdo, even if they have a few trump cards, they will probably be defeated.

Mr. X also looked unhappy.

He just fired two shots secretly, but found that the enemy did not react at all.

It seems that it is impossible to penetrate the enemy's armor using only an ordinary pistol.

As if noticing his little movement, the intruder below suddenly raised his head and looked towards them.

Although his face was blocked by the helmet and Mr. X could not see the expression on the other person's face, he still felt a chill in his heart and felt that something was wrong.

"So you guys are here. It took me a while to look for you."

That’s right, the intruder in armor is naturally Tommy.

After dealing with Alexandra, he took a short rest for a few days, mainly to wait for the bulletproof armor on his body to be completed.

As the highest achievement of the Continental Hotel, this armor inherits the excellent performance of the bulletproof suit.

Ordinary pistols and rifles cannot penetrate the defense and can only cause a little impact at most. Only shotguns at close range can pose a certain threat.

The reason why he was fully armed was because he considered that the enemy this time was different from the previous ones and it was the first time he encountered a supernatural being.

The combination of bullet time and arc shooting still needs more attention.

Now that he had found the real culprit, Tommy didn't waste any time or focus on accurate shooting. He just suppressed the enemy with firepower.

If there is only one bullet, these people can use bullet time to shoot and intercept.

But if this number rises to ten, one hundred, or even one thousand rounds, will these guys still be able to do it?

The answer will soon become clear.

(End of this chapter)