Chapter 207 You all will die!
The magnificent hotel was now in complete silence, with everyone staring blankly at the man's next move.

He wiped the remaining dark red blood on his forehead with his hand and put it into his mouth.

"So this is what my blood tastes like?"

As if he was talking to himself, No. 3's scarlet pupils turned slightly to the side, looking at Winston who was still standing there, he was a little surprised.

"gentlemen……"

She stretched out her hand to signal the man in front of her not to speak.

"If we find that guy and he's not dead..."

Scanning his eyes over everyone in the hall, a sinister smile appeared on No. 3's lips.

"If that guy doesn't die, all of you will die!"

"..."

If in the past, there was a person who dared to stand in the Continental Hotel and say such a thing to all the killers, then they would let this guy understand why human life is so fragile!

But now, everyone looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes.

A man who seemed to be fine even after being shot in the head, no, a monster, so how can we kill this guy?
Watching No. 3 close the front door of the hotel, Winston wanted to explain something, but the next moment, he was accompanied by two muffled groans.

The originally silent Tang Dynasty suddenly erupted into intense screams.

Winston only felt something flash before his eyes. He looked closely and saw no figure in front of him. Number 3 had disappeared in an instant.

poof...

Behind him, there were two consecutive sounds of falling to the ground. Winston realized something. His face, which had been calm all this time, turned pale in an instant and he slowly turned around.

His sleeves were stained with blood, and No. 3 was holding two heads in each hand, as if he was carefully observing the trophies in his hands.

This face looks like the devil from hell!
"Fuck, he actually took off a person's head with his bare hands!"

"Oh my God, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that there would be such a monster in this world?"

"Did anyone see clearly when he passed by just now?"

"I...I kept watching him. He was almost gone, and only his shadow remained..."

"Shet!"

All the killers were like panicked lambs. They all rushed to the back hall of the hotel, not daring to get close to the devil-like man.

"Do you want to say anything else?"

With his head tilted, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and No. 3's face was filled with irrepressible excitement. As long as the man in front of him dared to say no, he would turn this place into hell!

As if being pricked by needles, waves of chill kept coming out. Under the gaze of No. 3, Winston tremblingly took out the radio that he had placed close to his body.

"Find that damn bastard and kill him at all costs!"

With a hoarse voice, Winston hung up the phone. At this moment, he used all the means at his disposal!

Looking at the old man's actions, a hint of pity flashed in No. 3's eyes. With an inexplicable smile, he looked at the crowd that rushed into the back hall of the hotel.

"Fuck...the people behind please stop pushing!"

"Shit, there's another one... Is this guy also a monster?"

"I shouldn't have come to the Continental today!"

"Shouldn't we try to resist?"

"Resist! I don't want my head to be plucked off by the monster. Damn! That's a head, not a plant!"

The noisy voices around him made Cross frown. The quality of this group of killers varied greatly.

He looked towards the back door where the crowd was pouring in, the gun hidden in his sleeves already loaded. The back door of the hotel.

His long light blond hair was casually scattered in front of his face. Just by himself, he frightened the many assassins who rushed in through the back door and made them retreat one after another.

Looking at those unique scarlet pupils, the killers obviously realized something.

"No one is allowed to leave!"

No. 3's teasing words came from the lobby, and all the killers showed anger in their eyes. When were they blocked by someone? Why didn't they dare to resist?

……

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

"Shit, I should switch to a heavy sniper rifle, even if it exposes me..."

The extremely regular panting sound echoed in the dark corridor of the building. Miss still couldn't forget the scene just now. He clearly shot the guy from Eternal Night in the head, but that man didn't fall down!

He originally just wanted to snipe Cross, but he didn't expect to see the textile factory's current number one wanted poster. Under the temptation of the huge reward, he still fired the fatal shot.

Putting aside the distractions in his mind, the killer would never stay in one place. When he was about to adjust his direction again to see the situation, he noticed the unusual movements of some people near the Continental Hotel.

As a killer, he could see through most of his colleagues who were hiding among ordinary people. When he realized that the shot had made a hole, he gave up the mission without hesitation!
His figure quickly shuttled between the corridors, and some slight movements caught his attention. As he just stuck his head out of the back door, a bullet instantly penetrated the edge of the door and passed him by.

"Fake!"

I didn't expect these guys to move so quickly. While running frantically, Miss shot in the direction where the gunshots came from.

Feeling the noise coming from behind him, Mis's face looked extremely ugly. The situation was worse than he had imagined.

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On the somewhat chaotic street, Wesley looked at the man who was rushing out of the store in surprise, and looked at the cloudy sky. It was the first time he saw the weather change so quickly.

Jingle Bell……

He pushed open the door of the shop, and the bell above the eaves of the door made a crisp sound.

"Boss, do you know what happened here? Why do those guys seem a little anxious?"

Wesley asked in a somewhat relaxed and casual tone, glancing at the salesperson who seemed to be also watching the situation outside the store.

"I don't know. I didn't hear any noise. It's strange!"

The clerk had a puzzled look on his face. From his perspective, except for some hurried and strange pedestrians, most of the pedestrians on the street looked bewildered.

"Maybe the end of the world is about to happen... hehe!"

I heard the clerk's joking voice.

Wesley looked at the goods on the shelves and couldn't help but smile. He fully interpreted what a passerby was like.

As he was looking at the item he was about to buy, a slender figure appeared in his peripheral vision.

As a man, Wesley instinctively raised his eyes and looked at the woman walking towards him.

God, this woman is so hot!
Flaming red lips and devilish figure.

Wesley quickly shifted his gaze, knowing that the girl in front of him was not someone an ordinary man with heart disease like him could get involved with.

"Hey!"

A tempting voice came to his ears. Wesley turned his head in surprise, and a better face came into view.

"Um, ma'am, how can I help you?"

Wesley was a little strange.

(End of this chapter)