Chapter 210: Full Pursuit
"Tsk, are we really going to crawl over there?"

There was a hint of hesitation in Wesley's tone, but his face was somewhat excited.

For him, who has always been law-abiding, this alternative way of escape is simply too exciting.

"Heh, what if there's someone waiting at the other end of the alley? This alley is too narrow, and there's not even any cover. If someone blocks the road, we'll be dead!"

Fox's face was a little pale. She looked at the wound that was tightly bandaged with gauze. Fortunately, the bullet had penetrated through it.

"Let's go!"

Westley sent Fox up first, and then he looked at Lin Jue expectantly.

Lin Jue understood what he meant and gestured to the wall which was almost as high as him. He then grabbed the edge with both hands, exerted a little force and easily climbed over.

"Oh, NO! Brother, I can't climb up!"

Looking at the anxious Wesley under the wall, Fox turned around with difficulty and tried to catch him, but a figure was one step faster.

He grabbed Wesley's hand and with just a little force, he pulled the adult man weighing over 160 pounds onto the wall.

"Shet!"

It felt like he was being lifted up like a doll. Wesley looked at Lin Jue's not-so-strong body in some disbelief.

"Brother, you don't look strong, how come you are so strong?"

"Who told you that you have to look strong to be powerful?"

Lin Jue sneered.

Noticing the gaze coming from the side, Lin Jue turned his head and smiled back at Fox.

...

Bang bang bang!

Sparks flew from where the stone fell. Wesley looked at the situation below with some horror. The current situation was worse than he had imagined. There were people lurking in this alley. These killers were really everywhere.

Click...

There was a slight strange noise beside him, and Wesley looked at Lin Jue with some horror as he had just opened the window.

"Shh!"

Fox, who was standing by, couldn't bear to watch Wesley making gestures nervously, so he grabbed Wesley and they both jumped out of the window.

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"Damn it! Where did that woman go?"

With a low and hoarse voice, the man strode to the alley entrance and looked seriously at the two killers waiting there.

"Oh, they can't possibly come from our side! That woman is the top killer in the textile factory, she's not that easy to deal with."

A man said in a deep voice. Next to him was a controlled weapon as thick as a thigh. When he looked closer, it turned out to be a rocket launcher.

"Have you found the guy who fired the cold shot? The boss is in a critical situation!"

"That guy has committed suicide. He was just an ordinary killer in the textile factory. But that woman is different. Now the High Table has ordered sanctions against the textile factory. All their top killers are on the list. Once we catch this woman, we will definitely get a generous reward!"

"..."

drop by drop...

Almost at the same time, the three people's communicators all lit up. They looked at each other and checked the information.

'Change the target now, do everything possible to kill or capture alive...

...'

Looking at the three photos on the communicator, the three of them looked at each other.

"Shit! Look at the bounty, brothers. God, after we finish this job, we don't know how long we can rest!"

“Oh, my god!!”

……

At the Continental Hotel in New York, as the door opened, four stern-looking men dragged a sack into the hotel.

In the center of the hotel, No. 3 closed his eyes and rested until the sack was dragged in front of him. Then he opened his scarlet eyes and looked carefully.

At Winston's signal, a killer quickly opened the sack. The pale face was covered in blood, and there was some unspeakable liquid on the top of the skull.

"Sir, this guy is the one who dared to attack you. He has been shot dead by us. He is a killer in the textile factory..."

"..."

Without saying a word, No. 3 looked at the man in front of him with a smiling look.

"..."

"Why is your heart beating so fast?"

'The sound of guns being loaded' Everyone pointed their guns at the man whose expression changed slightly. Number Three was still sitting upright in the armchair, without making any move.

"Are you guys mutants?"

Knowing that he had been exposed, the man did not give a direct response, but asked a confusing question.

Winston and others on the side also pricked up their ears. They had also heard about mutants. It seemed that some humans had mutated and possessed some unusual abilities.

They had always had some guesses about number three, but they didn't dare to speak out. Now that this strange guy asked directly, they were naturally curious!
He is not dead even after having his head pierced by a bullet. He is not a human being at all.

"Mutant? Haha, I'm not. My existence is not something that you mortals can guess. My patience is limited. If you don't make your intentions clear, then I will send you to meet your friend!"

Number Three said impatiently.

Seeing the cold eyes of No. 3, the man quickly reached out to grab the inside of his shirt, and the killers beside him all showed vigilance.

Then, he took out something similar to a radio and connected directly to the communication system.

A somewhat hoarse voice came from the black communicator. The voice was loud and had a hint of respect.

"Dear sir, I am sorry to cause you trouble..."

"I don't want an apology!"

No. 3 interrupted the old man on the communicator and went straight to the point.

"Tell me the truth, who gave you the mission? If the answer satisfies me, I can consider letting you go! You have to know that it is only these useless guys who are looking for you now. Once we, Yongye, take action personally, destroying you will be as easy as taking candy from a sack.

I believe you have also investigated our information! Don't expect anything to happen, Mr. Sauron~"

When the man on the other end of the communicator heard No. 3 actually called out his name, he fell silent.

At the Continental Hotel, Winston stared at his confidant with wide eyes.

They naturally guessed the identity of this guy, but they didn't expect the textile factory to show up on its own initiative.

As the only killer organization that does not accept the rule of the High Table, the Textile Factory possesses extraordinary power. Unlike normal killers, even the most ordinary killer among them is at the top level in their industry, and the leader of the Textile Factory is the most mysterious existence in the killer world.

No one knows his identity. All they know is that he is the one in charge of the so-called destiny loom in the textile factory, and he is the one who issues assassination orders to those monster-like killers.

However, such a deeply hidden guy had his true identity discovered by a large company that had just entered America from Great Britain.

Winston was a little skeptical. Which of the two, the High Table and the Eternal Night, was the real killer organization? Their proud global information network was knocked out by this sudden organization.

"Zizizi... Hehe, sir, you have to believe that our textile factory has no ill will towards your company. The previous assassination was also done by a traitor to the organization!"

"Oh? You guys aren't going to cause us trouble?"

Number Three couldn't help but chuckle, but there was a chill in his tone.

However, on the other side of the communicator, the man said in an extremely certain tone: "All of these actions were committed by a top killer in our organization. We have issued a maximum wanted order for him. It seems that he wants to share our attention, or even use a third party to clamp down on us. He actually found your company. Although it was not our intention, we still want to make the most sincere apology to Yongye Company!"

"what is his name?"

The entire store was audibly quiet as the words in the microphone fell.

"..."

"catch him!"

On the side, Winston, who had been calm and composed, suddenly changed his expression and shouted sharply.

The next moment, except for most of the people who were at a loss, the mainland hotel service staff, led by the black receptionist, rushed into the crowd first, but the figure had already disappeared.

Looking at the elevator that was still running on the side, the black receptionist and his men quickly rushed to the stairs. As Winston's closest confidant and friend, the black receptionist naturally knew the crisis of the current situation!
“Sir, this is an oversight by our Continental Hotel!”

Winston's heart was beating faster than ever before, he had not expected that his previous behavior of not revealing the identity of the Cross would cause him such great danger at this moment.

Looking at the expressionless No. 3, he could feel the sharp murderous intent piercing his body like needles.

If Winston were to let the man on the other end of the phone tell him that the cross was lurking in their hotel, he suspected that the monster in front of him would tear him to pieces in an instant.

So the moment he heard the name, he reacted immediately and started to arrest the man!

The entire Continental Hotel was in chaos. Looking at the old man with a pale face and clenched fists, No. 3 slowly sat up from his chair. He simply ignored the killers who were watching with vigilant eyes.

"I want to find that guy alive..."

The scarlet pupils glowed with a strange light, and the sharp fangs flashed by.

Looking at the faces approaching, Winston felt that he had never been so close to death. Even though many of his confidants gathered here, it did not give him any sense of security.

boom!
With a roar like a bomb, the battle inside the Continental Hotel was about to break out.

Obviously, a killer nearby had received his signal. Winston quickly edited the information, not only to the people inside the hotel, but also to the people outside the hotel.

In just ten seconds, all the killers' communicators sounded a prompt tone at the same time. As the screen lit up, they all looked at the highest wanted order that had just been issued on their phones.

Kill the Cross, Wesley, and Fox...kill anyone or anything that helps them.

After the text are three headshots with extremely high pixels!

(End of this chapter)