Chapter 211 I don’t care about anything else, I’ll just take care of you!

"Fake!"

“Oh my god, can this guy’s bullets really turn corners?”

"Grenade, who the hell has a grenade, just blow him up!"

Boom...Rumble!
The scorching flames mixed with shrapnel filled the entire room. The originally gorgeous and valuable furniture was all shattered next to a fallen sofa.

Cross threw the empty magazine towards the bedroom door, and then took out a steel wire from a special tool at his side.

Tied directly to a corner of the sofa.

dong dong dong...

The hurried footsteps outside the corridor suddenly slowed down, and the originally noisy hotel became quiet in an instant. However, this situation made Cross's face change.

I looked at the ropes that had been fixed and could only see one side of the door through the full-length mirror on the side.

The gun in his hand stretched out from the sofa, and a bullet shot out with a certain arc. The bullet instantly hit the head of a man who had just revealed his figure.

Fake!

Following the shouts outside the corridor, the killers on both sides of the aisle leaned forward and opened fire.

Bullets hit the sofa one after another. Listening carefully to the noisy gunshots, Cross did not panic at all. With the arrival of a certain node, he swung the gun again and fired towards the door. This time he finally stopped hiding and jumped out from the corner of the sofa.

"Shet!"

"We can't let this guy get away!"

Sporadic bullets flew around the fast-running Cross, and except for a bullet that scratched the skin of his shoulder, he luckily avoided the fatal attack.

boom!
Click!

The window glass shattered instantly and he jumped out.

The body that was falling at high speed quickly adjusted its position, and the cross looked towards the bottom of the hotel. At this moment, it seemed that with the unusual movement above the Continental Hotel, the killers outside all noticed the man falling from the sky.

Bang bang bang!

Holding two guns in hand, Cross fired decisively. Bullet after bullet hit the target accurately, and heads were raised one after another.

boom!
With the pull of the rope behind him, the cross fell steadily to the ground. Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, his figure quickly rushed away.

Bang bang bang!
More and more killers rushed out of the Continental Hotel, and they rushed frantically in the direction where Cross escaped. Winston, with an extremely ugly face, quickly came to a black car with his three men.

Looking at a figure walking out of the hotel, his heart trembled slightly. Under his stern rebuke, the driver instantly increased the horsepower to the highest level. Amid the drifting sound of high-speed friction against the ground, the car rushed straight into the street at an extremely fast speed.

……

wheeeeeeeeeeeee...

Quickly passing through one street after another, with the cross hanging high in the heart, killers hiding among the pedestrians were waiting for their chance to strike.

Bang bang bang!
He quickly killed one and then rolled on the ground to avoid the flying bullets.

"Shet!"

At this moment, even Cross, who was experienced and skilled in using bullet time, felt very difficult to deal with. There were simply too many killers in the Continental Hotel!
He always has to be on guard against enemies that might pop out from anywhere.

boom!
Alarm bells rang in his heart, and Cross' pupils shrank. In his peripheral vision, a bullet with a certain arc flew towards him.

He just raised the gun to his chest, and under his wildly beating heart, the bullet shot in an arc and hit the outside of his pistol heavily.

boom!
His chest felt tight, his arm went numb, and the pistol exploded. He instantly let go and rushed to a nearby shop. He looked in surprise at the direction where the bullet came from. A man wearing a black bucket hat and with a gloomy face came into view.

"Fake!"

Knowing that it was the textile factory that took action, Cross was extremely upset at this moment. He had just received a communicator from a killer and saw the targets to be killed this time. Besides him, there was also his son!

The situation was more critical than he had imagined. Cross was helpless as the textile factory framed him for the disaster. The High Table's move put him completely passive.

Through the corner of the window, he looked vigilantly at the place where the man was hiding. The killers from the Continental Hotel were running around the streets like headless flies.

Fortunately, the killers in the textile factory had no connection with the killers that emerged from the Continental Hotel, which made Cross breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at the scene outside the window, at this moment, most ordinary people have already rushed back home in panic. As for why the police didn't come, Cross didn't care at all.

Not to mention the textile factories, the influence of the High Table is far from limited to the killer world. Many American politicians are their distinguished customers, and some even serve as senior members of the party.

The police will definitely show up, but everything will have to be done after the matter is resolved...

Ok?
Noticing some unusual situations, Cross frowned tightly, and the killers, who were originally like headless flies, all rushed in one direction.

Thinking of the wanted poster, Cross's heart suddenly sank. What did he realize?
……

A factory not far away.

boom!
The factory gate was instantly blown open by the bomb and all the workers screamed in unison. However, the killer who rushed over started shooting indiscriminately.

One after another, innocent people fell in a pool of blood. Looking at the tragic scene below, Wesley's eyes were bloodshot, and even Fox's eyes revealed a trace of pity.

"Do not kill me!"

The woman screamed and hurriedly pulled the little girl who was rushing towards her to her behind her. She looked at the man in sunglasses and with a stern face in front of her with fear.

Glancing at the thin figure, the man's mouth curled up into a cold smile: "Have you seen a strange man and woman who sneaked into your factory?"

Amid the sound of gunfire, the man asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know anything, sir, please let my daughter go, please!"

The woman's tears mixed with snot as she wailed heart-wrenchingly.

The man frowned, and not getting a satisfactory answer, he pulled the trigger.

boom!
After being shot in the head, the man's consciousness fell into endless darkness.

After saving the woman with this shot, Wesley looked at Fox, who had a helpless look on his face, with gratitude.

This movement obviously attracted the attention of nearby killers.

"They're here!"

Signaling the woman to take the child and leave quickly, Fox took out the second pistol with a serious face.

As the first figure came into view, a fierce gun battle was about to break out.

……

In just half a minute, the three of them climbed out of the window in a panic and directly climbed onto the roof of the factory.

Fox staggered and pulled Wesley towards the factory gate, and Lin Jue followed closely behind.

(End of this chapter)