Chapter 31: You don't know anything about Power 1

Firefox's injury was a little serious, let alone the gun on her shoulder, she had lost her combat power just by being shot in the abdomen. In the time of the bullet, adrenaline didn't make her feel much pain, but as the period ended, her condition became worse.
Wesley shook her hands and lifted Firefox from the cold ground, gently wrapped her arms, and reached out to hold her wound.
Firefox smiled slightly, the smile was very beautiful, put M1911 on Wesley's hands, began the standard configuration before death ...
"You don't have to do this ... so there will be nothing ..." Wesley's trembling sounded with fear, and the wound that was being held was gushing warm, through the gap between the fingers, so dazzling.
"At the train station that day, you asked me if I wanted to change my life ... I lied ..." Firefox looked at the ceiling above him and said to himself: "I often dream that I am an ordinary person and have my own family And like people, but that can only be a dream, I can't look back ... "
Wesley squeezed Firefox tightly: "Yes, the Brotherhood is over, you can start again if you live!"
Firefox grinned: "It's impossible. I close my eyes now, and many faces will appear in my mind. They are all innocent ... I have too many sins ... I thought I was an assassin of fate, but the opposite is true , I am the type of person cast aside by fate ... "
"Go to the fate of TM, you think too much, it is enough to live well!"
谢谢 "Thank you, help me kill Sloan ... I want to dream again, don't disturb me?"
Firefox closed her eyes as she spoke, Wesley hugged her and sobbed, her nose sulking.
On the other side, the undead killers, after hiding for a while, saw nobody firing, carefully stood up, and aimed the weapon in their hands at the desk.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
I shot Russell. He used the bullet time skill card to kill five people with three bullets. Two of them died on the same arc.
Russell wasn't in the office. Russell raised his eyes and scanned the office. The keen senses didn't notice the unnecessary heartbeat in the room. Except for himself, only Wesley and ... Firefox.
I watched Wesley hugging the goddess, who was about to cry, Russell walked over and crouched down, reached out and touched Firefox's neck.
别 "Don't cry, she's not dead!"
Wesley raised his big face and blew a nasal bubble: "Really !?"
"The bullet didn't hit the internal organs, otherwise she has the strength to talk nonsense with you!"
"But she ..."
"Passed out, if you don't take her to the hospital again, she will die from excessive blood loss. I think about it, it seems like ..."
I waited for Russell's voice to fall, Wesley picked up Firefox in the form of a princess, flew outside the office, and threw M1911 when he came: "Kill Sloan, please!"
Russell picked up the M1911 pistol on the ground: "Of course, otherwise what do you think I'm here for!"
I checked whether there was enough ammunition, and Russell went around in the study and found a half-covered wooden door.
The yamen was locked from the inside. Unlocking was a delicate job. For inexperienced people, more luck was needed. Russell had good luck. He had the Remington M870, and the door lock flew in one shot.
Behind the yamen is a round-shaped metal staircase. Follow the stairs to reach the top floor where the destiny loom is placed. When the butcher was killed, Sloan came here alone.
He did not live with the loom. He did not have such a high level of consciousness, but because he kept all the wealth he had accumulated over the years in a hidden safe.
This is an extremely blasphemy act. If let the killers know, Sloan will be swallowed alive if the holy destiny loom is placed with money from the lives of innocent people.
Unfortunately, no one knows that the killers always thought that Sloan was a responsible leader ... only that he was a good actor!
Saving money is important or fate?
Many people will say that life is important, and even if their lives are gone, what is the money to do? But the opposite is true. They really want to give people a choice. They would rather have money than die. Sloan also thinks that he has struggled for most of his life, isn't it just for money?
Now that the Brotherhood is gone, and I lost my money again, what's the point of his life?
Uh ...
In the spacious room, the destiny loom was placed in the most central position. Sloan was desperately stuffing gold and silver jewelry in his pocket in front of the dark grid in the corner, and a pile of beautiful knives scattered at his feet. .
还有 There is also a backpack behind him, which is already full of valuables, and he is going to take these treasures to escape.
There was a secret passage in the room that only he knew, leading directly to the river behind the textile mill. Sloan prepared a speedboat that could escape at any time. But because he couldn't bear the money that was more important than his life, he missed the best time to escape, knowing that the sound of the wooden door was exploding in his ear, he woke up like a dream and gave birth to a little regret.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Sloan fired at the iron stairs, trying to stop Russell from climbing up, and said loudly, "I know who you are, your name is Russell, an indescribable killer ... Now it seems that my intelligence source is out of order. , Your strength is very good. "
Russell was standing against the wall, listening to the sound from the floor, and wanted to throw a shot and kill Sloan with an arc bullet. But Sloan had been changing positions, and he couldn't see it, he would only do useless work.
Russell looked upstairs and said, "Sloan, you have no way to escape. Give up! I will plead with the cross. As long as you guarantee that you will be safe and secure in the next life, and be an lonely old man in the home for the elderly, let you go ..." Yes, I swear! "
"Ha ha……"
He smiled and didn't take this to heart. As a clergyman, he was a staunch materialist, convinced that money could do everything.
"What good does the cross give me, I do twice ... no, I do ten times!"
"He gave me a chance to kill you."
"Don't talk and laugh ~ EbookFREE.me ~ We have no injustice, you have no reason to kill me." Sloan raised his gun to prevent Russell from going upstairs, and still said: "Russell, don't be too naive, you shouldn't Believe in the lie of the cross. You are only used by the cross. What kind of person do you think he is? "
"You've been cheated. He's a downright asshole, a cold-blooded, unscrupulous killer. I don't know what agreement you have, but I'm sure you will be hit by a sniper gun when you leave the textile mill for a second. Burst his head, he is best at betrayal! "
"It makes sense ..."
"This is true! If you join me, we still have a chance ..."
"But I want to kill you now!"
"..."
"You may not believe it, I am the one chosen by fate, because you want to modify your fate's instructions, and the old man asked me to dream and ask me to kill you."
Mr. Silon was silent for a while, persuading: "The times have changed. Let fate go to hell. I have always disobeyed his orders, and I still live well!"
Russell took it for granted. He didn't understand the principle of the binary code on the loom, but if the world has a so-called destiny, it must be a waste of talk.
"I agree with what you say, but everything has its rules, doesn't it?"
"Rules are just things created to protect the weak. They are hypocritical. In this age of weak meat and strong food, why are we, the strong, bound by the rules? Moreover, even if there are rules, the strong should make them. , We have this qualification, and we have this power! "
Russell laughed and said, "No, you and I are not strong, you know nothing about power!"
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