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Chapter 27 Going to the meeting alone (please recommend, please collect!)
The auspicious time has come!

Locke looked at the monitoring screen of the Star Building on the mobile phone. The monitoring screen was just now, and George rushed to the scene with a wave of police officers.

A time difference is enough.

Locke put away his mobile phone, activated the sensor bomb placed in front of him in an escape channel, and turned to leave.

Audi R8 parked quietly on the road near the sewer.

The textile factory used by the Brotherhood as a cover cannot be considered so hidden. Even the building used as a textile factory was still a popular scenic spot 50 years ago.

only……

As long as you have money in the Federation, let alone ancient buildings, you can spend money to enter even the White House. It is not impossible to sleep in the president's bedroom.

So Locke's car parked here, at most it attracted the attention of a few waves of employees who came to work in the textile factory, and it didn't make them think of anything else that was wrong.

hum!
The Audi R8 ignited, then started, and headed towards the textile factory only one kilometer away at a normal speed.

At this moment, inside the textile factory, the atmosphere is somewhat delicate.

A good news and a bad news.

The good news, of course, is that the textile factory has also received a piece of news through its own channels, that is, Carlos the Cross is dead, and was found dead in his own safe house by the New York Police Department.

Along with Carlos who died with the cross, there was Wesley, the exclusive tool man they produced specially for the cross.

The death of the cross is undoubtedly good news for them.

but……

The cross wasn't killed by Wesley, or even by Firefox, which sparked bad news.

The killer from Texas, who called himself Wushuang, aliased as a crime hunter, was after them.

"We are not familiar with this Wushuang at all!"

"I haven't had any dealings either."

"and……"

The repairman looked at the factory manager Sloan and said in a deep voice: "The Continental Hotel received a letter from Wushuang last night, and he refused to communicate with us!"

After the report of the Fast and Furious scene that caused a sensation in most of New York City, after getting the good news, the textile factory immediately tried to resolve this matter through dialogue.

After all, a cross is enough for a textile mill to cope with.

A unparalleled assassin who directly killed the cross?

Especially right now.

The New York Police Department seems to have its eye on the textile mill, which at this juncture is very passive.

But the Peerless Assassin refused to make any communication.

even.

Sloan lowered his head and looked at a black "notice" in his hand!
"Name: Brotherhood"

"Crime: Intentional homicide, misrepresenting the destiny..."

"Execute the death penalty! 』

This card was suddenly found by an employee at the gate of the textile factory 15 minutes ago, and he hurriedly brought it in.

"Humph!"

Sloan sneered, raised his head, and looked at the repairman and pharmacist in the office, including the eight regular employees who know how to throw guns: "Is the notification going?"

The repairman nodded and was about to speak.

boom!
Accompanied by a violent explosion, the gate of the textile factory, which was like a city gate, burst in an instant. With a bang, the fragments of the gate were thrown in like bullets ejected from the chamber.

Sloan, the repairman and others looked out of the window for a moment.

he came.

"Wow!"

Locke put down his shoulders, and exclaimed, "This power is okay."

He originally wanted to buy the individual rocket produced by Stark.

but……

It is true that Stark products must be high-quality goods, but the things produced by Stark must also be expensive.

Locke had no money, and besides, he pursued practicality far more than he pursued brands, so the arms dealer introduced him to the Four Zero Fire from the Eastern Kingdom of this world.

Cheap and easy to use.

And buy three get one free.

"Bah!"

Another [-]-fire was directly aimed at the textile factory with the middle door wide open by Locke. The next second, the trigger was pulled, and the [-]-fire instantly dragged a long flame, like a violent bison whose tail was ignited The same, directly rampage blasted into the textile factory: "Boom!"

In an instant.

The bright fireworks instantly lifted into the sky!

The alarm in the textile factory was sounded instantly.

next second.

chug chug!
On the fortress-like wall of the textile factory, the killers who worked in the textile factory appeared on the wall at this moment in the form of soldiers. They picked up the guns in their hands and aimed at a car that was not slowing down at this moment. The Audi R8 that followed them crystallized and shot down quickly.

In an instant.

This Audi R8 instantly became a hornet's nest.

only……

The Audi R8, which could be scrapped in an instant, did not stop its progress. However, after the tire was broken, the Audi R8 did not enter the textile factory as planned, but directly smashed into the city wall next to the gate.

Ding!
The gift bag in the trunk of the Audi R8 dinged after being hit.

next second!
Boom!

Accompanied by screams, a corner of the wall of the textile factory collapsed in an instant, and the killer standing on it was swallowed up by the flames that soared into the sky.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"what?"

"He's in."

"Three o'clock!"

"quick!"

"Thumbs up!"

When he used the Audi R8 to attract the attention of the textile factory, Locke had already passed through the secret escape passage of the textile factory, and instead went directly into the interior of the textile factory.

Countless bullets slammed into the wall where Locke was hiding, and in just a split second, Dabai had been scraped off at least a catty.

"The firepower is fierce!"

Locke, wearing sunglasses, felt his heartbeat, couldn't help but licked his lips, held his infinite version of the silver dancer, and exhaled: "I like it, come on!"

turn around.

Locke's gaze instantly took in the dozens of killers who were firing continuously and pressing towards him step by step.

Subs popped in the chamber!

Throw the gun!

"boom!"

"boom!"

The No.1 killer stopped in place in an instant, the bullet drew a graceful arc in the air, blasted into his head from the left, and then came out from the right, blasting into No. 2 The killer's left head...

In an instant.

By the time the two bullets that entered from the left back red collided in the air, these dozen or so menacing killers had already fallen to the ground and went to hell to report to Mephisto.

Locke turned over and went directly to the back of another bunker.

"Fake!"

"He can throw spears!"

"Notice!"

"Shet!"

"Is he one of us?"

"..."

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