The wanton life of a certain beauty

"boom!"

"boom!"

Booker backhanded and pulled the trigger. In an instant, the two bullets in flight collided in the air in an unscientific manner.

but……

Booker's bullet was directly hit by another bullet and was crushed into slag. Although the bullet that broke through the air also received an impact, it was still fierce.

"boom!"

"Ok?"

Booker raised his eyebrows and looked at the bullet that collided again, but its hardness was exaggerated: "Cross!"

wrong.

The cross has been hung up, unless it is to fake the corpse, but if the cross wants to fake the corpse, I am afraid it is not qualified. After all, if you go to hell, how can you come back to fake the corpse without Mephisto's permission?

It's Wesley!

Booker's gaze passed through the surveillance guards outside with a swipe, and he saw Wesley standing on a garbage truck, looking up here, his eyes filled with endless anger and hatred.

at this time.

"what!"

Sloan, who was sitting in the boss's chair, suddenly covered his shoulders and shouted.

Booker turned to look.

next second!

Sloan, who was shot in the shoulder, suddenly fell down from the boss's chair with an ugly look on his face. However, at the moment Sloan fell, his right hand quickly pressed an unusually hidden switch under the desk. .

Boom!

A sudden voice sounded from under the desk. Under Booker's gaze, Sloan and his boss chair seemed to have fallen off a cliff. With a hiss, they began to disappear from Booker's eyes.

Booker sneered.

Lift the gun.

quick?

Can it be as fast as my bullet?

but……

at this time.

"Tyrone!!"

With another roar from Wesley outside, a bullet once again broke through the air and shot straight at Booker.

boom!

Booker's gun muzzle shifted, and there was a bang. This time, it did not hit the cross's exclusive special bullet head-on, but directly hit the bullet body, changing the bullet's trajectory, and then looked at Sloan again.

However, after being interrupted like this, Sloan and his boss chair disappeared on the spot.

Booker walked over and fired several shots at the floor that suddenly sank and closed again.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The bullets hit the floor. They did not sink into the floor like normal bullets. Instead, they made a sound like metal collision and bounced directly in all directions.

"Ah!"

Booker took a step back. Even he was afraid of being hit by stray bullets. He looked at the metal floor disguised as a wooden board and smiled happily: "The cunning rabbit has three caves, so is this the second cave?"

It's not like he wasn't wary of Sloan.

but……

Booker narrowed his eyes, walked to the window, and stared expressionlessly at Wesley, who was standing on a garbage truck, dumping countless scalp-numbing rats.

"Wesley!"

"Tyrone!"

Wesley, who was standing on the garbage truck, looked at Booker who appeared at the window. He was extremely jealous when his enemies met, not to mention the hatred of seizing his wife. He jumped out of the garbage truck with a bang and rushed towards him quickly. Run to the workshop.

seem……

Wesley was afraid that Booker would run away if he arrived late.

"These two transactions?"

Booker looked at Wesley who ran into the workshop with a look on his face that he was going to take his life, and couldn't help but blinked: "Hasn't he thought about why no one shot him? What's more? , didn’t you see the bodies outside?”

Uh!

In fact, when Wesley quickly ran into the factory and noticed the mountain of corpses in front of him, his scalp went numb and he thought of the corpse with his hands and feet tied at the door.

"and many more!"

Wesley stopped and stared at the various dead bodies strewn about in the factory building in front of him with surprise. He then reacted: "What happened?"

How could they...

Wesley's eyes fell on the corpses, his eyes were filled with confusion, and he couldn't figure out what happened here even if he thought for a long time.

at this time.

"Good question."

"..."

Wesley raised his head with a swish sound, raised his gun, and looked at Booker who walked out of Sloan's office. The hatred of killing his father and taking away his wife once again overwhelmed the fear in his heart. He gritted his teeth and shouted out the name of his enemy. Name: "Eddie Tyrone!"

Booker turned his head and glanced at the office behind him.

Although Sloan had just taken advantage of his distraction to hide in the safe house under the floor.

but……

There is a certain reason why the safe house is called a safe house. Booker may not be able to enter, but similarly, Sloan has no way to leave the safe house through another exit.

If there is another exit, then the safe house cannot be called a safe house.

and so.

Booker was not in a hurry, and looked away directly. He set his gaze on the underground factory building, pushed the bridge of his nose, and then looked like Wesley standing among a group of rats: "Are you here to kill me?"

Wesley looked at Booker who was not only devoid of fear, but even unapologetic, with only a smile, and said with anger: "I will definitely kill you to avenge my father."

Booker's tone was calm: "Really? Then you are really your father's good son."

"Tyrone!!"

Hearing these sarcastic words, Wesley's face turned red. He faced the condescending Booker and repeatedly pulled the trigger on his hand: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Booker started quickly.

Blade takes action.

Cut the weeds!

His bullets are incomparable to Wesley's special bullets that can penetrate steel plates, so there is no need for bullets. Then compare your own shortcomings with the strengths of others. Booker will do this kind of stupid thing once, but he will never do it a second time. twice.

In an instant.

Bullets and blades collided in the air.

The blade kept vibrating, and while rotating rapidly, fierce sparks burst out, cutting the trapped hard bullets like a cutting machine.

what?

Wesley looked at this scene with a shocked expression on his angry face.

Booker tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at Wesley: "Just because I killed your father, you brought so many rat explosives. Are you planning to kill everyone in the factory?" kill me?"

Done.

Booker stopped talking and waited quietly for Wesley's answer, just like a stern teacher asking a question, and then watching the answer of a person who didn't know whether he was a top student or a bad student.

obviously.

Wesley is a top student, not a bad student.

Maybe Wesley is a bad student, but, at least, in Booker's case, under the current circumstances, Wesley has become a top student!

After hearing these words, Wesley, who had the superposition of hatred for his father's murder and hatred for his wife, was filled with anger in his mind: "I am here this time to kill you and avenge my father!"

A bright smile bloomed on Booker's face.

……