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Chapter 231 Butcher, die! (For full order)

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After five bullets were emptied, the m500 hand cannon instantly disappeared from his hand, but was put into the storage space by Hua Twelve. Instead, there were two extra Glock 17s in his hands, and the two guns sprayed out seamlessly.

Tongues of fire.

Baht comment bah bah bah......

In a state of bursting adrenaline, everything around him seemed to be in slow motion. Hua Twelve calmly killed the Brotherhood killers within sight. Within a few breaths, there was no one alive in front of him.

At the same time, the Cross father and son also killed all the Brotherhood killers on the other side. When the gunfire stopped, the three of them were back to back, and corpses were piled around them.

Wesley looked around in disbelief: "Is it so easy? I don't feel any pressure at all!"

Hua Twelve looked around and frowned: "That's because these are ordinary killers, none of them can kill them!"

He discovered that just after he jumped out of the car, the Fox girl had disappeared.

Cross Carlos also nodded and said: "Yes, these killers are ordinary killers of the Brotherhood. Sloan and those guys who can burst out of adrenaline should be in the basement or the library. You should all be careful later!"

At this time, the three people stood in a tripartite position, each with two guns, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed in all directions.

Hua Twelve waited for Cross to finish speaking, rolled his eyelids, and said angrily: "Then why are you posing here if you don't lead the way?"

There is a black line on the end of the cross: "I just finished using the explosive secret technique, let my heart slow down!"

Although he said this, he still walked quickly through the textile workshop and ran towards the basement.

Hua Twelve and Wesley followed closely behind. The three of them passed through the workshop and saw the entrance to the basement at the corner.

The cross pointed downwards, signaling him to go down first, allowing the two of them to follow. Then he burst out with adrenaline again, entered a state of transcendence, and rushed down.

Hua Twelve and Wesley didn't hear the sound of the exchange of fire from above, so they hurriedly followed the stairs. When they looked down, they suddenly felt that their hair stood on end, and their hair stood on end.

Speaking of which, Hua Twelve had killed many people, but the situation in front of him inevitably gave him the same uncomfortable physiological reaction he had when he killed someone for the first time.

Wesley was even more unbearable and turned around and started vomiting.

In the basement, the lights were dim, and iron chains were hanging down from the ceiling. There were iron hooks on the iron chains, and human corpses were hung on the iron hooks. There were dozens of corpses of men, women, old and children, densely packed together. The air was filled with

There's a faint odor, I don't know if it's corpse odor.

The most important thing is that each of these corpses has a ferocious expression, looking like a ghost.

Hua Twelve looked at the cross in disgust and asked, "Are these the people your brothers will kill?"

Cross nodded: "Sometimes after we kill someone, in order not to attract the attention of the police, we will bring the body back and use it as a target for gun and knife practice. After using it, we will put it in the incinerator to destroy the traces of the body. But usually

There are only three or two corpses hanging here, I haven’t been back for more than a month, I don’t know how it ended up like this!”

Hua Twelve sneered: "That guy Sloan must have known that he was exposed, so he just broke the pot and took over the job!"

Cross pointed to the other side of the basement and said: "Go up the stairs over there, which is the library, and then go up to Sloan's office. I guess they should be ambushing in the library now!"

Hua Twelve looked at the route and felt it was okay. He didn't have to go through the corpses and could pass by sticking to the wall.

Wesley couldn't stand this kind of environment: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's leave now!"

As he spoke, he rushed over and left this disgusting place.

"etc!"

Hua Twelve stopped him, then put away his guns, reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out an M16 assault rifle.

Cross had seen Hua Twelve's magic-like gun-holding action before. Although he was still surprised this time, it was not as big of a reaction as the first time he saw it. However, this was the first time for his son Wesley to see it, and he stared.

Big eyes said in surprise:

"How do you fit such a big gun into it? It's unscientific!"

Hua Twelve laughed: "Your unseen look is exactly the same as your father's back then!"

He said that he pointed the M16 in his hand at the hanging corpses and started shooting them one by one, until the corpses were hit with pieces of meat flying.

The cross looked at it silently, but Wesley couldn't bear it and said loudly:

"Sir, the dead should be respected!"

Hua Twelve shrugged: "Totally agree!"

He said he agreed, but kept holding the M16 in his hand, and then joked towards the cross: "It seems that the lessons you taught your son are not enough!"

Carlos smiled bitterly and shook his head. Wesley was about to say more, but suddenly he saw a fat man flashing out from behind a corpse that had not been mowed down by Hua Twelve Bullets.

This fat man's blond curly hair hangs down his shoulders, making him look like a fat thunder god, but he has a violent aura all over his body. He is clearly one of the top killers of the Brotherhood in the original plot, the Butcher!

The Butcher obviously also used the secret technique of bursting out adrenaline, and his speed was as fast as lightning, which was simply out of proportion to his fat body.

He held two sharp knives in both hands. The moment he dodged, he threw out the two knives. One of the sharp knives only hit Hua Twelve, and the other sharp knife flew towards the cross Carlos.

The ability to burst out with adrenaline can increase the strength and speed of the human body several times. In this state, the butcher threw the flying knives. At a distance of about ten meters, the two knives almost fell out of hand before they fell in front of Hua Twelve and the cross.

Hua Twelve blocked the gun with his M16, and with a click, the sharp knife cut into the gun body more than an inch deep, directly destroying the structure of the gun barrel. If he fired again, the chamber would definitely explode.

It was similar on the other side of the cross. He used two pistols crossed to block the knife, and both pistols were destroyed by the knife at the same time.

As soon as the flying knife arrived, the butcher's fat body followed him and appeared in front of the three people. At this time, Wesley, who had reacted, raised his gun and was about to shoot the butcher, but it was already too late.

Two more sharp knives appeared in the butcher's hand. One knife was inserted into the back of Wesley's hand, piercing him and the gun in his hand. The other knife was pointed at the cross and pierced Carlos head-on.

Maybe the butcher didn't know Hua Twelve, so he regarded the Cross and his son as the biggest threat.

Just as the cross was about to reach out to grab the butcher's wrist, Hua Twelve had already kicked him out. The powerful kick hit the butcher's abdomen, sending the nearly 300 kilogram fat man flying more than ten meters away and rolling to the ground.

Two times.

"ah......"

It was only then that Wesley yelled out because of the pain in his palm.

The butcher was in a state of exploding secret skills, his blood was full of adrenaline, and he was not afraid of pain at all. Although Hua Twelve kicked him hard, he still turned over and stood up, and was about to do it again

Throw out the sharp knife in your hand.

boom!

But Hua Twelve directly threw away the M16 that was chopped by the knife, took out the shotgun from the storage space, and beat the butcher into a sieve with one shot.

If you're not fast, how can you dodge the shotguns?

The butcher stood there with blood pouring from his body, and asked with unwillingness in his eyes: "Where is your gun...?"

boom!

The butcher's answer was another shot of shotgun. The huge power drove his fat body off the ground with both feet, and fell to the ground with a bang, making no sound again.

------Digression-----
Chapter completed!
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