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Chapter 277 God's Will

The unique skills of the Mutual Aid Society that Catalia is using now was taught by Locke. The gun martial arts summed up by Locke himself is too complicated and too difficult to get started, so he compiled a set of small gunfight skills based on the arc ballistic technique of the Mutual Aid Society , Those who work for him are qualified to learn.

At this time, the man in black opposite Katalia was using a similar technique, which made Locke raise his eyebrows slightly. It seems that there are people behind the mutual aid association. No clues were left.

"It seems that you don't intend to explain." The black-clothed killer stared at Katalia and said.

"I think you'd better prepare your last words now." Katalia threw away the empty gun in her hand, and pulled out a Beretta from her back.

"You have learned the skills of mutual aid associations well, but you are still a little short of the fire, so..." As he said that, the black-clothed killer also threw away the empty gun in his hand, rushed forward, and took out a pistol from his armpit with his right hand.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!"

The two sides started exchanging fire again, and in the end Katalia suddenly felt a sharp pain in her right calf, which made her cry out in pain, but it was the man in black who hit her with the last bullet.

Immediately afterwards, the black-clothed killer quickly approached with a smug grin, and held up Katalia's right hand holding the gun.

"Oh!"

With a muffled sound, the other hand of the black-clothed killer clenched into a fist and hit her in the abdomen: "Don't think that you can be proud of killing some pawns in the Mutual Aid Society, you and the people behind you will soon be killed one by one!" Find out."

Under the sudden and violent attack, Katalia lost her strength for a while. She could sense that the opponent was a master, but Locke sold it secretly twice before, which scratched the black-clothed killer's shoulder and affected his vision. Thinking about losing.

In the final analysis, Katalia is best at sneaking and attacking. She is not weak in frontal combat, but there is still a gap compared to top players like the black-clothed killer.

With a large number of troops and this powerful black-clothed killer, it's no wonder that Lorraine missed and was caught.

However, Katalia was not desperate, and she looked at the other party with pity, because she knew that Locke had been observing by the side, and at this time he would definitely make a move.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Do you still think there will be a chance to turn things around?" The black-clothed killer had the chance to win, and his originally indifferent face took on a look of cruel excitement:

"It seems that you are a hard-talking guy like the woman who was arrested before, but it doesn't matter. When I bring you back to the United States, there are some ways to entertain you. I want to see who it is that dares to fight with us. Right!"

As he said that, the black-clothed killer snatched the gun from Katalia's hand and aimed it at her chin: "Come with me now, it just so happens that there is still the last bullet in it."

"You don't need to spend so much effort." Katalia suddenly smiled and said, "It's actually very simple for you to meet the boss behind me!"

At this moment, the black-clothed killer suddenly stood upright, because he noticed that there was an extra person behind him.

"It turns out that there are people behind the Mutual Aid Society that I wiped out." When the words came out, a hand had already pinched the back of the black-clothed killer's neck, holding him in mid-air:
"Actually, I'm also very curious about you. You don't need to go back to the United States. I think you should tell me what you know now."

The voice sounded very young, and the next moment a sharp pain came from his legs, but it was Locke who directly kicked the black-clothed killer's knee, and then he saw an extremely young and handsome face.

"Who the hell are you?" The black-clothed killer stared closely at Locke and asked through gritted teeth.

"Shouldn't I first ask who you are working for?" Locke said, lifting Katalia's injured calf, brushing his palm over it, and the bloody wound had recovered as before.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the black-clothed killer suddenly shrank, and he looked at Locke with disbelief.

"It turned out to be the Youying family. You work for Carlot. I heard from Deborah that she doesn't seem to like this cousin who always competes with her in every way."

By ingesting divine thoughts, Locke grasped the person behind the other party in an instant. He really didn't expect that the funder behind the mutual aid association was actually the Youying family, or several old American families including the Youying family.

While the textile factory operates its own killer business, it is just an organization that provides these veteran families with thugs in exchange for a certain degree of protection.

Otherwise, the textile factory would not be able to have an intelligence network comparable to that of the Continental Hotel, which controls the global killer trading platform, with only a few hundred people in its headquarters.

This killer in black was once one of the elite killers in the textile factory, but was recruited by one of Deborah's cousins ​​to work for him.

"For the sake of being an acquaintance, do you want to play a game?" Locke said casually, but he was digesting the information he just got in his heart, thinking about how to deal with this person.

"Who the hell are you?!" At this moment, the black-clothed killer's expression had turned into panic. He obviously didn't say anything, so why did this guy already know everything.

And the woman's injury was healed in an instant just now. This is not a power that humans can possess at all. The pressure on her body is as if he had seen the person who was said to be Carlot's great-great-grandfather once before.

Could it be that the person in front of me is the same as that adult, looks the same as 20 years old, but is actually over a hundred years old?
When the other party was thinking wildly, Locke couldn't help raising his eyebrows in the face of the information he had just received. As he learned more about the world of American dramas, he felt that this was not an ordinary world.

It's just obvious that this black-clothed killer knows very little, and if he wants to know more, he has to start with the Youying family.

"How about leaving him to me, boss." Katalia also recovered from her injuries at this time, looking at the black-clothed killer with dangerous eyes.

"It's up to you to deal with it, but don't delay it for too long. There will still be work for a while. It is necessary to rescue Lorraine before the people in the stronghold realize that something is wrong and transfer. She has suffered a lot." Locke said. Got Vanessa on the phone.

"There will be no delay, I just want to do it myself." After speaking, Katalia picked up her gun from the ground again, looked at the black-clothed killer and said, "There is still one bullet, this may be God's gun. will!"

"Since you know about it, you still dare to oppose us. You really don't know how to live or die. You will die a miserable death. Your relatives and friends..." Seeing this scene, the black-clothed killer couldn't help but began to curse.

"boom!"

With a gunshot in the dark night, the curse of the black-clothed killer disappeared, and Katalia put the gun away, and looked at Locke: "What should we do next, boss."

"Let's go, the new car Vanessa prepared for me should be here, let's go get Lorraine back." Putting the phone away, Locke pointed again, and the body of the killer in black was reduced to ashes.

(End of this chapter)