Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

"rest assured."

While following behind David and the others, Matt calmed down, focused, and let go of his sense of hearing.

In the textile factory after the explosion, the sizzling sound of flames igniting, the rustling sound of stone chips falling off, the heavy breathing of survivors...all of them were under his control.

Under the sound wave feedback, the internal structure of the entire factory also appeared in his mind.

After tens of seconds of induction, he suddenly said: "Be careful, there are still fifteen living people inside."

These words made David and the others stop in their tracks.

"Boy, how do you know?"

The gunsmith turned his head, his face was full of surprise, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, and his tone was surprised.

He has always been curious, why did David and Wesley bring a blind man with them in the team, and they expected a blind man to shoot someone?

Looking at it now, this blind man does not seem to be simple.

"I can hear very well."

Matt explained, responding positively to the gunsmith's question.

He could tell from the gunsmith's tone and heartbeat that the gunsmith was not malicious, so he had a good attitude.

"Fifteen people are still alive in the factory. Three people are dying. Don't worry about it. The remaining 12 people are divided into four groups. They are hiding in small compartments inside the factory and are hardly affected by the explosion..."

Matt described what he heard, and everyone couldn't help but gasp, contributing to global warming in advance.

Fox and the others looked at each other first, and then looked at David and Wesley. The meaning was obvious—this is a blind man, are you sure you can believe what he said?

"Listen to him."

David didn't hesitate: "Then Matt will command, we just shoot."

"agree."

Wesley agreed immediately, firmly.

"Ok."

David and Wesley can be regarded as members of the team who have more say in the team, and Fox is the only one who is in the same position as them.

But at this time, Fox chose to believe in the judgment of the two.

She nodded to the gunsmith, the repairman, and the butcher.

Immediately, everyone acted under the leadership of Matt and realized what God's perspective is.

After entering the dimly lit and obstructed factory interior, everyone was unaware of the surrounding environment, and they were still walking cautiously, observing the movement around them vigilantly.

A few minutes later, Matt's voice sounded again.

"The enemy is coming, two people, from the direction of eleven o'clock, behind the wall, ready to shoot..."

"Ok?"

The four people led by Fox were startled and looked at each other in blank dismay.

They didn't hear anything, and for a moment they doubted whether they should follow Matt's instructions.

"Listen to him."

David saw the hesitation of Fox and others: "If you want to win completely, follow his instructions, trust me!"

Wesley responded in a low voice: "Yes, I believe Matt."

"There are still five seconds, hurry up and concentrate..."

Matt's voice was soft, and his tone was very certain, with a hint of indisputability: "Three, two, one... it's now, shoot!!"

Bang bang bang bang! !

David and other six top gunmen fired at the same time.

As soon as the two enemies showed half of their heads from the corner of the wall, they were shot beyond recognition by the bullets of Fox and others.

Blood splattered, and the two of them fell straight down. Their eyes were only deeply blank, and they couldn't understand how Fox and the others managed to know their position so accurately in such an environment.

"It's done!"

Seeing the unimaginable effect of the attack, Fox and the others showed disbelief and surprise.

"The remaining three groups have joined together."

At this time, Matt seemed to hear something again, and whispered: "There are ten of them in total, hiding in the basement to discuss how to ambush us... The Sloan you are looking for is with them, I heard someone call his name .”

"Sloan is really lucky, he really didn't die."

When David heard the news, he didn't panic at all. He glanced at Wesley and said with a smile, "I remember you still have some leftover explosives?"

"of course."

Wesley instantly understood David's thoughts: "I'm afraid that I don't have enough explosives, so I wish I could blow up this factory."

"Then do it."

David laughed and said, "Blow him up first."

They are now actively attacking, but that doesn't mean they will attack indiscriminately.

Now that the enemy's position has been locked, it is natural to close the door and beat the dog.

soon.

Wesley retrieved the remaining approximately thirty kilograms of homemade bombs from the garbage truck.

The bomb in his hand is a dust bomb that is relatively easy to make and the materials are easy to find.

Although it sounds like a low-quality bomb, the power of a dust explosion is definitely not less than that of gunpowder-incendiary bombs and cloud bombs can also be said to be a special kind of dust bomb.

Its characteristic is that it is extremely destructive, can cause secondary explosions, and produce toxic gases.

It is absolutely impossible for Sloan and others to survive such an explosion.

Either rush out and fight to the death, or die in the basement space, there is no third choice.

In fact, after confirming that Sloan and others were located in the basement, in the eyes of David and others, Sloan was already a dead person.

Chapter 23 Celebration

Everyone came to the entrance of the basement.

"Be careful, they heard our footsteps and started to get alert."

Matt reminded.

"rest assured."

David nodded and smiled, "We're not smug bastards. Standing in front of you right now is the best killer team in the United States and even the world."

Matt nods.

Before the action, he learned what had happened from David, and felt very sympathetic to Wesley, who had helped him and had the same experience, even worse than him.

Therefore, when assisting David, there is no psychological barrier.

Seeing this, David smiled slightly.

To seek help from someone like Matt, who has a strong sense of justice but is also involved in darkness, he must learn to be flexible.

As long as Matt is given a premise-the enemy is not a good person, he can go all out and help calmly.

at this time.

Wesley disassembled the dust bomb in his hand and poured it all into the basement space.

Around him, David and the others stood ready to prevent Sloan and the others from rushing out.

In fact, with Matt present, they could clearly hear the movements of Sloan and others through Matt's ears.

……

basement space.

"They're approaching...Be careful."

"No, they seem to have stopped at the basement entrance."

"What's going on, I have an ominous premonition."

"Boss, what should we do? Should we just rush out?"

"hold on."

Sloan's face was extremely ugly.

He held a spray gun in his hand, his heartbeat was like a fierce drumbeat, and his brain was running fast, as if he was thinking about countermeasures.

rustling rustling...

At this time, he suddenly and keenly realized what the sound like quicksand coming from his ear meant.

"Bomb, dust bomb..."

Sloan instantly realized that something was wrong, the capillaries in his eyes ruptured, his eyes were covered in blood, and he let out a hoarse growl: "Come on, go out, hurry up, they used a dust bomb!!"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining few people panicked, but their movements were not slow at all.

Da Da Da Da! !

With hurried footsteps, they all rushed to the entrance of the basement.

Although they knew that the other party would definitely stick to the entrance, they had no choice at this time.

Either be killed in the basement, or rush out and be killed.

The former is certain to die, while the latter at least has a chance.

……

"They're going to run out...they're moving...Wesley, hurry up...don't fall, just throw the bomb in."

Matt's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly urged.

"it is good."

Wesley stopped pursuing the effect and threw the remaining packs of bombs into the basement.

Everyone stepped back immediately.

Wesley took out the lighter from his pocket, rubbed the flint, and the flame rose...

Whoosh!

He threw the lighter into the basement a few steps away.

Stimulated by the flames, the dust quickly reached the fire point, and a small-scale explosion exploded in everyone's ears again. The flames rose from the entrance of the basement, and the blazing temperature was chilling.

Although the explosion this time was not as good as the previous wave, it should not be underestimated.

At least, an unenhanced ordinary human body cannot compete.

"Sloan..."

Wesley stared at the entrance of the basement, as if waiting for something, and murmured, "Are you going to die like this? It's a little too cheap for you..."

Not only him, David and others are also staring.

"He's not dead."

It was Matt's voice again.

This time, everyone has raised their vigilance, and everyone has unconditionally trusted Matt's words.

Da da da! !

Exactly what Matt said.

At the entrance of the basement, a figure with a dark body, dripping with blood and flesh, with a faint smell of smoky burnt, and completely burned hair, like a demon who just crawled out of hell, appeared in front of everyone with difficult steps. in sight.

"David, Wesley..."

He was already extremely weak, but he didn't know what strength was supporting him to stand in front of David and the others.

"I underestimated you."