Matt was about to kill the horse pistol when he caught the man and asked him about everything, when he heard a bang in the distance, and a man on the roof of a building not far away fell and fell downstairs.

He frowned, and immediately dismissed his intention to kill back.

The person who fell was similar to the others just now, fully equipped, and should have been coming at him, but he was killed by a sniper from nowhere.

Could it be that his own value is so great that these killers kill each other in advance?

Luke, who was mistaken for the killer by Lawyer Ma, had already carried the rifle from the first killer, looked at the red dot projected on the lens, and shifted again.

Now, unless he comes forward to take Matt himself, the killers who pop up around him will always pounce.

Luke didn't know himself, and now he was in a good position to see lawyer Ma.

With Daredevil's character, he definitely can't accept his method of killing at every turn.

However, Luke is basically a hundred people who have done a lot of evil, and a few are disabled according to the situation.

Tonight's killers all belong to the ranks of a hundred, and he didn't have time to discuss the question of whether the murder was correct with Lawyer Ma.

It's better to shoot secretly and do good deeds without leaving a name.

Matt's disengagement never went well.

The strength of the killers who came one after another around was above the qualified line, and there were many veterans and elites among them, and there were not one or two.

These people completely crushed Matt in terms of numbers and weapons.

Matt, who has always adhered to the principle of using only short sticks, which is a short-range low-lethal weapon, tasted for the first time what it was like to be beaten by a group of experts with modern thermal weapons.

The martial arts he was so proud of couldn't be used at all, and these people seemed to know his details, firing from a distance, not giving him a chance to get close.

Matt was wearing just ordinary clothes and couldn't afford to be shot.

He could only shuttle through all kinds of dark corners, constantly looking for a chance to escape.

However, he also found that several times when he was surrounded, a killer from a certain direction suddenly rushed into the street, and the escape route would reappear.

Others sounded similar to the same type of gunshot.

Matt, for his part, knew that it was the same rifle that killed the killers every time.

Someone is helping themselves!

But what made him strange was that the original owner of this gun should have been a killer who was chasing after him, and he attacked him several times, why did he suddenly change his attitude now?

Exhausted, he didn't have time to lock on to this "defector" killer who was far away, and he didn't have time to think about this person's purpose, so he could only try to keep running for his own life.

Luke, who "defected", was also scratching his head a little at the moment.

These killers are insane.

In just ten minutes, they came from all directions one after another, and the number of people had exceeded twenty.

Even though he killed five killers in a row and helped Matt escape from being trapped and killed several times, Matt still couldn't escape.

"How long will it be before our people arrive?" He asked Selena.

Selena: "The nearest patrol police car is also three minutes. ”

Luke was helpless.

Now it's twenty professional killers with guns chasing and intercepting Matt.

Lawyer Ma is also a cloth profession, and he has to fight the street after one or two shots.

On the other hand, these killers are not a team, they are distributed in all directions, spread out very much, and have high alertness and professional skills.

It was impossible for Luke to get rid of them quickly.

Without body armor, what are you doing when you come out and run around! He couldn't help but complain about a certain lawyer in his heart.

Although this complaint is a bit excessive, after all, Matt didn't know that he was being rewarded at all, and thought that his opponent was those gangsters.

This guy is quite pleasing to the eye, and Luke doesn't want him to die, so he can only give up the small abacus of playing black guns to earn experience points.

With a decision in his heart, he casually put the precision rifle into the storage space, and the whole person flew down.

Matt was in trouble again at the moment.

Five more killers bit him around him, and the occasional gunshots cracked through the debris of the walls around him.

These killers didn't shoot frequently, but they blocked all the escape routes, so he could only shrink into this corner.

The killers were constantly moving closer, compressing Matt's escape space, leaving him with little time.

What to do? Matt pondered, his ears working with all his might, looking for a possible way out.

Suddenly, his ears moved.

The gunfire of a killer to the south stopped, and Matt heard the sound of the other man's bones shattering, and then a burst of wind rushed towards him.

Matt was horrified.

Can this man fly?

Almost subconsciously, his body left the corner and began to run.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

After four gunshots, Matt snorted, and the whole person staggered and rolled on the ground, secretly screaming in his heart.

A bullet grazed his thigh, taking away a piece of flesh with him.

This is already great luck.

These killers are rifles, and if the bullet hits right, Matt will immediately have a large hole in his thigh, incapacitating.

But the bigger crisis comes from the man who flew in from the sky.

As long as this person is there, Matt can't run away even if he is not injured.

With Matt's steely will, he couldn't help but flash a helpless emotion: Is it going to die here?

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The four killers unleashed a second round of attacks, enveloping Matt's entire body.

Poof!

After two faint muffled sounds, Matt felt like he was being carried up and flying, moving quickly.

He froze.

The two shots just now hit the ...... The guy who flew in.

The man shielded Matt with his body, and the other two bullets were missed by the "flying man" picking up Matt, leaving him unscathed in the second round.

Matt was not mortal after all, and quickly asked, "Who are you?" ”

Luke rolled his eyes: "I operated on you last time, and this time you were injured again, you are really stupid and bold." ”

Matt immediately understood: "Punher? (Boxer)"

Luke: "I know, I asked, you were stupid by a sniper gun!" ”

In just two sentences, the two rushed across a distance of dozens of meters and disappeared behind an apartment building.

A minute later, Matt frowned, endured the stench coming from the tip of his nose, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Luke: "It stinks in here, but it's safer than staying up there and being beaten as rabbits by a bunch of people, right?" ”

Matt could only nod his head, helpless at his overly keen sense of smell.

That's why he used to rarely crawl around the sewers like a rat.

He prefers to stay on the roof than to go down the drain.

The air there is not to mention, and it is also convenient for his hearing to monitor farther away.

After two minutes, the torture finally ended.

He was dragged out of the sewers by Luke and into a room in a nearby apartment building.

Once in the room, Luke finds a medical kit and cuts Matt's trouser leg open to check on his injuries.