Matt was just about to strike back and catch this man to interrogate him about everything when he heard a bang in the distance and a person fell from the roof of a building not far away.
He frowned and immediately gave up the idea of fighting back.
The person who fell down was similar to the few people just now, fully equipped, and should have been coming for him, but he was killed by a sniper from nowhere.
Could it be that my value is so great that these killers are killing each other in advance
Luke, who was mistaken for a killer by Lawyer Ma, had already slung the rifle from the first killer, looked at the position of the red dot projected on the lens, and moved again.
Now, unless he personally comes forward to take Matt away, the killers who appear around will always pounce on him.
Luke didn't know that it was appropriate for him to see Lawyer Ma now.
Given Daredevil's personality, no one would accept his method of killing people at will.
But Luke usually kills all the evildoers once and for all, and for a few he cripples depending on the situation.
The killers tonight were all killed once and for all, so he had no time to discuss with Lawyer Ma whether killing was right.
It’s better to just shoot secretly and do good deeds without leaving a name.
Matt's escape attempt was never smooth either.
The killers that arrived from the surrounding areas were all above the qualified level, and there were many veterans and elites among them, and not just one or two.
These people completely crushed Matt in terms of numbers and weapons.
Matt, who has always insisted on using only short-range, low-lethality weapons such as short sticks, experienced for the first time the feeling of being surrounded and beaten by a group of experts with modern thermal weapons.
The fighting skills that he was so proud of were completely useless. These people seemed to know his strengths and weaknesses, so they fired from a distance and didn't give him a chance to get close.
Matt was wearing only ordinary clothes and couldn't withstand a single shot.
He could only move around in various dark corners, constantly looking for a chance to escape.
However, he also discovered that there were several times when he was surrounded, killers from a certain direction would suddenly pounce and the escape route would reappear.
To other people, the same type of gunshots all sounded similar.
As for Matt, he knew that it was the same rifle that killed those killers every time.
Someone is helping themselves!
But what puzzled him was that the original owner of this gun should be a killer who was hunting him and had attacked him several times. Why did he suddenly change his attitude now
He was so busy running that he had no time to lock onto the "defecting" killer who was far away, nor did he have time to think about this man's purpose. He could only keep running for his own life.
Luke, who had "changed sides", was also scratching his head at this moment.
These killers are crazy.
In just ten minutes, they came from all directions and their number exceeded twenty people.
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 take for our people to arrive?" he asked Selina.
Selina: "The nearest patrol car takes three minutes."
Luke was helpless.
Now there are twenty professional killers with guns chasing Matt.
Lawyer Ma is a commoner and would be in trouble if he gets shot once or twice.
On the other hand, these killers are not a team, but are scattered in all directions, with high alertness and professional skills.
It would be impossible for Luke to clean them all up quickly.
Why are you running around without a bulletproof vest? He couldn't help but complain about a certain lawyer in his mind.
Although this complaint was a bit exaggerated, after all, Matt didn't even know that he was wanted, and he thought his opponents were those gangsters.
This guy was pretty pleasing to the eye, and Luke didn't want him to die, so he had to give up his plan to earn experience points by shooting him secretly.
After making up his mind, he casually put the precision rifle into the storage space and pounced down.
Matt was in trouble again at this moment.
Five more killers were attacking him from all sides, and the occasional gunshots made the walls and debris around him make popping sounds.
The killers didn't shoot very frequently, but they blocked all his escape routes, forcing him to stay in this corner.
The killers were constantly moving closer, squeezing Matt's escape space and leaving him with little time.
What should I do? Matt thought about it and used his hearing to the fullest, looking for a possible way out.
Suddenly, his ears moved.
The gunfire from a killer in the south stopped. Matt could also hear the sound of the other party's bones breaking, and then a sound of breaking wind approaching him rapidly.
Matt was horrified.
Can this guy fly
Almost subconsciously, his body left the corner and started running.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
After four gunshots, Matt groaned, staggered and rolled on the ground, cursing inwardly.
A bullet grazed his thigh, taking away a piece of flesh.
This is already a great luck.
These killers all used rifles. If the bullets hit the target, a big hole would immediately appear in Matt's thigh, and he would lose his ability to move.
But the greater crisis comes from the man flying from the air.
As long as this person is there, Matt can't escape even if he is not injured.
Even with Matt's iron will, he couldn't help but feel helpless: Am I going to die here
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The four killers launched a second round of attack, covering Matt's entire body.
Puff!
After two slightly dull sounds, Matt felt that he was being carried up into the air and was moving very quickly.
He was stunned.
The two sounds just now were actually two bullets that hit... the person flying over.
The man used his body to protect Matt, and the other two bullets missed because of the "flying man"'s action of picking up Matt, leaving him unharmed in the second round of attack.
Matt was not an ordinary man after all, and he quickly asked, "Who are you?"
Luke rolled his eyes. "I just performed surgery on you last time, and you got hurt again this time. You are really a fool and a daredevil."
Matt immediately understood: "puncher
Luke: "You know it, but you're still asking? You must have been shot stupid by a sniper rifle!"
In just two short sentences, the two of them rushed over a distance of dozens of meters and disappeared behind an apartment building.
A minute later, Matt frowned, endured the stench from his nose, and whispered, "Thank you."
Luke: "Although it stinks here, it's safer than staying up there and being beaten like a rabbit by a bunch of people, right?"
Matt could only nod, helpless about his overly keen sense of smell.
It was also for this reason that he rarely crawled around in the sewers like a rat.
He prefers staying on the roof to going into the sewers.
Not only is the air there good, it also makes it easier for him to monitor places farther away.
Two minutes later, the torture finally ended.
He was dragged out of the sewer by Luke and entered a room in the nearby apartment building.
After entering the room, Luke found a medical kit and cut open Matt's trouser legs to check his injuries.