squeak!
Amidst the screeching sound of the brake pads, the two cars came to a stop one after the other.
Jason picked up the female pastry chef and rushed out of the car.
Hannibal had unconditional trust in Jason and followed immediately.
The same goes for the female pastry chef.
Therefore, she didn't struggle at all, and adjusted her body to cooperate with Jason.
And Edward, Bancy and Griffin in the car behind were even more alert. After the car in front braked suddenly, they took out their weapons, opened the door and rolled out.
Cars seem like a solid defense to the average person.
But in the eyes of Edward, Bancy and Griffin, it was a coffin.
There may be some glass and steel mixed in, but the essence of the coffin remains unchanged.
And in the next moment—
Da da da!
In the shadows, gunfire spewed out.
Bullets rained down, penetrating the vehicle Jason was riding in.
The vehicle driven by little Bancy was only affected, which relieved little Bancy who hid at the entrance of a side alley.
His entire fortune is in that car!
If it is really taken care of, you can only listen to the sound once and watch the fireworks once.
"fortunately!"
"fortunately!"
Little Banxi rejoiced from the bottom of his heart.
At this time, the gunfire stopped for a while.
Little Bansy clenched the mortar in his hand and began to aim.
He will not show his head.
Little Banci, who was born in the army, knew very well that the cessation of such gunfire did not mean that the enemy was reloading, but 'lure'!
'Bait' those who think the opponent is reloading and rush out.
He can guarantee that as long as he rushes forward, he will be directly beaten into a sieve.
Because, those who just shot, will keep at least 1-2 bullets.
Even, there will be backup gunners left.
Each of these supplementary shooters is a sharpshooter. They will not shoot at will with others, and will only kill them with one blow at critical moments.
Little Bancy understood.
Edward naturally understood.
Griffin may not understand, but after seeing the reactions of Bancy and Edward, he will naturally understand.
So did Hannibal.
Only the female pastry chef was in a daze, she watched Jason walk out stupidly.
In fact, when Jason walked out, everyone was dumbfounded.
Including these attackers.
They never thought that Jason, who had a keen reflex, would walk out so easily.
However, the instinct of long-term training allowed them to complete the aim in an instant.
But just when the attackers were about to pull the trigger—
"Close your eyes!"
Jason yelled.
Out of trust in Jason, Hannibal, Edward and the others directly closed their eyes.
Then…
Bi!
Jason yelled.
All of a sudden, the street was lit up with a bright light at night.
Aiming at the assailant here, he felt nothing but whiteness in front of him.
The attackers who were closer only felt the pain in their eyes and couldn't help crying out in pain. However, long-term training kept them quite calm. After encountering the mutation, they immediately left the hiding place. ground, and tried to widen his eyes, looking around.
However, what they didn't expect was that the white glow in their eyes hadn't disappeared yet, and incomparably complicated and unclear words came into their ears for a while.
PlPo!
A thick gray mist filled the surroundings.
Standing in the middle of the street, Jason slowly took out his hockey mask and put it on.
The broad-bladed short-handled machete was in his hand, and that icy voice came from behind the mask.
"Hunting time!"
[Fog Hidden] Within the range covered by the secret technique, his perception is normal.
He could clearly see the assailants who were blinded one after another, and couldn't even distinguish the north, south, east, and west in the fog.
He stepped up to the attackers.
The proficiency option [Dark Embrace] of [Griffin Body Forging] at the proficiency level provides him with the special effect of basic stealth and concealment level +2 in the night, darkness, and shadows at all times.
At this moment, with the blessing of [Fog Hidden], the stealth level will be +1 again.
Cooperating with [Fog Hidden] another agility +0.4 blessing, Jason's already silent footsteps became like ghosts.
When he got close to an attacker, the attacker carefully looked around and didn't see Jason behind him at all.
The next moment, Jason raised his hand abruptly and covered the opponent's mouth.
"Woo... uh!"
The other party's voice was suppressed in the chest, and the whole person was directly dragged into the thick fog.
In an instant, there was only thick fog rolling in place.
And Jason who walked out again.
An instant was enough for Jason to deal with the opponent.
And this is not the first.
It won't be the last either.
Jason, wearing a hockey mask, walked in the thick fog, ruthlessly hunting down the next target.
One passed by right in front of him, but didn't notice Jason's target.
Without any fancy, Jason raised his hand and knifed.
puff!
The other party was clutching his throat and was about to fall, but Jason grabbed the body and dragged him into a corner.
In this corner, there are already four corpses.
This is the fifth one.
There were five more attackers.
Jason was not anxious.
He patiently moved on to the next goal.
This is the assailant in the same outfit as before.
The difference was that the opponent had a pistol in one hand and a dagger in the other, looking around vigilantly with his eyes and listening with his ears.
Clearly, the assailant had prepared more responses.
But it didn't work at all.
Jason approached the opponent, and the machete in his hand pierced through the opponent's chest with a whistling sound.
Although the attacker was about to turn around when he heard the whistling sound, Jason, who was close at hand and prepared, would undoubtedly be faster.
The attacker could only look down at the blade protruding from his chest before falling to the ground.
As before, Jason grabbed the corpse as soon as he raised his hand. He dragged the corpse into the corner and placed it on top of the attacker's corpse he had dealt with before.
"Four more!"
Jason thought silently. Disappeared in the thick fog again.
puff!
"Three!"
puff!
"two!"
puff!
"There is still one!"
The sound of blades cutting flesh and blood one after another finally made the attacker in the dense fog unable to bear it anymore.
"Everyone, come closer to me!"
"Everyone, hear, move closer to me!"
The last attacker yelled loudly.
Then he heard footsteps.
Immediately, the man's face brightened, and he ran towards the direction where the footsteps sounded.
He was fed up with this silent killing.
He doesn't want to die.
He wants to resist.
But he is really weak alone, he needs to find a companion who can rely on his back, and then, he will fight this silent killer to the death.
If there are a few more people, the attacker doesn't mind.
Unfortunately, when he rushed to the location where the footsteps sounded, all he saw was a tall figure wearing a hockey mask.
The knife in the opponent's hand has been raised high.
The next moment, straight down—
puff!
Blood sprayed.
The fog gradually dissipated.
Edward, Bancy, Griffin and others who had been paying attention to the battlefield saw a scene they would never forget.
Jason, wearing a hockey mask and holding a machete with a broad blade, stood quietly beside the stack of more than a dozen corpses. The wind was blowing on the hockey mask, and Jason's eyes were calm.
The smell of blood scattered in all directions moved with the wind.
Fill the wind with death.
Death also dances with the wind.
Under the night sky, it became more and more quiet.
Only Jason's coat was rattling.