Just as Matt was about to turn around and capture this person to interrogate him, he heard a bang in the distance. Not far away, a person fell from the roof of a building.
He frowned and immediately gave up on the idea of going back.
The person who had fallen was similar to the others. He was fully equipped, and had probably been after Matt, but he had been killed by a sniper.
Was he so valuable that these hitmen would kill each other in advance?
Luke, who had been mistaken by Lawyer Matt as a hitman, had already picked up the rifle from the first hitman. Looking at the red dot projected on his lenses, he moved again.
Now, unless he personally took Matt away, the hitmen around him would pounce on him.
Luke didn't think it was a good time for him to meet Lawyer Matt.
Given Daredevil's personality, he definitely wouldn't be able to accept Luke's method of killing people.
However, Luke basically ended all evil people once and for all, and crippled a few depending on the situation.
The hitmen tonight all ended their troubles once and for all. He didn't have the time to discuss with Lawyer Matt whether killing was the right thing to do.
It was better to just shoot in secret and do a good deed without leaving his name.
Matt's escape didn't go smoothly.
The hitmen who had rushed over were all above average. There were many veterans and elites among them, and there were more than one or two of them.
In terms of numbers and weapons, these people completely crushed Matt.
For the first time, Matt, who had always only used short-range, low-damage weapons like short sticks, tasted what it was like to be surrounded and beaten up by a group of experts with modern firearms.
He couldn't use the combat skills that he was so proud of at all. These people seemed to know his background, and opened fire from afar, not giving him a chance to get close.
Matt was only wearing ordinary clothes, and couldn't take a single shot.
He could only shuttle through all kinds of dark corners, constantly looking for an opportunity to escape.
However, he also realized that several times when he was surrounded, a hitman in a certain direction would suddenly fall, and an escape route would appear again.
To the others, it sounded like the same gunshots were all the same.
As for Matt, he knew that it was the same rifle that killed those hitmen every time.
Someone was helping him!
But what puzzled him was that the original owner of this gun should be one of the killers who chased after him and attacked him several times. Why did he suddenly change his attitude?
Exhausted from running for his life, he did not have the time to lock onto this traitor killer who was far away, nor did he have the time to think about this person's purpose. He could only try his best to run for his life.
Luke, who had "switched sides," scratched his head at that moment.
These assassins were crazy.
In just a short ten minutes, they had arrived from all directions, and the number of people had already exceeded twenty.
Even though he had killed five assassins in a row and helped Matt escape the fate of being trapped to death several times, Matt still couldn't escape.
"How long until our people arrive?" he asked Selina.
Selina said, "The nearest patrol car will take three minutes."
Luke was helpless.
Now, there were twenty professional killers with guns chasing after Matt.
Lawyer Matt was also a commoner, so he would be dead after one or two shots.
On the other hand, these assassins were not a team. They were scattered all over the place, and their vigilance and professional skills were high.
It was impossible for Luke to get rid of them quickly.
Why are you running around when you don't have a bulletproof vest?! He couldn't help but curse a certain lawyer inwardly.
After all, Matt didn't even know that he had a bounty on his head. He thought that his opponents were gangsters.
This guy was pleasing to the eye, and Luke didn't want him to die, so he could only give up on earning experience and credit points.
Making up his mind, he put the precision rifle into his inventory and dove down.
At that moment, Matt was in a predicament again.
Five more killers surrounded him, and gunshots rang out from time to time, hitting the walls and debris around him with popping sounds.
These killers weren't shooting very frequently, but they had sealed off all his escape routes, leaving him no choice but to hide in a corner.
The killers were constantly closing in, reducing Matt's space to escape. He didn't have much time left.
What should I do? As Matt pondered, he used his ears to search for a possible way out.
Suddenly, his ears twitched.
The gunshots of a killer in the south stopped, and Matt heard the sound of bones breaking. Then, there was the sound of wind rushing toward him.
Matt was horrified.
Could this person fly?
Almost subconsciously, he left the corner and started to run.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
After four gunshots, Matt grunted and rolled on the ground, cursing inwardly.
A bullet brushed past his thigh, taking away a piece of flesh.
This was already a huge stroke of luck.
These killers were all using rifles. If the bullets hit the mark, a huge hole would immediately appear in Matt's thigh, and he would be incapacitated.
But the greater danger came from the person who flew over from the sky.
As long as this person was here, Matt wouldn't be able to escape even if he wasn't injured.
Even with Matt's steely willpower, he couldn't help but feel helpless. Was he going to die here?
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The four killers launched a second round of attacks, enveloping Matt from head to toe.
Pu!
Pu! After two dull sounds, Matt felt himself being lifted into the air and moving quickly.
He was stunned.
The two sounds just now had been two bullets hitting … the person who had flown over.
This person had used his body to protect Matt, and the other two bullets had missed because the "flying person" had lifted Matt up, leaving him unscathed in the second round of attacks.
After all, Matt wasn't an ordinary person. He quickly asked, "Who are you?"
Luke rolled his eyes. "I just operated on you last time, and you're injured again. You're really stupid and bold."
Matt immediately understood. "Punher? (Boxer) "
Luke said, "Why are you asking if you already know? Have you been hit silly by a sniper rifle?"
In just two sentences, the two of them had crossed a distance of dozens of meters and disappeared behind an apartment building.
A minute later, Matt frowned as he endured the stench and said in a low voice, "Thank you."
Luke said, "It stinks here, but it's safer than staying up there and being beaten up like a rabbit, right?"
Matt could only nod. He was helpless against his overly keen sense of smell.
It was also for this reason that he rarely crawled around in the sewers like a rat.
He preferred to stay on the roof than in the sewers.
Not only was the air good there, it was also convenient for him to monitor further away.
Two minutes later, the torture was finally over.
Luke dragged him out of the sewers and into a room in the apartment building next door.
After entering the room, Luke found a first aid kit and cut open Matt's pants to check his injuries.
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