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A hundred yards away in the blink of an eye.

boom!

Just at the moment when the butcher's eyes narrowed and he was about to escape, the silver car crashed into the butcher's body with a roar like a wild horse.

Next second!

The butcher was instantly knocked out like a kite, and the brand-new Gatling he just purchased in his hand naturally followed his owner and flew out.

boom!

The butcher who was knocked out screamed and the crowd looked at him as he hurriedly ran away. With a roar, he smashed into a restaurant at the intersection. He plunged into it like a cannonball.

, after falling to the ground, several dining tables were overturned in an instant, rolling on the ground like a fat football.

Gatlin, who broke away from the butcher's hand, drew a beautiful arc in the air and then smashed through the windshield of a car with a thud.

The man who just yelled at the butcher, then looked at Gatlin and thought his life was at risk, and now looked at the man with the barrel of the gun falling directly into his arms, was completely paralyzed at this moment.

Almost all of these things happen in the blink of an eye.

moment.

The air all around seemed to be stagnant.

But soon, the stagnant air was broken by the first scream.

"ah!"

"It's murder."

"Thick and greasy!"

"God!"

"..."

In an instant, not only the pedestrians at the intersection panicked, but also the restaurant where the butcher crashed into, heard screams that were no less than those outside. Then, the people dining in the restaurant and the waiters even

The chefs screamed and ran out of the restaurant in panic.

The entire intersection suddenly looked like people were on their backs.

"call!"

Hawke, who got out of the car with his coffee, rolled up his sleeves, revealing Zuo Qinglong and You Baihu on both arms, and then took a sip of the coffee in the cup with a very relaxed and calm expression.

Um.

not bad.

Hawke looked at the cup of coffee in his hand that he bought from a small shop on the road. He originally wanted to take it to the cinema to drink, but now he had time to take a sip of coffee. He gave his own evaluation, then stretched his right hand behind him and took it out.

He pinned the Beretta equipped with a silencer behind him, then went against the flow of people running behind him in a panic, stepped on his leather shoes, and walked slowly towards the restaurant at the intersection.

What?

car?

What car.

It was obviously stolen, and when the time comes, it will naturally be paid by the co-prosperity insurance company that insured it.

Hawke bought this car second-hand and had been driving it for two years. He just happened to take this opportunity to get a new one.

As for the butcher?

Although the force of the impact just now looked very powerful, perhaps others did not see it, but Hawke could clearly see that the force of the impact on the butcher was not as heavy as expected.

and……

When this guy was in Jersey City last year, it was said that the National Guard who came over hit a tank and blew it all away. As a result, this guy didn't escape.

so!

Hawke still wanted to watch the Butcher turn into a dead dog before his eyes.

"Click rub."

Hawke's leather shoes stepped on the broken glass shards of the restaurant, and with his right hand holding the Beretta, he opened the restaurant door that was half torn open due to the panic and ran away. He stepped on the broken glass shards and walked in.

In the restaurant where the lights were bright and dim at times, looking at the mess around the restaurant, he took a sip of the coffee on his left hand and said, "Bah!"

at this time.

There was a sparse sound coming from the bar counter in the restaurant where there were many fine wines. Then, along with the sound of arms pressing the bar counter, a man's face was covered in blood, but there was no doubt that his mental state was not only not bad, but even

The somewhat excited butcher stood up from behind the bar.

The next second.

The butcher staggered, steadied himself, opened his big mouth full of yellow teeth, and his eyes fell on Hawke who was standing at the door, wearing sunglasses, holding a gun in one hand, and coffee in the other.

Hahaha!

The butcher suddenly shouted loudly.

laughter……

It's very unpleasant to hear. It's the same as the howling of a pig when faced with a butcher's knife. It's comparable to, or even comparable to.

Hawke also laughed.

But no sound was made.

The corners of Hawke's mouth raised slightly, he took a sip of coffee and looked at the butcher who was laughing like a pig.

"Is it funny?"

"certainly."

"Yeah?"

"I thought it would be boring, but unexpectedly, the story suddenly became so interesting."

There was a clicking sound.

The butcher straightened his right arm and restored the dislocated right arm. He pressed his hands directly on the bar and roared, tearing the bar in front of him and raising it at the same time.

The wind howled.

Hawke raised his eyebrows as he looked at the bar that was spinning in circles in the air and crashing towards him.

This power...

You must have taken a ton of adrenaline.

The next second.

Boom!

The bar counter spun in circles, and a big hole was made on the hard floor. Then, the force of the marble bar counter continued unabated, making holes one after another on the ground, and was blasted out of the restaurant.

After rolling several times on the concrete floor outside, the speed slowed down and he landed in the middle of the intersection.

In the restaurant.

The butcher roared angrily, and like a wild boar, he charged towards Hawke, who had just avoided the bar a second ago.

The floor of the restaurant instantly felt like an earthquake.

"Ah! Boom boom boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

While Hawke was retreating, he raised his right hand. Beretta fired, and bullets came out one after another. None of them missed, and they all hit the butcher's body.

but……

The butcher's speed is bottomless.

The four bullet holes on his body were bright and bleeding, but this did not make the butcher, who looked like a wild boar, slow down.

So strong?

Where is your brain?

Hawke raised the Beretta in his hand, and with a bang, a bright yellow bullet came out instantly, whistling, and he hit the head of the butcher who saw him coming towards him, but didn't even think of avoiding it.

.

Bang!

The butcher's head was raised high, and his speed suddenly slowed down in an instant. Then, with a roar, it was raised abruptly like a derailed train, and then, his back and head came into close contact with the floor.

The sound was loud, like thunder.

But after this loud noise, the restaurant also fell into a brief silence.

The butcher, with his eyes wide open and blood flowing from the big hole between his eyebrows, was lying on the ground motionless. After a while, blood overflowed from the back of his head.

but……

Relying on his agility and speed, Hawke, who had not let the butcher get to him at all, suddenly chuckled, took a sip of the coffee in his hand, hung up the call from Gwen just now to ask where he was, and then put away the phone.

, looking at the butcher lying on the ground: "Stop pretending, I know you're not dead!"

The butcher lying in a pool of blood: "..."
Chapter completed!