Chapter 425 The Power of the Holy Spear

The two of them hid quickly. When the sound got closer, they found that there were a dozen men in black running, seemingly avoiding something.

Looking closely, the two actually saw something special in the hand of one of the men in black.

A golden spear!

"Holy Spear!"

"Oh my God!" Matt was shocked.

They instantly understood that this group of people must have the same purpose as them, and they broke into a more important place!

And they succeeded!

After being shocked for a few seconds, Matt suddenly thought of something.

"I'm sorry, guys!"

He took out the last flash bomb from his arms and threw it directly at the group of people.

He pulled the stunned Carlos and ran forward.

As for the Holy Spear, he knew his identity and would not dream of such a deadly thing.

The fifth man in black ran while stroking the Holy Spear with a happy face.

In the current situation, the things are basically gone!

Just as he was thinking this, something suddenly flashed in front of him, as if something was thrown over?

"Not good!"

Just as he saw what it was, a strong white light and noise flashed in front of him.

"Ah!"

In just a moment, including the No. 5 black-clothed man, more than a dozen black-clothed men were all deafened and blinded, and fell into confusion.

"Sorry, may God bless you!"

Matt, who saw this scene from a distance, prayed to God for them in the church in a hypocritical manner.

After saying that, he took advantage of these people to attract attention and quickly carried Carlos away.

He slipped away, and the No. 5 black-clothed man was miserable. After falling into chaos, even if he recovered later, he was still chased by the soldiers behind him.

In just a moment, their number was reduced again, and in the end only the No. 5 black-clothed man and the other two escaped.

In a dark alley corner, the middle-aged black-clad man No. 5 was panting, his face full of anger, "Asshole, don't let me find you!"

He hated the guy who secretly released the flash bomb, and swore that if he met him, he would definitely kill him!

Thanks to him, he experienced a life-and-death crisis and almost lost his life.

At this time, the three men in black were leaning against the wall, panting frantically in this alley.

"No. 5, No. 9, what should we do next?"

The speaker was a man in his thirties with an ordinary appearance.

He looked at No. 5 holding the Holy Spear and another strong man in his forties and asked.

No. 9, who was in his forties, replied, "Of course, contact the higher-ups and hand in the Holy Spear."

"We sacrificed many people, but as long as we have the Holy Spear, it's all worth it!"

"The higher-ups will definitely reward us when they get the Holy Spear. That must be a sum of money that we can't spend in our lifetime!"

As he said that, greed appeared in his eyes.

After hearing this, No. 11 couldn't help but look at No. 5, but as soon as he looked over, he was stunned.

I saw that No. 5 was stroking the golden holy spear, looking obsessed.

"No. 5, what are you doing?" No. 11 said with a smile, "Even if you like it, this thing is not ours. We will have to hand it over sooner or later."

"Yes, it doesn't belong to us." No. 5 stopped and said with a sigh, "Do you think this holy object has any special power?"

"Special power?"

No. 11 and No. 9, who had never seen Simon take action, were stunned.

After a while, No. 11 smiled and said, "Maybe, but even if it does, it has nothing to do with us."

No. 5 heard this and suddenly replied inexplicably, "That's not necessarily true..."

"What?"

No. 11 was stunned, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Suddenly, he saw No. 5 walked to No. 9's side, took out a dagger from his waist, and stabbed the other's heart like lightning.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man No. 9 screamed, covered his chest and fell to the ground against the wall.

"You!"

Number 11 was shocked and said in surprise, "What are you doing!"

He reacted quickly and wanted to take out the gun from his waist, but before he could put his hand on the gun, Number 5 rushed up with a dagger.

After a fight, Number 11 fell to the ground with his bleeding wound covered, looking at him angrily, "Why!"

"This thing belongs to me..." Number 5 murmured enthusiastically.

Number 11 wanted to say something angrily, but Number 5 stepped forward and cut his neck with a knife.

Seeing that Number 11 lost consciousness with hatred on his face, Number 5 picked up the golden holy spear, his eyes full of heat, and murmured, "This thing belongs to me..." If

these two people died, he could buy more time. At that time, he just had to run to the mountains and hide, and no one would be able to find him!

Thinking of this, he showed a look of joy on his face, and his palm stroked the golden holy spear.

After a few seconds, he turned around and was about to leave here.

Unfortunately, before he could walk far, a gunshot came from behind.

In an instant, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, as if something had pierced through him.

"Ah!" A scream rang out.

Someone was shooting at him!

He turned his head in horror and immediately saw Number Nine holding a gun.

How is it possible!

Number Five's first reaction was disbelief. He had clearly stabbed the dagger into this guy's heart, so how could he still be alive?

He was surprised, but he didn't know that Number Nine was horrified when he saw him.

After barely firing a shot, Number Nine's right hand fell down weakly, and the black pistol slipped from his hand.

"Why are you okay?" Number Nine said in astonishment.

He was fine because his heart was slightly displaced, but Number Five in front of him was shot in the back of the head, but he could still turn around and not even fall down until now?

The bullet hit the brain!

He believed that he was not dazzled, and it was impossible for him to ignore the gunshot wound in the back of Number Five's head.

Number Five, who was originally in a state of panic and fear of death, was stunned. He realized that he was not dead yet?

Was the severe pain in the back of his head fake?

With doubts, he stretched out his right hand and touched the back of his head. In the accompanying severe pain, he felt a hole in the middle of the back of his head.

He took his hand back in fear, and what he saw was a hand full of blood.

"I'm not dead?"

This question immediately hit his heart.

In his mind, how could he still be alive after being shot in the head?

After a few seconds of hesitation, he thought of something and couldn't help but raise the golden holy spear, his expression constantly changing.

Was it because of the holy spear?

Number Nine saw his action and understood something, his eyes widened in astonishment.

The holy spear stained with holy blood actually has such power?!

After being shocked, he became deeply desperate. He had originally had hope of a comeback, but with this change, he completely lost hope.

Glancing at the gun near his palm, he gritted his teeth and wanted to pick it up again.

Unfortunately, before he could get the gun in his hand, Number Five noticed his action, immediately picked up the dagger in anger, and rushed towards him fiercely.

(End of this chapter)