The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine) novel Chapter 370

In an instant.

Jack and the others rushed to Dyson first.

They were aggressive and without hesitation.

In the banquet hall, there was exclamation and the screaming were deafening.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Were they crazy?

Even if the enemy was clearly outnumbering, they still dared to fight?

What were the odds of winning against more than one hundred people?

Even Dyson's pupils shrank and he was shocked.

The next second.

"You don't know what you are doing."

A bloodthirsty sneer formed at the corner of Dyson's mouth. He smoked his cigar and took a step back.

Almost at the same time.

Those hundreds of people standing behind him, like a tide, ran towards Jack and the others.

The fierce battle was on the verge.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Jack and the others were in a horn formation and were instantly overwhelmed by the crowd.

There were screams in fear that constantly sounded.

Some people even ignored the chaos and ran outside the banquet hall with their arms above their heads in panic.

Jack abruptly kicked the person in front of him like a flash so that he flew into the air. He moved like a ghost, and he moved straight out. He hid from the metal pipes, like a killer rushing he was through the crowd.

Brent relied on his statue, he was like a human-shaped bulldozer, opened and closed, no one could stop him.

Even Mr. Ward and Yael, who were relying on each other, moved freely through the crowd.

With only four people on Jack's side, they fought against hundreds of people.

The fighters Dyson brought were simply fighters in the eyes of Jack and his companions.

This was not at the same level as the killers on the Azrael List.

Not to mention the comparison with the killers that Jack had seen in Black Hell.

He was used to seeing such things.

The hundreds of people in front of them, in the eyes of the four, were like waves rising from a little stream, they were not to be feared at all.

Even their weakest, Yael, was not afraid.

Blood spattered and screams were heard again and again.

The fighters kept falling, defeated by Jack and the others.

There were also people who kept rushing towards them.

Dyson made it clear that he was hunting for Jack's life, so Jack did not hold back at all.

He was not stupid enough to hold back in such a situation.

The slightest softness towards the enemy was the most cruel to himself while fighting life and death.

The banquet hall seemed to have turned into a scene of bloody slaughter in an instant.

Everyone panicked to the extreme.

Although those people were the upper level, no one has seen such a "spectacular" bloody scene.

Only Ciara could remain calm.

"Ciara, what should we do? What should we do now?" Vinna asked Ciara, her eyes were full of worry on Yael who was fighting in the crowd.

Ciara's pretty face was pale, the situation was out of control to such an extent that it completely exceeded her expectations.

Even if the Burton family was on the decline, they should remain a bit of their own dignity, right?

But now, the Burton family simply didn't care about anything at all anymore!

What she didn't expect was that Dyson's madness gave no room for turning back at all.

She held the phone tightly in his hand and glanced down, there was no signal.

Ciara's heart sank, "Dyson planned this a long time ago. He wanted to use the entire Burton family that was about to collapse anyways to kill Mr. Hughes."

"Should we rush out?" Vinna knew that the signal was blocked. If she didn't go out for help, she didn't dare to imagine the outcome.

"We can't get out."

Ciara smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Even the signal has been blocked, do you think we can still run out?"

"But..."

Vinna was about to speak, suddenly her face changed, and she screamed "Ah".

Yael was hit in the back by a metal pipe, and while staggering forward, he was hit hard by another fighter.

"Yael!"

Almost at the same time, Jack, Brent, and Mr. Ward all changed their expressions.

"Mr. Ward, save Yael."

Jack and Brent strode forward and rushed straight to Dyson.

"Is it finally going to be over?"

Ciara watched their movement at all times, and at this moment also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the words were spoken, a look of horror suddenly appeared on her pretty face, and her pupils narrowed to the extreme.

At the same time.

In the banquet hall suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Time and space seemed to freeze.

A series of horrified eyes stared at the same place.

Jack and Brent stopped in place at the same time, looking at Dyson with fear.

Dyson held his right hand high, the tip of his pistol aimed at Jack.

There was a triumphant smile on his face.

"Gun! He has a gun!"

The people who had been scared to death suddenly screamed in exclamation.

This suddenly allowed the frozen time to return to flow.

Everyone was panicking, and some were screaming.

Some girls were so frightened that their faces were pale, their eyes filled with tears, some even got under the table in fear.

To most of the people in the room, a gun was something that was out of reach.

A gun was enough to determine life and death of anyone!

"You have calculated everything really good, but did you think I would only bring a hundred idiots to kill you?"

Dyson smiled grimly, his words were full of pride, he even raised his head proudly, his head in his neck.

He was filled with arrogance, incisively and vividly.

However.

Under the disbelieving stares of everyone.

Jack suddenly pushed Brent to the side.

Then, he stepped closer to Dyson.

His cold voice felt like the stinging wind in the winter.

"If you have the guts, then shoot, If you can't kill me, then I will kill you!"