Winner Takes All 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."