Accustomed to Hammerhead, who would resort to violence at the slightest disagreement, he had never seen such a sharp-tongued display.
Matthew’s rapid-fire string of insults left him momentarily at a loss for how to retort.
But his mind quickly shifted gears.
Since he didn’t know how to retort, he might as well just take action.
“Matthew Lawrence, I gave you a chance.”
“But since you chose not to cherish this opportunity, then die here!” Hammerhead sneered!
The muzzle of his gun snapped up, aiming at Matthew!
“Die here? Me?” Not only was there no fear on Matthew’s face, but he also curled his lips into a cold, mocking smirk.
“Heh… I don’t think so!”
Just as his voice trailed off—
BOOM!!!
A massive figure, like a small hill, leapt without warning from the roof to the side, like a human cannonball, crashing heavily into the dense crowd of the Maggia with overwhelming momentum!
“Wh… what’s going on?! Is it an earthquake?!”
“Arghhh! My leg! My ass! My ass! I can’t feel my ass!”
“Motherfucker! Pieces of your ass splashed onto my face!”
“Monster! Monster!!”
“Don’t come over here! Don’t… Argh!!”
“Rat-a-tat-tat-tat—”
The scorching muzzle flashes from dozens of guns flickered wildly in the swirling dust, briefly illuminating the giant figure rampaging violently through the crowd.
Even though they were each holding ‘the truth,’ in the face of this absolute power, their counterattacks were like children brandishing toys—fragile and vulnerable, like tender lambs…
Splat!
A spurt of blood shot out violently from the dust.
Immediately after, a head with wide-open, frozen eyes, along with a headless corpse, flew out whistling like a casually discarded bowling ball!
It slammed hard into the other members of the Maggia who were trying to flank Matthew from behind!
Those gang members, who hadn’t even figured out what was happening, were instantly knocked over like bowling pins, the sounds of cracking bones and screams blending together.
Those who were lucky enough not to fall hurriedly raised their guns, attempting to spray the giant figure in the dust with gunfire.
However, at the very moment they pulled the triggers—
Several shadows darted out from the darkness on both sides of the street like ghosts!
They had hideous, terrifying appearances, their entire bodies covered in slick, reflective scales.
Without even needing direct contact, that brutal, cold, and fierce aura, purely born for hunting, already permeated the entire scene like a physical presence.
“WTF?! What the hell are those things!”
“Lizardmen?”
“Wrong answer.”
“Their name is ‘Hunter’, a type of mass-produced BOW… of course, you could also call them biological weapons.” Matthew’s calm voice pierced through the chaos, coming through clearly amidst the wails and the sound of guns hitting the ground.
As for whether they heard his explanation…
Matthew turned his head to look.
He saw that where those people had been, only puddles dyed a pale red remained, along with severed limbs and minced meat floating in the water.
“Matthew Lawrence!!”
“What have you done!” Hammerhead came sprinting out of the dust, looking disheveled!
The barrel of the Thompson submachine gun in his hand was now twisted out of shape…
Not only the barrel in his hand, but he himself also looked a complete mess.
His neat blue suit was already stained with the blood of his subordinates, and his meticulously combed pompadour was now a mess.
For some reason, even one of his eyes was blinded.
Under the umbrella, Matthew quietly gazed at Hammerhead, who looked like a wounded Beast, and said in an unhurried tone:
“As the head of the security department, it’s only reasonable for me to have a few strong bodyguards, right?”
“Bodyguards?! You call these monsters ‘bodyguards’?!” Hammerhead looked at the strange figures standing behind Matthew, gnashing his teeth.
“That’s none of your business.” Matthew shrugged: “As long as I’m happy, I can call a steamroller a bodyguard and it wouldn’t be a problem.”
Faced with Matthew’s somewhat nonsensical cold joke, Hammerhead couldn’t laugh at all.
During their conversation, the incessant gunfire had gradually subsided.
Whoosh—
A large hand dispersed the smoke!
The T-103 Tyrant’s body, like a black iron tower, came into Hammerhead’s view, accompanied by heavy footsteps that seemed to tread upon people’s hearts.
This was the reward for Matthew’s Raccoon City clearance pass.
Of course, besides the T-103 Tyrant, the system also rewarded him with a few Beta-type Hunters, but unfortunately, he didn’t get a chance to use them before this group of people had already been mostly killed off.
Behind the Tyrant, severed limbs and arms were scattered everywhere.
Some were unrecognizable as having been human; if not for the strong smell of blood telling Matthew what they were, he would have thought they were puddles of chili sauce.
The Tyrant, having finished its order, slightly turned its dead-gray eyes to look at the one-eyed Hammerhead.
Just as it was about to act, Matthew suddenly raised his hand to stop it.
“I heard your head is very hard… what a coincidence, my head isn’t exactly soft either!” Matthew beckoned to Hammerhead.
Hammerhead wanted to beg for mercy upon hearing this, but looking at the menacing Tyrant behind him, and then at the Hunters behind Matthew that were drooling as if waiting for dinner, a fierce glint suddenly flashed in his eyes!
Swish—
Hammerhead suddenly exploded into action and charged at Matthew!
His move was very simple—a headbutt!
Of course, this didn’t mean his move was clumsy; on the contrary, he intended to defeat the enemy in one blow!
You have to know that his head could crash into a speeding car and stop it dead in its tracks!
If this hit an ordinary person, it would probably shatter their bones and internal organs alike…
But unfortunately, Matthew was just playing with him and never intended to actually hit his head.
He drew his Glock from his waist.
Without the slightest hesitation, he fired two shots that pierced Hammerhead’s knees, causing the sprinting Hammerhead to fall face-first into the dirt immediately…
Following that, another two shots took out his arms, and one shot took out his lower leg.
Until Hammerhead only had his head left that could move, Matthew finally stepped forward.
“You… you don’t play by the rules!” Hammerhead said indignantly.
Wasn’t it agreed that your head isn’t exactly soft either?
Why didn’t you use your head to counterattack, but instead drew a gun!
And if you’re going to draw a gun, why not shoot me in the head, but only shoot my limbs!
“Geez! In this day and age, if you have a gun and don’t use it, how can you become a grandmaster.” Matthew shrugged.
“Besides, you believe whatever I say? If that’s the case, if I say: ‘I want to plant you in the ground to cosplay as ginseng,’ do you believe it?”
After holding it in for a while, Hammerhead spat out two words: “…Don’t believe it.”
“You have to believe this, because I really have that idea.” Matthew curled his lips into a smile comparable to a devil’s.
Not long after, several Umbrella Corporation vehicles pulled up beside Matthew.
Over a dozen burly men very skillfully took tools from the vehicles, got out one by one to clean up the scene, and incidentally carried Hammerhead and Nicole into the cars.
Not until the scene was cleaned up completely and the cars had gradually driven away, and the sound of sirens finally arrived late from the end of the street, did Walls, who was lying under the streetlamp feigning unconsciousness, shakily stand up.
Just as he was silently swearing to completely forget about tonight’s events, a familiar voice almost scared the pee out of him.
“Walls, I really admire your courage… are you interested in coming to my company to work as security?”
“Annual salary, 200,000.”
[system points +50, Walls is moved by your sincerity and intends to serve you for life.]