Biochemical Madmen In the Marvel Universe

George Stacy has his own principles. Now that he has discovered the gang stronghold, it is naturally impossible not to deal with it.

Most importantly, he needs a merit to get himself out of this damn place.

In his heart, Hell's Kitchen is hopeless.

At least there is nothing he can do, so now he just wants to leave as soon as possible, out of sight.

Although Irish gangsters also have a background.

But these are shady relationships, as long as he is fast enough and conceals enough, the merits will fall into his hands steadily.

As for other...

Something to do with him, George Stacy?

In order to avoid leaking information, he applied to transfer these police forces from other urban areas.

When we got there, George Stacy said on the intercom:

"Surround up and make sure no one gets away."

With that said, George Stacy got out of the car and put on the body armor, feeling a little excited.

After twenty or thirty police officers got out of the car, and a specially dispatched special police force was deployed, George Stacey picked up the loudspeaker.

"You have been surrounded, give you five minutes to think, put down your weapons and surrender!"

In the warehouse, a bald man frowned.

"How did it happen? How did these policemen come here? Could it be that Noah Allen informed them?"

He cursed inwardly, why didn't this kid play his cards according to the routine.

But he wasn't afraid either.

This is Hell's Kitchen, here, the police are not the sky, they gangsters are the heaven of Hell's Kitchen!

And this time, in order to kill that weird Noah Allen, the weapons they carried were enough to fight a battle.

"Boss, what should I do? Do you want to call out?"

A man with tattoos all over his face came over.

"Nonsense, don't call out, wait for dinner!"

The big man picked up the gun cursingly, then glanced at the dark part of the warehouse, and then stopped paying attention.

That guy is not his subordinate.

After George Stacy finished yelling, he hid behind the police car.

He knew very well that those gangsters would not surrender easily.

At this moment, a stream of light flashed by, and with a bang, a police car was overturned, and several police officers screamed.

George Stacy's pupils shrank.

"It's a rocket!

These sons of bitches have heavy weapons!

Fight back, fight back! "

As he spoke, George Stacy shot first.

Those gangsters have already begun to break through.

George Stacey's face was livid, and he lost several people before the fight started. If these guys escaped, he would be in trouble.

At the same time, he cursed inwardly.

It's just a group of gangsters, they even made a bazooka, what are they going to do, rebellion!

For a while, there was a lot of gunfire.

The firepower of both sides was very fierce, and the fight was extremely fierce.

In the distance, Noah observed the battlefield silently, and he was also a little surprised when the police car exploded.

The firepower of the Irish gangsters made him somewhat unexpected.

After all, this is New York.

As a gangster, he can use guns, even dare to use rockets. Do you really think that the government's violent agencies are just for nothing.

But after thinking about it, he understood.

After all, this is a remote area, and the purpose of these gangsters is themselves.

The rocket launcher is probably something just in case.

It was only used as a last resort when surrounded by the police.

The situation of the police is not looking good. After all, the Irish gangsters even took out heavy weapons.

This is something George Stacy wasn't prepared for.

So, what to do next?

Noah's mouth curled up.

He is such a peace-loving person, but he is always bullied by others. Even a saint should be angry.

Taking advantage of the night and the sound of gunfire, Noah walked towards the warehouse.

Destroy the Irish gangsters, start now.

While walking, the surroundings were faintly visible, and low whimpers could be heard from time to time.

At the same time, the scalp-numbing sound of insects crawling continued to sound.

Noah thought regretfully, it's a pity that the second generation of Sanggou has not been prepared, otherwise, tonight would be much simpler.

Soon at the edge of the battlefield, Noah glanced at it, and then moved towards the back.

They were also fighting at the back, but the movement was obviously much quieter.

"Go..."

Noah whispered, and suddenly, the sound of buzzing wings sounded.

The overwhelming corpse-eating insects flew towards a glass five or six meters high in the warehouse.

With a crash, the glass was smashed by the hard body of the corpse-eating insects, and a large number of corpse-eating insects rushed in.

Then I heard two screams from inside.

Then Noah glanced at the mourning dogs around him.

"Go around."

After the order was given, he didn't care about the movements of the dogs, and stepped back a few steps and rushed forward.

When I got to the bottom of the wall, I probed upwards and found a depression. With more force, my hand had already reached the edge of the window.

He is not a punisher, but so many years of training have given him a strong enough physique.

Otherwise, why would he dare to risk himself.

After landing, Noah glanced around, and the two corpses were not far away.

"Moulton, the boss asked you to go to the front to help!"

A voice came, and then, a lean man ran out.

Seeing Noah, his face froze.

"who are you!"

With that said, the gun was about to be involved.

But in Noah's eyes, there was only sarcasm.

Raise the gun?

Think too much.

"Aww!"

There was a dog barking, and the lean man felt pain in his hand, so he couldn't hold the gun anymore.

Look around again.

A total of seven or eight strange vicious dogs stared at him.

If it was an ordinary vicious dog, it might not be able to scare him, but these vicious dogs are hairless, and some parts of their bodies are still broken.

It looked like a hellhound from hell.

Seeing this situation suddenly, he was already terrified and lost the ability to resist.

Noah sneered:

"Tell me, where is Finland Cooley?"

...

On the front of the warehouse, the bald man who was directing his younger brother to fight suddenly felt something was wrong.

"How long has Wilbur been gone?"

"At least five minutes!" Said a younger brother beside him.

five minutes!

How can this warehouse be so big.

Five minutes is enough to go back and forth!

"The situation is wrong, be careful!"

The bald guy felt something was wrong.

Maybe someone came in while they were fighting with the police.

But it's impossible, the back door is also guarded, and now there are gunshots coming from the back door, obviously the battle is not over.

The bald man became more and more uneasy, and looked towards a corner with anger in his eyes.

"If you don't make a move yet, if this goes on, all my people will die!"

He knew the marksmanship of the man the boss invited.

It's quite weird, and even the bullets can turn around. If there was that person's help, they would have shot out a long time ago.

How can I be pressed here all the time.

"coming soon."

The voice came from that corner, obviously with some doubts.

"I'm afraid a lot of your people died."

The bald man's face changed slightly.

Then I saw the killer who was hired with a lot of money walking towards the back.

After hesitating for a moment, the bald man just cursed inwardly, and then continued to start an offensive and defensive battle with the police.

His heart was restless.

For such a long time, even after saying hello to the police station.

But it won't be long before police support is likely to arrive.

If we drag on any longer, none of them will be able to leave.

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Seeking waves for collection, recommendation, investment, and rewards. It’s okay to increase the collection. Why are there no other data? Hey!

PS: I thought that the 300 harvest could be achieved yesterday, but yesterday's increase in collection was terrible. I was stunned to let the time pass 0:00 to reach 300, which is outrageous... I suspect that the starting point is playing me (angry face)