Biochemical Madmen In the Marvel Universe

George Stacy has his own principles. Since he has discovered a gang's stronghold, it is naturally impossible not to deal with it.

The most important thing is that he needs a feat to get himself out of this **** place.

In his heart, Hell's Kitchen is hopeless.

At least there's 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 all shady relationships. As long as he is fast enough and concealed enough, the merits will fall into his hands firmly.

As for the rest…

Does it have anything to do with him, George Stacy?

In order to avoid leaks, these police forces were all transferred from other urban areas on his application.

When they got there, George Stacy said on the walkie-talkie:

"Encircled, you must not let a person escape."

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

As 20 or 30 police officers got out of the car, and a specially-assigned SWAT team was deployed, George Stacy picked up the megaphone.

"You are already surrounded, give you five minutes to consider, put down your weapons and surrender!"

In the warehouse, a bald man frowned.

"How did you do it? How could these police officers come here? Could it be that Noah Allen told the secret?"

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

But he wasn't afraid either.

Here is Hell's Kitchen, here, the police are not gods, they are the gods 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 it out?"

A man with tattoos all over his face came over.

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

The big man scolded and picked up the gun, then glanced at the dark place in the warehouse, and then stopped paying attention.

That guy is not his subordinate.

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

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

At this moment, a streamer 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 **** have heavy weapons!

Counterattack, counterattack! "

Saying that, George Stacy shot first.

Those gangsters have already begun to break through.

George Stacy's face was ashen. Before the fight started, he lost several people. If he let these guys run away, he would be in trouble.

At the same time, he also cursed inwardly.

It's just a group of gangsters, and they even made a bazooka. What are they going to do, rebel!

All of a sudden the gunshots rang out.

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

In the distance, Noah silently observed the battlefield. When he saw the explosion of the police car, he was also a little surprised.

The firepower of the Irish gang made him a little surprised.

After all, this is New York.

As a gangster, you can use guns and even rockets. Do you really think that the government's violent institutions are doing nothing?

But after thinking about it, he also understood.

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

Bazooka, I'm afraid it's something just in case.

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

The situation of the police doesn't look good, after all, the Irish gangsters even took out heavy weapons.

George Stacy was not prepared for this.

So, what should we do next?

The corners of Noah's mouth twitched.

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

With the darkness and the sound of gunfire, Noah walked towards the warehouse.

Destroy the Irish gang, start now.

While walking, the surroundings are looming, and low whimpering sounds are heard from time to time.

At the same time, the crawling sound of insects that made the scalp tingle continued to sound.

Noah thought with regret, but unfortunately the second generation of mourning dogs has not been prepared yet, otherwise, tonight would be much simpler.

Soon after reaching the edge of the battlefield, Noah glanced at it, and then touched the back.

He was also fighting from behind, but the movement was obviously much smaller.

"Go..."

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

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

With a bang, the glass was smashed by the hard body of the corpse worm, and a large number of corpse worms poured in.

Then I heard two screams coming from inside.

Then Noah glanced at the mourning dogs around him.

"Go around."

After the order was given, he ignored the movements of these mourning dogs, took a few steps back and swooped forward.

When he reached the bottom of the wall, he looked up, grabbed a sunken spot, and with more force, his hand had already caught the edge of the window.

He is not a punisher, but after so many years of training, he has a strong enough physique.

Otherwise, why would he dare to take risks?

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

"Multon, the boss asked you to help in the front!"

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

Seeing Noah, his face froze.

"who are you!"

Having said that, it's time to raise a gun.

But there was only ridicule in Noah's eyes.

Raise a gun?

Think more.

"Ow!"

A dog barked, and the lean man felt a pain in his hand, and he couldn't hold the gun.

Look around again.

Seven or eight strange vicious dogs stared at him stubbornly.

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

It looks like a hellhound from hell.

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

Noah sneered:

"Tell me, where is UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Finland. Cooley?"

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In front of the warehouse, the bald guy 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 little brother beside him.

five minutes!

How can this warehouse be so big?

Five minutes is enough to go back and forth!

"It's not right, be careful!"

The bald guy felt something was wrong.

Shouldn't someone touch them while they were fighting with the police?

But it's impossible. There are people guarding the back door, and there are still gunshots coming from the back door. Obviously, the battle is not over.

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

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

He knew the marksmanship of the man invited by the boss.

It's quite weird, even the bullet can turn around, if there was that person's help, they would have shot it out long ago.

How could it be kept pressed here.

"is coming."

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

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

The bald guy's face changed slightly.

Then I saw the killer who had paid a lot of money walking towards the back.

After hesitating for a while, the bald guy just scolded secretly, and then continued to start an offensive and defensive battle with the police.

His heart was restless.

For so long, even after saying hello to the police station.

But it won't take long before police support will arrive.

If it drags on any longer, one will not be able to leave.

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