The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 162 I’m a Bad Namer
The news of Wes's presence in Hell's Kitchen spread like a raging storm, quickly spreading throughout the underground world at an astonishing speed.

The message even included the exact coordinates.

For a moment, all the evildoers hiding in the dark in New York were stimulated by this sudden news and were ready to make a move.

No one who has survived to this day in the underground world is a fool.

They all knew very well that the reward of 3 million US dollars would not be easy to get.

The target person either has a monstrous background, making those who try to get involved face terrible retaliation at any time; or he possesses extremely powerful power and can easily crush those who overestimate their own abilities.

Judging from the current situation, the latter is more likely.

Some people who still retained their rationality, after careful consideration, decisively decided to give up this mission which seemed tempting but was actually full of danger.

They understand that life is far more precious than wealth, and they should not put themselves in an irretrievable situation because of momentary greed.

However, more people were confused by the high bounty, and greedy desires occupied their hearts like wildly growing weeds.

"I have a miserable life, but I'll try my best to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle."

Some people gritted their teeth, with crazy glints in their eyes, as if they had already seen the wonderful life they would have after becoming rich overnight.

"What if, what if I find something that's missing?"

Some people are optimistic and hold on to some unrealistic fantasies, hoping that the god of luck will descend upon them.

Some of these unwilling and hopeful people formed temporary teams, looking after each other and trying to increase their chances of success in this dangerous adventure;
There are also some lone rangers who are very confident in their own strength. They stand alone and proudly in the crowd, revealing an absolute confidence in their own abilities.

These people poured into Hell's Kitchen from all over New York.

Their figures shuttled through the dim streets, the sound of footsteps and the clash of weapons intertwined, breaking the original tranquility of Hell's Kitchen.

The actions of the New York underworld could not be hidden from S.H.I.E.L.D., let alone the NYPD (New York Police Department).

"Are these people crazy?" The New York Police Commissioner roared angrily as he watched the crowds pouring into Hell's Kitchen on the surveillance screen.

In order to prevent these people from causing a scene in New York, the New York Police Department urgently recalled all police officers.

For a moment, sirens rang out in the streets and alleys of New York, and policemen rushed to their posts with nervous expressions.

When they saw all these people enter Hell's Kitchen, everyone in the police station breathed a sigh of relief.

They quickly deployed police forces to block the entire Hell's Kitchen in one direction, allowing no one to enter but not leave.

As for the residents of Hell's Kitchen?
Anyway, they are already in "hell", how bad can the situation get?

As night fell, darkness enveloped the entire city like a huge curtain.

The abandoned building was surrounded by people, and each of them looked difficult to deal with.

Some of them are tall and strong with faces full of flesh, while others have cold eyes that make people shudder.

They held a variety of weapons in their hands, including pistols, rifles, submachine guns, and some even carried rocket launchers.

Finally, someone couldn't contain his inner anxiety and stepped into the building first.

Seeing this, the others hurried to catch up, fearing that if they fell behind they would lose the tempting bounty.

All around the building, spies from various intelligence organizations have already been in place.
SHIELD, HYDRA, CIA, FBI and some unnamed secret organizations, they are like ghosts hidden in the darkness, watching everything silently.

They did not come for the bounty, but to broadcast what happened here live to their respective superiors and wait for instructions from their superiors.

Weiss sat quietly on the fifth floor of the building, the floating candles around him emitting a soft glow, like loyal guards, dispelling the darkness. The flickering candlelight cast mottled shadows on the walls, creating a mysterious and peaceful atmosphere.

Sensing the movement downstairs, Weiss slowly raised his head from the book, his eyes revealing a hint of indifference.

"With so many people, how many can walk up to me?" Weiss whispered to himself.

Then he lowered his head again and focused his attention back on the book in his hand. In his opinion, these small fry were far less attractive than the book in his hand.

As soon as these killers entered the first floor, they felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning.

The sudden discomfort made them panic. Before they could react, at least half of them rolled their eyes and fell straight to the ground, without a sound.

"What's going on?" someone shouted in horror, his voice full of anxiety and fear.

"Damn it, they're all dead!!"

Another man roared in despair.

Although the remaining people were panicked, they still maintained basic rationality.

They quickly formed a circle with their backs to each other, observing their surroundings vigilantly.

Weiss set up a magic circle on the first floor.

This magic circle has a special effect, which is to launch a mental attack.

If the mental strength of an ordinary person is 1, only someone with a mental strength of 1.5 can withstand this attack.

Those who couldn't resist naturally lost their lives in an instant.

What ordinary people cannot see is that the souls of the dead are taken away by a mysterious lamp.

"Get out! This place is too weird!"

Someone shouted in fear, his voice echoing in the silent space, sounding particularly harsh.

These people were frightened and began to regret their greed for coming to this terrible place for the high bounty.

However, it is easy to get in, but not so easy to get out.

Weiss had already set up a barrier, allowing no one to enter but no one to leave.

These people were stopped by an invisible protective shield, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not break through the barrier.

Some people shot with guns, and the bullets hit the protective shield, only splashing a few faint sparks but unable to penetrate it.

Some people even used bombs, and the huge explosion echoed in the enclosed space, but the protective shield remained motionless.

"FXXK!!" Some people cursed angrily, feeling extremely desperate and helpless.

“He’s forcing us to go up!!”

Another said in despair.

The remaining people looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

However, they had no choice. In this desperate situation, they could only unite and work together to find a glimmer of hope.

From the outside, nothing was happening in the building; it was so quiet that it was a little scary.

(End of this chapter)