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Moreover, most of the assassinations on Blue Star rely on firearms, so bodyguards and mercenaries are all keeping an eye on places where people can easily hide.

The four men launched a direct attack from the outside.

He was dressed in dark camouflage and sitting on a large tree, keeping watch for any suspicious vehicles approaching.

When he saw a dark shadow flash by, he didn't doubt his eyes and was about to pick up the walkie-talkie to pass on the information to others when...

A bullet pierced the sky and went straight through the man's head.

"One problem has been solved in the eastern direction."

The sound of a rocket rang out in the communication channel.

The gunshots rang out immediately after the mercenary fell from the tree, shattering the silence of the night.

Rockets are not very useful on the battlefield.

However, this is only suitable for small-scale battles that can be carried out by a small team.

Let alone a sneak attack or assassination, even a fair and square attack.

He can handle this objective alone, along with all the guards protecting it.

The reason for acting as a group is to prevent any mistakes from happening right away.

At the same time, the gunshot immediately alerted the soldiers inside the villa and the other mercenaries in the vicinity.

They tried to transmit a message, but when they picked up the radio and pressed the button, all they heard was a piercing electrical buzzing sound.

This situation made their hearts sink.

This indicates that the enemy has prepared for the attack by jamming signals.

The soldiers inside the villa also wanted to get the news out as soon as possible: which senator had been attacked.

However, their message could not be sent out.

"Enemy attack!"

One of the mercenaries immediately put on night vision goggles and saw a dark figure running rapidly toward him.

This speed is beyond the range of normal people, reaching tens of meters per second.

This speed and explosive power made the mercenary's eyes narrow.

He didn't know what the enemy was, but he knew there was only one way to fight against it.

He raised his rifle and fired a pre-fire shot in the direction the black man was supposed to be moving, the bullets converging into a line of fire that slanted outwards.

However, the shadowy figure's swift movement showcased its agility, causing him to miss all his bullets.

The magazine was filled with dozens of bullets, and the last one successfully hit the dark figure.

Before the mercenary could even feel happy, he saw the bullets strike the dark figure, creating visible sparks.

The speed didn't decrease at all, as if it was deliberately caught.

"An unknown monster is attacking! Retreat immediately!"

When the mercenary saw the spark, he was filled with despair and screamed at the top of his lungs.

Even though he knew that he was far away from his companions and that his voice might not be able to reach them.

But he knew he was not going to survive, and could only hope to pass the message on to others and see if one or two of them could survive.

In less than ten seconds, Nebula traversed more than 500 meters, nimbly stepping onto the tree trunk and weaving through the branches.

There were no fancy techniques or weapons involved; a simple approach, grab, and twist was all it took to kill the mercenary.

Her physical body is mechanical, though not the most durable mechanical body.

However, it's obviously impossible to break through her defenses with ordinary bullets unless you use special armor-piercing bullets and a sniper rifle, then there's a slight chance.

"I've already taken one down."

When the nebula conveys its message.

Gamora and Star-Lord's voices rang out one after the other.

"I've taken down two of them."

"I've already taken down six of them."

"Keep an eye on your surroundings and don't let anyone get close, or it will lead to unnecessary bloodshed."

"I'm going inside to take out the target."

Using Star-Lord's current abilities for such clandestine assassination missions is truly overkill.

However, Star-Lord also hopes to do his part.

As someone born in America, I know these malignant tumors are secretly harming the entire United States.

If he doesn't feel angry and want to help, then he's betraying his heritage.

Nebula knew that she was just playing around on purpose, so her efficiency wasn't that high, and she didn't mind that her sister Gamora was faster than her.

Nebula, however, expressed some admiration after discovering Star-Lord's terrifying efficiency.

"Star-Lord, your strength is really reliable now."

"I wouldn't mind if you praised me more at another time."

"However, we're currently on a mission, so I'm keeping an eye on your direction."

Star-Lord appreciated Nebula's words of admiration but didn't immediately become complacent. Instead, he gave Nebula some advice.

"receive."

Seeing how serious Star-Lord was, Nebula lost all interest in teasing him.

The door wasn't locked, so Star-Lord went straight into the villa. As soon as he entered, four dark gun barrels were pointed at him.

Before they could even fire, Star-Lord's figure passed right through them and appeared behind them.

Then the four soldiers fell down in unison, their necks snapped.

Inside the villa, the bald-headed councilor stared in terror at the man in black robes on the surveillance footage, frantically making phone calls as he groaned.

But no matter how many times he pressed the buttons, he couldn't get through.

It wasn't until the middle-aged, overweight, bald congressman saw the dark figure on the monitor disappear that he realized it.

A pair of hands had already grabbed his head, and a voice came from behind him.

"Hello, my dear congressman who supports Black people making a fortune off refugees."

"Have you been happy with the money you've earned over the years?"

Star-Lord's address to the senator sounded incredibly friendly, but his voice was icy cold.

On the surface, they support recruiting refugees to gain a good reputation, but this only makes the underprivileged environment in New York more chaotic.

They secretly pocketed the funds allocated for refugee resettlement from the government budget and made a fortune for themselves.

Even Star-Lord would find someone like that disgusting.

"I'm not the only one doing this."

"I was just imitating."

"How much money do you want if you just let me go?"

"I can give you anything I have."

When the bald-headed congressman heard the other party reveal what he had done over the years, he was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his skin and hurriedly said...

"All those people you mentioned who did that will go down to join you."

"And I don't need you to give it to me voluntarily. As long as I kill you, your money will be mine."

Star-Lord felt even more contempt for the bald senator, who acted as if he was just copying others and therefore couldn't be blamed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Star-Lord snapped the bald senator's neck.

Gamora had already entered by then, and following Jarvis's directions, she found the large amount of cash hidden there, packed it up, and took it away.

Many bribes cannot be directly deposited into the account, so they are often paid in cash.

After Gamora packed up the money, she and Star-Lord left with the money and the senator's body.

After the group left, all the surveillance footage was replaced.

Aside from surveillance footage revealing their presence, no other traces were left behind.

If the surveillance footage has been altered, then no one will be able to trace them down to the slightest.

After the group reunited with Drax and Groot, they...

Groot sealed the body with branches, Drax simply picked it up and left in the blink of an eye.

They were preparing to hunt or capture their next target.

The targets of the hunt and the identities of those captured are different. Some people can be killed directly, while others need to be captured and taken back first.

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Seeing how much Star-Lord's strength had improved and how much more efficient their teamwork had become, Harvey knew that he didn't need to worry about the others.

Therefore, Harvey looked in the direction of Pietro and Wanda, who were in different cities.

Because he had not previously observed the blue planet.

So Harvey didn't know what these scattered squads were doing.

There is no doubt that Pietro and Wanda were more efficient.

Wanda's constant teleportation and Pietro's speed allowed them to easily traverse between buildings, leaving no trace for anyone.

Wanda used magic to twist and break down the door, and Pietro entered. The two quickly entered a detached villa.

The soldier died, and the senator was knocked unconscious and taken away—all in less than three seconds.

Currently, more than a dozen people are strapped to Pietro and Wanda's fighter jet, all of them blindfolded and bound hand and foot, high in the sky.

These lawmakers mostly live in upscale neighborhoods and don't need to worry about attacks by Black people.

Therefore, only four soldiers were assigned to guard the area, serving as both sentries and drivers/bodyguards.