People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

Da da da……

The sound of machine guns rang out.

The battle begins.

The two Wolverines are like ferocious beasts in the night, every time they claw, they take away a sinful life.

"Monster!"

Seeing the two people who were hit again and again, even being machine gunned, and still standing up, the attacker collapsed.

Mutants have been out of the public eye for so long that many have forgotten their existence.

The attackers were members of the nearby large gangs, all of them were extremely brave in the downwind situation, and they ran faster than anyone else in the headwind situation.The reason why so many people have not escaped after they died is not because they are brave, but because they did not react.

As the first car turned around, the other cars quickly dispersed and fled.

Compared with the pulpy offense, the ability to escape is very essence.

Mike walked out of the house.

There were seven or eight corpses lying outside.

Old Logan asked: "Do you want to chase?"

Mike shook his head: "No, if they don't run away, who will spread the news about you?"

The two Logans had no objection to Mike's words. They silently picked up the shovel to dig a hole and prepared to bury him-this time there would be no gang members to help.

Chapter 222: Donald Pierce

Donald Pierce holds a stainless steel dinner plate, scooping food into his mouth spoon by spoon.His expression is not very good, obviously the taste of the food is a bit bad.

After finally finishing eating, Donald gasped:

"I said you bastards, killing people and setting fires, smuggling drugs, kidnapping and extorting... You have done so many unconscionable things, and the result is that I am in this kind of beggar's hut, eating this kind of pig food. It is not good to go out and find a factory to work hard Is it?"

"When I was young, my mother told me not to waste food. As a good child who listened to my mother, I could eat pig food even if I endured it. But the mood is definitely not beautiful... So, my problem is--after earning so much money, Why do you still have to eat pig food, and keep it for yourself to customize a diamond coffin?"

The more he talked, the more angry he was, he folded the stainless steel dinner plate in half with a "click", folded it in half again, and finally squeezed it into an iron ball.

There were eight people in front of Donald, six of them were the gang members who attacked Mike and the others last night. They were lined up, kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands.The other two were Donald's men with guns pointed at the kneeling six.

Donald weighed the iron ball in his hand, and suddenly threw it out forcefully.

boom!

It hit the thin iron wall and directly punched a hole.

"It's much more comfortable now, man, if you have resentment or anger, you should vent it in time, otherwise you will be abnormal sooner or later."

Donald smiled, "Tell me, where is the surveillance video of the previous robbery of the gold bars? Who was the one who robbed the gold bars?"

The leader of the six swallowed his saliva and said, "We work for the Aganold drug cartel. My wife and children are in their hands. If we say it, we will die."

"Well, that makes sense."

Donald suddenly drew his gun and shot him in the head.

Red and white splashed all over the floor.

The other five were startled.

"Since you don't say it, it's useless to keep it. Bah! A scumbag still marries a wife and has children, he has no idea." Donald pointed his gun at the other one, "Your wife and children are also in the hands of others ?”

The man shook his head and said in a trembling voice, "No, my brother and his family are in their hands."

Donald showed a devilish smile: "So you need a choice, brother or yourself? Say I want information, hand over what I want, and let you go."

The two mercenaries under the opponent said, "Leave it to you. I want the answer in 15 minutes."

After finishing speaking, I walked out, went back to the car outside, took out my cigarette, waited for about 10 minutes, and then went back to the house.

The remaining five were all dead, with their throats slit.

"Fuck!"

Donald couldn't help but explode, "Are these people so staunch? I'm so shocked."

One of the subordinates said: "Only two of them are stubborn, and the others are recruited."

Donald blinked:

"..."

"I said, I will let them go if I get what I want. You guys are breaking my word, shit!"

As he spoke, Donald kicked his subordinates twice.

The subordinate said aggrievedly: "I thought you were joking."

"I spit and nail, when did I joke?" Donald became even angrier.

He pressed the heads of the two subordinates: "Apologize to the three innocent victims, and sincerely apologize."

"Sorry!" x2.

The two subordinates bowed to the corpse and muttered inwardly in unison: "The boss is so neurotic..."

According to the information asked, Donald quickly obtained the surveillance video.It turns out that the video was stored in the vault, together with a large amount of cash and gold bars. No wonder these people dare not speak out casually.

The subordinates moved the drug money into the car, while Donald checked the surveillance video.

"Sure enough, it's Wolverine, why are there two? And it's so young, so fierce, it doesn't look degenerate."

On the laptop screen, two Wolverines are killing all directions.

"Fun, interesting."

Donald shone, ripped off the gloves, exposed the mechanical hands, and clenched his fists.He punched the car door, leaving a fist mark.

Wolverine lives in seclusion on the Mexican border, but his main work is in the United States.Going in and out of the country every day, it is not difficult to really want to find him.

An old Wolverine with degraded abilities, who would be interested.Donald wouldn't be tracking Wolverine if it wasn't for hunting down a baby mouse that escaped from the lab.

Wolverine was once Donald's idol.Donald looked at the aging Wolverine, only feeling sad and lacking in interest.Seeing a young Wolverine rejuvenated on screen, Donald immediately became excited.

Finally a chance to bring down his idol... which is exactly what Donald wanted.

Donald closed the computer and opened a bag, which contained the drug funds he had just obtained.

He picked up a wad of [-]-dollar bills, threw them to one of his subordinates, and said, "The prey has been found, and we will hunt tonight. Each person will use [-] dollars as a supper after hunting."

Suddenly, Donald's men let out howls of ghosts and wolves.

"Alkali Institute of Biogenetics..."

Mike was looking at the information collected by Jarvis Jr.It was a research institute based in Mexico, but it was closed not long ago.

Jarvis discovered that the investor of the Alkali Institute of Biogenetics was a leather bag company in the United States.

After Jarvis traced the source of funds, he connected dozens of huge multinational companies.

Simply put, the people behind the near-extinction of mutants are absolutely rich.

This is what Mike expected.

A title came into Mike's field of vision: Mr. S.

Old Logan said in a deep voice, "Is this the culprit?"

"It's not clear yet." Mike said: "However, we will see the outcome soon. Now, we have new guests. Go out and solve it."

The two Wolverines got up at the same time and walked out murderously.

Old Charles closed his eyes, opened them after a while, and said, "These people are well-armed and well-trained, far from being comparable to the gangsters of yesterday."

Old Charles' subtext was: Can Logan handle it?

"There is no Edman metal bullet, and it can't cause fatal damage to Logan. It doesn't matter, at most there are some twists and turns." Mike gave Old Charles a strange look: "Speaking of it, you are the one who knows them best."

Old Charles was silent for a while, and finally did not speak.

There was a lot of gunfire outside.

The two mercenaries got Donald's order and came in from behind. The first person they saw was the pale-skinned, big-eyed Caliban, and they were so frightened that they almost pulled the trigger.

Then there was old Charles slumped—not threatening to look at.

Finally, Mike was sitting on a chair with a calm expression, drinking coffee.

"hands up!"

The two mercenaries shouted.They held guns and did not let their guard down because the three were unarmed.

Caliban raised his hand reflexively, like a spring.

Old Charles smiled.

The two mercenaries pointed their guns at Mike and told them directly that Mike was the most dangerous person.

Their intuition was correct, but the problem was that they were not told directly how dangerous it was.

Chapter 223: The Mercenary Visits

Pointed at the muzzle of two black holes, Mike didn't change his face.

It is not an exaggeration to say that even in the face of two atomic bombs, he would not change his expression—although it is an exaggeration to make this assumption.

"Raise your hand, or you'll shoot!" one of the mercenaries said again.

"It's impossible to raise your hand, but I advise you not to shoot, because..."

boom!boom!

Before Mike could finish speaking, the two mercenaries aimed at Mike's chest and shot directly.

They are not police.

Moreover, the American police can shoot directly after the warning is invalid.Many countries need to fire warning shots, which is illegal in the United States and will be punished.

After the gun went off.

The two mercenaries clutched their chests, their eyes filled with disbelief, they were the ones who shot, and the guns were aimed at Mike, why were they the ones who got shot instead.

"……will die."

Seeing the two mercenaries falling limply to the ground, Mike finally finished what he hadn't said.However, the two mercenaries could no longer hear them.The bullets fired from their muzzles were stopped by Mike and reflected into their hearts.