Chapter 90: Brother Nick!

Shen Ming walked on the floor blackened by the flamethrower, and with his super physical strength, he couldn't help but breathe after sweeping 3 small strongholds, 4 medium-sized strongholds, and 2 large strongholds in a row.

Look at the large stronghold he had just destroyed, a huge counterfeit money printing plant with hundreds of armed gangsters, who were not only equipped with flamethrowers, but also installed M2 Browning heavy machine guns at the intersection. The 12.7 mm heavy machine gun was originally a heavy weapon mounted on a fighter or warship.

Shen Ming's shoulder was only grazed by one of the shots, and the reactive armor pieces on his entire shoulder burst open, and although his right arm was saved, his entire arm was bloody.

But even so, Shen Ming cleared the field like a monster, and it didn't end until the hundreds of gunmen in the stronghold lost their ability to resist.

The requirement of not killing has increased the difficulty of Shen Ming's action in disguise, and the original conditioned reflex in the past has already been trained to only hit the heart and head, but now he has to control the subjective will before the instinct is launched, and does not hit the fatal parts, which increases the time taken for Shen Ming to aim.

The consumption of one or two targets may not be obvious, but a high-intensity battle like Shen Ming greatly increases the physical consumption and hit rate, commonly known as ...... Look for trouble.

"The incomparably noble Lord Hades, just now from the satellite screen shows that the Mike family stronghold south of White Street is evacuating, and it can be seen from the communication scan that it is an order from above. A large number of poor people in the slum where Mike's family is located have been driven out of their homes, and the local police station has collected 5 million cash from Mike's family, and even the patrol police cars on the street have rushed back to share the money. "The mouse can be described as a god-level strategic assistant, and there are many parameters displayed on the six screens in front of him, "The godfather is planning to give up the outlying stronghold and play a battle to the death with you." ”

"That's good, at least it will save me a lot of time." Shen Ming smiled and treated the wound on his shoulder with a hemostatic spray.

"Okay? Do you need me to show you a satellite picture of their headquarters? The number of enemies you mark could eventually exceed 1,500! When you see what they've brought out of the arsenal, you'll probably be scared out of it for the rest of your life.

What is the M2 heavy machine gun? Have you ever seen howitzers? Something that makes a grenade shoot like a machine gun bullet. Mouse shrugged and said, "Actually, I like your way of playing to the death now, after all, if you hang up, I will be considered an evil spirit." Recently, I've been practicing calligraphy, and if you die, I will definitely write an elegiac couplet for you, one 'death is more than innocent', and one is 'death is not a pity', you can choose. ”

"If you die, I will definitely ask the Yaksha to bury you and me together, so that we can die in style with the Yellow Spring." Shen Ming's wound had already trotted towards the exit.

"Your sister! Say no, don't scare me with Yaksha! If you don't do this again, people won't play with you! I almost peed my pants again! The mouse said with a crying voice.

What Mouse didn't notice was that while a large number of Mike family members were rushing to the slums, a truck was heading for a base where the Mike family had evacuated on White Street, and there were only two people in the wagon large enough to fit 10 big fat pigs.

A bald giant with a 2.3-meter-tall wall, as thick as a city wall, and a hockey hockey mask, used his heavy body to dent and deform the metal seat under him, and the carriage seemed to be about to turn over at any moment. Using a rough whetstone, the machete in Matcha's hand is splashing with fire.

And across from him, sat a shriveled and slender man with Erlang's legs, giggling like a madman holding the iron box in his arms.

The little brother who was driving nervously looked back through the rearview mirror above his head and saw that the cold sweat had soaked his shirt, as if he was checking in TNT that would explode at any time.

That's right, this pair is the Nick brothers, the most terrifying martial arts killers of the Mike family, the two brothers were originally fraternal twins, but the two who could be born are deformed children, their faces are distorted like devils, the eldest brother is skinny, and the second brother is as strong as piglets.

Their parents were originally a pair of perverts at the bottom of Mike's family, and legend has it that their mother had a habit of finding animals before she became pregnant, and God knows if this pair of superbs was crossbred out?

However, their force is recognized by the Mike family, and a group of arrogant Colombian drug lords once came to New York, wearing a large number of arms and planning to get rid of the Mike family and dominate the United States.

In the end, the boss's residence was washed by the two Nick brothers, and more than 40 professional mercenaries were all killed, and the boss died a horrible death, and the autopsy staff still can't piece together the body.

The most terrible thing is that they have no sense of friend or foe at all, they are murderous and moody, and many members of the same gang have already died at their hands.

Not to mention where to send them, even if you eat at the same table with them, you are scared.

This little driver was purely unlucky, and he won the lottery for more than 10 people, so he could only pray that he would be sent to the position soon and leave the pair of perverted brothers early.

The truck delivered the Nick brothers to the parking garage of the underground black boxing arena on White Street, and the driver respectfully carried the luggage for the two, the metal box weighed 50 pounds, and Nick Jr.'s machete weighed 60 pounds.

Big Nick and Little Nick walked in the aisles of the underground gym with great interest, looking left and right.

"Little Nick, this is our playground for the next day! Do you like it? The godfather said that as long as we can kill that bodyguard, we will be released to play once a month in the future! Big Nick stroked the fresh wall with his slender fingers.

"Little Nick, I want to ride the Trojan!" The giant little Nick, who was almost above the ceiling, smirked.

The Nick brothers were reused because of their destructiveness and banned because of their madness. For the last few years, they have been locked up in underground warehouses, not even in the sun.

"Don't worry, soon my brother will be able to take you to the Trojan horse." Big Nick turned around and patted Little Nick's monster-like arm, "Godfather said we had to surprise that bodyguard, and we must not let him know that we are here."

However, the bodyguard seems to be very powerful and can find out our movements, so we must keep it secret. ”

As he spoke, Big Nick looked at the little brother driver who was moving things behind him, and his eyes without eyebrows made the driver's hair stand up.

"Big brother! I won't leak it! I am the most faithful! The driver hurriedly shouted, almost shouting a slogan.

"Of course I know you won't leak, dead people's mouths are the tightest." Big Nick grinned, but Little Nick suddenly turned around and grabbed the driver's head with a big hand, why could that palm be so big? Each finger is equal to the thickness of two fingers juxtaposed by an average person.

The shrinking palm squeezed out the driver's eyes, "No...... No......" The driver's words are no longer clear.

With a pop, the driver's head was pinched and popped by Nick Jr. like a balloon, and blood mixed with this ** splashed all over the ceiling and walls.

"That's a playground for our two brothers!" Big Nick was satisfied.

Time passed by the second, and it was already dusk and sunset when Shen Ming had cleared the Mike family stronghold north of White Street. Vegas today is not so peaceful, with explosions every half hour, police cars running back and forth in the streets, hospitals full of patients with severed limbs and limbs in need of first aid, and those who are brought in are gangsters, wailing and fighting.

The police stood outside the ward with heavy guns and managed the group of wounded criminals, who came to treat the patient with a cold, thinking that they had walked into a Palestinian hospital after an Israeli airstrike.

Outside, the police were so busy that they didn't even have time to drink water, and even the civilian police officers all put down their work and got guns to help on the streets. The S.W.A.T SWAT team is fully deployed, constantly roaming between the gangs of the various Mike families.

But neither the SWAT team nor the ordinary police fired a single shot, and there was always a phone call directing them to clear the field, and by the time they arrived at the address, they were already wounded all over the ground, and the battle was over.

The scene was even more hideous than the battlefield in Iraq, full of bullet casings of various types, the explosion blackened the walls and aisles, and if you accidentally stepped on someone who broke your hands and feet, the bullet holes in the walls turned into hornet's nests, but the attackers were still nowhere to be found.

From the chaotic confessions, it is known that the attacker is a man who breaks into their world with a sniper rifle and a submachine gun, and the bullet hits their body as if it were equipped with a tracking system, even if he is wearing body armor, this guy can always hit the part without protective equipment lightly, making them lose the ability to fight back.

He struck like a raging wind, and then departed like a raging wind, leaving only the wounded everywhere. It was not long before the police department concluded that it was a series of retaliatory actions against the Mike family, and the evidence was that all the locations where they were attacked found signs of the Mike family's crimes, and that all of the injured were their people. However, the police are puzzled why the attackers never kill a single person in the repeated clearance attacks, and even when calling the police, they will especially emphasize which area of the injured is stricter and need first aid, etc., to help the police who arrive to give priority to rescuing the wounded......

Slowly, everyone only felt that the attacker was playing a game, a game called "don't kill". Some police officers have even started internal gambling to see when this attacker will make the first dead?

In the task force, the attacker has been named "Don't Kill God", and the police are searching for information about him, and from the descriptions of various witnesses, it is basically concluded that the attacker is Asian, between 175 and 180 tall, male, carrying dangerous offensive weapons, and can attack the target at a distance of one kilometer or even more, and is an out-and-out dangerous person.

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