The NYPD's Crime Scene Unit, a laboratory in Queens. →, .↓.o≥ is where the serum of the lizard was found from the New York City Veterans Hospital. The CIA, the FBI, the military, and S.H.I.E.L.D. all tried to get their hands on the serum, but instead maintained a strange balance and kept the serum in the hands of the New York City Police Department.

The police chief was well aware of the hot nature of these serums, and sent almost all SWATs here to protect these precious lizard serums.

Two SWAT snipers and observers stood on the roof of the building, monitoring the street below and not far away.

During this time, everyone at SWAT was on the verge of a great enemy, for fear that something would happen to this batch of serum. A very large number of people got the idea of this batch of lizard serum.

Kim also put out a bounty for a lizard serum and get five percent of New York City's share of the drug trade. That's hundreds of millions of dollars a year. Some ambitious gangsters have been eyeing this batch of serums like chickens.

The NYPD is not monolithic, and there are a number of bribed black cops inside, and these gangsters may already know the location of the serum.

"Those two people! They opened the communication box and wanted to cut off the link between the lab and the police station! ”

Holding the binoculars in his hand, he said:

"Kill them! Then call for help from headquarters! ”

The sniper hurriedly turned his head and aimed at the two men in nun costumes and Halloween masks.

"Bang! Boom! ”

Two bangs, dull from the silencer, erupted in blood mist on the faces of the two SWAT members, their heads smashed.

A robber dressed in a nun's garb thrust qiang back into his waist and took out the walkie-talkie.

He picked up Juqiang, and through the scope he saw a group of armed men dressed in nun clothes, rushing into the laboratory with assault steps. ⊙√，.2●≥

It didn't take long for the inside of the laboratory to hear the sound of popping beans, the sound of Shouliudan's baozha.

The New York City Police Department's Swat, which had been trained at great expense, was shot like a sheep and had little to do to resist. The attackers were clearly more trained and experienced in combat than they were.

"Bang!"

The alloy door was directly blown open by C4, and the civilian personnel belonging to the New York City Police Department inside raised their hands in horror and surrendered, still being shot mercilessly.

Stepping on the blood, a robber in a nun's uniform led by a robber collected the precious serum into the incubator one by one.

"We're going to make a fortune, Winston!"

One of the robbers couldn't help but say excitedly, and he wanted to say something more, but he was directly slapped to the ground.

"Yes... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said your name..."

He stood up a little embarrassed.

"Let's go."

The robbers lifted the incubator and walked out of the lab, where they squeezed into the van where they came.

"Colonel, the news says you've become a lizardman."

One of the robbers said.

"It's true."

Winston. Johnson said. He alone can't quickly take out an entire heavily armed SWAT, and if it drags on too long, it will attract support from various branches. Even if he has the ability to heal at high speed, he can't compete with modern armies.

So he brought in his subordinates who had previously retired from the army. The SEALs, who he handpicked, were not happy with their families, had very strained relationships with their families, and most of them had various psychological problems, and the money they earned while serving was not spent long after, and some had problems with alcoholism and the like.

Winston. Johnson learned about their situation and just said that there was an opportunity to make a lot of money, and all of them came. Their lives couldn't be worse, so they might as well come and give it a go.

"Sir, where are we going now, find the gangsters to sell these serums, or do it ourselves!"

A former Navy SEAL member bites open a bottle of whiskey with his teeth and takes a hard sip.

"No, we don't sell it, so why don't we inject it ourselves?"

Winston. Johnson's face under the mask grinned.

"That's not what we said before, Winston!"

The SEAL put down the bottle and put his hand on qiang. He doesn't call Winston. Johnson is the chief.

"What about you guys, what do other people think?"

The others looked at each other.

"We don't want to be monsters who have lost our minds, Winston."

Sister Winston's body swelled up.

"Do you think you have any other choice in this confined space?"

A long tail pierced the chest of the subordinate across from him, and the tip of the tail even pierced directly through the hull. If he was in an open room, he had a hard time dealing with the front subordinates, but in a cramped car it was a completely different story. These experienced soldiers didn't even have time to pull out their qiang.

"Is there anyone else who disagrees?"

He pulled out his tail.

"Fuck seductive! Winston! ”

With the piercing sound of bones crushing, Long Tail quickly wrenched the man's neck, and the car almost turned into a bloody meat grinder, blood flowing down the street along the crack in the door.

The car braked abruptly and came to a stop in the middle of the street.

"Keep driving, or I'll just screw your head off!"

Winston ripped off his mask, revealing a cold lizard face.

The soldier in the driver's seat hurriedly restarted the van.

"I do, I do, sir, don't kill me!"

A veteran soldier was frightened and raised his hand.

"It seems that a smart man has finally appeared."

Winston tossed him a lizard serum.

The soldier hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes and injected the lizard serum into his body. Two of the victims were in front of them, and the other soldiers succumbed.

"You can't."

Winston distributed the serum to the soldiers, then pointed to one of the remaining soldiers.

"Why, there's still a lot of serum left?!"

He asked desperately.

"Kane, you're too weak, drugs make your body fragile, and these leftover serums are my gifts for some big guys, not for you weak-willed scum."

Winston grabbed him through the chest and ripped his heart out. The soldiers who had been forced to be injected with the lizard serum were unconscious, and the genes in the serum were embedded in their genetic chains.

"Sir, where should we go?"

The driver asked, horrified, realizing that Winston was no longer the gentle and resolute commander he had been.

"Go to Fayuan, New York City, where the fifth court session of the Osborne Group is underway, and we'll rush over now and give them a big surprise."

Winston said with a sinister grin. 11166 net