Could it be that there is a mysterious force in the shadows that is dragging me from going to Wakanda?

Who?

Oh, God?

It's unlikely, not to mention that the God here is of his kindred, and even if there is a God, then it can't be that God's complexion is black, right?

Yes.

Even if God's skin is dark, so what?

I'm not that I haven't killed again.

Baker pouted, don't talk about God, he killed Sloan alone, which is equivalent to killing the sum of a killer leader + vice president + president + God.

So......

Who is delaying my trip to Wakanda?

Baker was on the terrace, his eyes flickering, and the bourbon in his hand became less fragrant for a while.

Central Park.

Barbara gave an international gesture to someone who was watching a play on the terrace, then came back to her senses and said a word to Natasha next to her, and then walked towards the federal agent who was in charge of the command.

Five minutes later.

Greeted by a competent agent named Debbie, federal agents who were in Central Park took a stand and officially handed over the place to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Erin followed suit.

She wanted to stay, but if she did, she would definitely be ostracized by her colleagues.

Soon.

The spaceship, which Zhao Xin called the Noxus Empire's military aircraft, was salvaged and landed.

Several S.H.I.E.L.D. agents prepared to step forward.

Seeing this, Zhao Xin shouted, "Wait." ”

The agents stopped.

Barbara asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhao Xin stared at the wet one-man spaceship not far away, as if he was saying something irrelevant: "Once, several police officers in Picheng found a car abandoned by Jinx, and as a result, those officers died in the line of duty. ”

Agents: "......"

Natasha stared at the wet solo spaceship in front of her as if she were looking at a giant bomb.

Zhao Xin said again: "However, I can't say for sure, there was no bomb in the car abandoned by Jinx last time." ”

“……”

Schrödinger's bomb again?

Several agents glanced at each other and then swallowed their saliva very covertly, looking at Barbara a little weakly: "Commander? ”

Barbara frowned, "You guys stand back first." ”

Soon.

The spaceship was emptied within a radius of three meters.

Airplanes!

The heirloom sword emerged from Barbara's eyebrows, and with a bang, a soul blade was like a sharp paper cutter, directly cutting the top cover of the spaceship in front of him like cutting tofu.

The top cover pops open.

"Bang!"

A can-like thing lifts straight into the air the moment the top lid is cut.

The next second.

Boom!

A dazzling firework instantly appeared in the sky above Central Park, and after the bright fireworks exploded, they formed the appearance of a girl with two tails and grinning.

The agents in the park looked at each other.

Barbara and Natasha looked up at the fireworks that made up the avatar and looked at Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin nodded: "It's her." ”

New York.

Somewhere.

A certain alley.

A woman holding a baseball bat, dressed like a little girl, with two green braids, and looking to be in her early twenties at most, knocked out the last big black man in front of her with a stick, turned her head to look at the fireworks that bloomed in the distance, and a trace of madness flashed in her crazy eyes: "You found my gift so quickly." ”

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A broom-headed man with broken knees, broken arms, large tattoos, earrings and lip studs spat blood staring at Jinx: "Grass mud horse, damn it, do you know whose warehouse this is, you're finished, you're finished...... Ahhh ”

Jinx looked down and tugged at the man's lip and winked, "I like this." ”

said.

Under the man's terrible scream, Jinx directly pulled out the small golden lip stud, and then, looking at the mucus on the lip stud, he threw it to the side in disgust: "Oh, it's disgusting." ”

The man covered the corners of his mouth and was torn in half, whimpering at the bleeding mouth outside, and then looked at Jinx, who slowly got up, in pain and resentment.

Jinx ran to a box with small steps, and the baseball bat in his hand directly pushed open the box that opened the door up and down, revealing a full load of fully automatic weapons inside.

"Wow!"

Jinx's eyes lit up, and he took out a brand-new fully automatic rifle from it, divided it by two, loaded the magazine with ease, and then turned around and looked at the man with a smile: "You just scolded me." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head frantically under the desire to survive: "I don't, it's not me." ”

Jinx was unmoved.

Trigger pull!

Sudden Sudden Rush!

Countless blood flowers appeared on the man's body, and the blood flowers were brilliant like fireworks.

Jinx's eyes were confused: "It's so beautiful." ”

The rest of the people in the warehouse who were knocked unconscious by Jinx's same stick saw this scene, and suddenly a spirit was agitated, and they directly fell to the ground with a pop and pretended to be dead.

Even if an arm was directly broken, the crooked reptile-like man was stunned and didn't exhale in pain.

If you speak out, you will die.

The man said he didn't want to die, and he was able to save it.

Not much.

The gunfire stopped.

Jinx stopped firing and looked around at the thirty or so people lying motionless on the ground in the warehouse, as if they were thinking about something.

After a while.

Jinx shrugged, tossed the automatic rifle aside in his hand, and walked over to the full box next to him once more.

One box and one box were all munitions.

To put it bluntly, the arms here are enough to be organized into a battalion, the kind that is fully staffed.

"Wow."

"That's a lot."

"It's huge."

"It's a long one."

"Wow, this is so thick."

Jinx tossed crate after box of weapons into her arsenal, which was like a dimensional pocket full of Jinx's munitions.

But......

Because Jinx was smuggled over, all but the three guns she regarded as treasures were lost in the process of traveling through the universe.

There are three guns, one is called a fish bone, and any bullet is put in it, and what comes out is a small cannonball, which is already a rule-based weapon.

One is called a Bang Bang Gun, which is similar to a Gatling.

One is an electromagnetic oscillating light pistol used to fire paralyzing electromagnetism, and the person who is shot, even if he does not die, will be paralyzed for five minutes, and fall to the ground convulsing like a fish trying hard.

A gangster man lying next to an automatic rifle not far away cautiously threw his right hand towards the automatic rifle next to him.

The other members opened their eyes and gave him great encouragement, who were they, the elite gangsters in charge of carrying the handle gold for Hell's Kitchen and guarding the weapons warehouse, but they were actually picked up with a baseball bat by a crazy girl, and if they let the crazy girl swagger out, Jin would have killed them.

It's close.

It's close.

The man with the intention of counter-killing looked at the automatic rifle that was almost a millimeter away from being hooked, and shouted with great excitement in his heart, he wanted to fight back, he wanted to let this woman be his RBQ.

It's just that......

"Bang!"

"Ahh

“……”

Jinx turned to look at the man who fell to the ground screaming miserably, his body twitched like an earthworm, and from time to time blue electricity flashed around his body: "Hey, you're not dead?" ”

The man twitched and foamed at the mouth, and if he could, he would rather die.

Jinx looked around at the gangsters lying on the floor with their heads down, blinked, and with a thud, the machine gun was pulled into her hand.

Airplanes!

The four barrels of the machine gun began to turn slowly.

The next second.

With a rate of fire like Gatling, the warehouse in Hell's Kitchen, near the Manhattan River's self-built harbor, resounded with countless wails and the sound of countless bullets falling to the ground.

The picture is too shocking and bloody to be expressed in words.

But......

At this moment, the other gangsters must be in their hearts, and it is estimated that even if they go to hell, they will beat the man who intends to fight back, after all, they can pretend to be dead and escape.

It's a pity.

Five minutes later.

Alarm bells ring.

Almost all of the New York Police Department's Hell's Kitchen Wards from Ward 37 were dispatched, whining as if they were facing a great enemy, rushing towards the port.

After all, the place where the gunshots came from was not an ordinary place, but the port of Hell's Kitchen, and this was not an ordinary port, it was also the port of Hell's Kitchen with the handle of Jin and his old man.

A young police officer who had long heard of Hell's Kitchen and the name of Jin looked at his colleague who almost rushed out, and then looked at the old police officer who was in charge of leading him unhurriedly and said, "Sir......"

The old police officer drank the coffee in his cup and slowly got up: "Do you know whose place the accident is?" ”

The young officer nodded, and when he was assigned to Hell's Kitchen, the old officer who took him threw him a map with representation, so that he could tell who was behind the street when he heard the name of the street.

The old police officer looked at the police car that kept whining out, and then looked at the young police officer: "Have you taken the money and given it?" ”

When the young police officer heard this, he suddenly felt humiliated: "How is it possible. ”

The old police officer said unhurriedly: "Those who went out just now, not so much their boss is the New York Police Department, but their boss is Jin Ji, the boss's goods have a problem, how can the speed of his subordinates not be fast?" ”

"What?" The young police officer, who had just been in the company for only twenty days, swallowed his saliva and said, "But, some time ago, didn't Group A catch a murderer Jin He's subordinates? ”

The old police officer said, "Don't understand? ”

The young officer shook his head honestly.

The old police officer said: "If you don't understand, look slowly, if you want to be like them, go in and out of Kaiboxia, and wait for me to retire in five months, if you don't want to, then like me, rest assured, this is Hell's Kitchen, justice, there is, but, the short-lived justice obtained with your own life, it's not worth it, outside dog eats dog, let's watch dog show." ”

The young officer was a little dumbfounded, he knew that Hell's Kitchen was a mess when he was assigned here, but the Hell's Kitchen 37th District Bureau had a great job.

So......

Is this all an illusion?

When the old officer saw the young officer's expression, he smiled, stunned, he looked like he was young, thought about it, and then got up and said, "Let's go, James." ”

The young police officer, known as James, came back to his senses: "Here it is, sir. ”

Ten minutes later.

When the old officer drove the police car and the young officer James to the fork in the road to the port, the wind howled, and on the road deep into Hell's Kitchen, three domineering pickup trucks carried a carload of people directly towards the port.

With a weapon in hand and a full load of ammunition, James felt as if he had arrived in a Middle Eastern country.

Even.

When the people in the three pickup trucks saw the police car of James and the others, they also greeted them, signaling them not to be left behind, after all, if the thieves escaped from Hell's Kitchen, they still needed the help of the police officers of District 37 to arrest them.

After all, everyone is the same big boss's horse, and cooperation can be a win-win situation, isn't it?

Although sometimes, these horses are very envious of their colleagues in District 37, but there is no way, who let himself not study well back then, people are learning that he is playing with guns, others are playing with guns, and the result is better than him playing.

The old police officer was there, and he looked at James, who seemed to be a little confused in the co-pilot, and said, "Now I know." ”

James came back to his senses and took a deep breath: "The order here shouldn't be like this. ”

The old officer listened and smiled, when he was young, he said the same thing, but unfortunately, this is Hell's Kitchen, and this is the order here.

The old police officer and his buddy once tried to change, but alas, his old buddy died.

James looked back at the old officer, "Chief Keane, why didn't you report it." ”

The old police officer named Keane smiled: "Report, as long as they are stable in Hell's Kitchen, they won't care about the rest." ”

Just as every mayor tries to win the votes of the people in Hell's Kitchen, all kinds of big books and special books want to change the appearance of Hell's Kitchen, countless promises are dropped, and they come to power, with undecided time, insufficient funds, and no ......

James opened his mouth and had a feeling that he wanted to refute but was unable to refute, he was a man who adhered to principles, he adhered to the law, he had ideals and ambitions, he firmly believed in justice, and believed that the law was the only one that could not be broken.

But this sentence is directly like a fat doll, impacting his three views.

That's when it happened.

There's also a fat doll on the other side of the harbor.

Bang!

The deafening explosion shook the earth like a magnitude 5 earthquake, and Officer Keane was slightly stunned, and involuntarily turned his head to look at the harbor a kilometer away.

But somewhere inside the harbor, a small mushroom cloud was born.

Walter Jake Fake?

Officer Keane was completely dumbfounded, in Hell's Kitchen, in the harbor of the big boss of Kim and Big, who was he who was not afraid of the whole family being killed?

Hell's Kitchen Harbor.

Accompanied by the thick black cloud of the explosion, a seemingly crazy laughter appeared in the black cloud, and the police cars were side by side, and countless police officers hid behind the police cars to avoid bullets like a storm.

The bullets that came from the storm were accompanied by the gangster cars that exploded one by one.

If you look closely.

Seem.

Those who lost their lives were all gangsters who rushed in regardless of the need to regain their positions, and those in the NYPD, although they were also injured, compared to the mortality rate of gangsters, it was one in the sky and one in the ground.