Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Bloodbath Mutual Aid Society
Maybe the system felt that the karma of swallowing the scroll was a bit inauthentic, or for some other reason, when Richard was distressed, he foresaw that the future was activated again, and then he "saw" the place where the mutual aid society was!
It was a castle-like building, very old and huge, and on the main entrance, the words No. 17 Textile Factory were clearly visible!
There are not many places like this in New York!
He'd seen it once!
Let's go!
Richard drove at an all-time high and was soon at his destination.
This is an old riverside building in Brooklyn, next to a bridge, the whole building is brown, quite like an old castle, and two gray slender chimneys stand out unusually prominently.
It's an old place, and the sign of No. 17 Textile Factory at the gate is not conspicuous, but it is not so easy to ignore. But this is nothing to Richard, because in his perception, in the entire textile factory, he sensed hundreds of guys who were entangled in bad karma, and more than a dozen of them, if the karma was manifested, the black qi would rise to the sky.
And on the walls of the castle, two sniper rifles were already aimed at them. The other patrol officers were also in a state of imminent combat, their guns were loaded, the smell of gunpowder and gun oil could be smelled by him from afar, and the mental state of these people was also tense, and it seemed that they would attack once their identity was confirmed.
Who is this guarding against?
Richard stopped slowly, and the two snipers were breathing rapidly, and their fingers were tightly hooked on the trigger, ready to shoot at any moment.
Their area is not very prosperous, and the people who will park in front of this gate will either be trucks or their killers, and there will hardly be anyone else. And now the BMW at the gate is moving slowly, giving them a sense of danger.
One of the snipers suddenly sensed that something was wrong with the BMW, and after a moment he whispered, "It's a bulletproof car!" ”
Almost as soon as his voice sounded, the killers on the wall all changed.
A bulletproof car parked in front of the door is self-evident.
Fire!
The two snipers pulled the trigger for the first time, but it was Richard who moved faster than them.
Teleport!
Richard suddenly appeared on the wall, wearing a fiery dragon armor that made the killers directly stunned, and then fired the gun.
Bullets flying.
But then there was a clanging sound, and the deformed warhead fell to the ground, and then looked at Richard, who was not scathed at all.
Richard moved his head, raised his wrist sideways, flicked it, and moved his body like lightning.
Although these people in front of him are not at the same level as the ability beast at all, heaven and earth, the meaning of him standing here at the moment is not to find an opponent, and shaking his hands is not to be handsome, but a ritual.
He's going on a killing spree!
Super armor that is many times thicker than a tank, and beyond the speed of movement of sound, Richard can crush these guys to pieces with almost no shots, just by impacting.
After knocking out the last killer, the flames on Richard's body rose, and the filth burned and purified, Richard jumped up, spread his arms and fell to the ground like an eagle, and his hands were slammed into the ground.
The ground trembled slightly, and the killers in the factory weaving cloth disguised as workers, the man in the hat concocting the ash potion in the restoration room, the man in the red shirt trimming his beard in a forced confession room, the slightly fat man sharpening his knife in a warehouse full of pork, the bald black man wiping his gun, the man lying on the bed with his back combed, and Sloane himself, all felt the movement.
It was like a sign on the eve of an earthquake, or as if a volcano was about to erupt, and a dry heat in the air was suppressed, and the next moment it exploded.
Sloan threw himself to the side with a shocked expression, and the man with the back Mr. X, the bald black gunsmith, the knife sharpening butcher, the red shirt repairman, the pharmacist hat man, and all the killers in the textile factory who were not weak all reacted immediately.
Flames erupted from all over the mill, like a dragon bursting out of its lair, stretching its massive body to its heart's content, destroying and scorching all obstacles in its path, engulfing everything in its path.
From the outside, the entire textile mill looked as if the chemical industry had exploded, flames erupting from everywhere, and the roar of the explosion was mixed with the sound of glass being shattered, like an exploding grenade.
Burn, destroy! The flame that can bring life to all things has now turned into a fire of extinction, engulfing the textile mill entirely.
The karmic reminder of the kill kept swiping the screen, but Richard did not fluctuate, because he knew that even if the power of this wave of mortal fire was as close to the grenade blast as he could, it was still not enough to kill those top killers, because on the karmic prompt, a killer with a code name similar to a fox had never appeared, and he died all the nameless minions.
"The killing, officially begins. Hopefully you guys can play some ......"
Richard muttered, and walked unhurriedly to the inside of the textile factory.
Sloane threw away the blanket, which had been lit by the flames, coughing a few times, his face furious.
This sudden flame reminded him of the guy in the video who could control the fire.
He's coming!?
So fast!?
Sloan felt incredulous, but then sneered.
Did you really knock on the door?
Oh, the mutual aid association that has stood for thousands of years is not a soft persimmon to be kneaded!
This guy will indeed be the biggest crisis of their mutual aid association, but it doesn't mean that they will all be wiped out. As long as he's alive, the butcher, the gunsmith, the repairman, all these top killers can be cultivated again, because he is the core of the mutual aid society!
He has all the extraordinary powers of the Mutual Aid Society!
For example, the ash potion, such as the unique arc ballistic shooting technique, the adrenaline burst of power, and the dynamic visual training technique, these are the powerful cores of the Mutual Aid Killer!
Sloane's face was cold, his hands rubbed at the head of the bed, and the secret door suddenly opened on the wall, and he got up and walked in without hesitation......
A scorching smell spread in the textile factory, and the surviving killers copied the guys one after another, almost each armed with a rifle and a troll, and one by one vigilantly and carefully scattered everywhere. Several killers glanced at each other, and the bird quietly moved in the direction of the gate, but the gate exploded open, and Richard, dressed in armor, swaggered in.
Several killers did not hesitate to shoot.
Bullets flew and flames surged, but in the face of the desperate defense of the Yanlong armor, it was like a rubber bullet hitting a steel plate.
The bullets clanged to the ground, and Richard was unscathed.
"This ...... What the hell is this! ”
One of the killers looked ugly, suddenly pulled a grenade out of his pocket, pulled off the pull ring, and threw it at Richard.
Richard sneered and caught the grenade, and rushed to the killer in a flash, shoved the grenade into his mouth, and punched him into his bloody mouth.
Boom!
The grenade exploded under Richard's fist, flesh and bones sprayed everywhere, Richard kept moving, dodged and kicked, kicked another killer into two pieces on the spot, reached out and grabbed the half of the body, and hit the killer next to him with a sledgehammer, the picture was terrible.
Flicking his hand, Richard moved towards the perceived killers hiding behind obstacles.
Killer D rolled over and rushed out, the trolls burst into fire, and countless steel balls were sprayed, but Richard disappeared.
Burst!
Killer D is grabbed by Richard and pressed to the ground, and his head turns directly into ketchup.
Richard's might intimidate a gang of killers, but it wouldn't bring them to their knees. Those who can weave cloth in the factory are all die-hard loyalists of the mutual aid association, the children, relatives and friends of the killers of the mutual aid association, and they have long regarded the mutual aid association as their home, and those who invade this family are their enemies and must be eliminated.
Killer E lifted a heavy machine gun and placed it heavily on the workbench" and opened fire on Richard.
The flames spewed out, and the ferocious bullet chain connected into a bright line, hitting Richard accurately, but a burst of sparks, Richard's armor was still unscathed!
With the bullet in his face, Richard walked over step by step, and finally stood in front of Killer E.
"Da Da Da!" The heavy machine gun bullets made a loud noise, and Killer E watched in horror as Richard's fist enlarged before his head exploded.
Richard looked back, his gaze swept away. "It's too weak, let's go to the spicy chickens."