"Cristiano, young man, times have changed, and we old fellows can't understand this mess of even after we've cleaned the hair on our heads!"

Vito Luciano, the leader of the Italian-born gang, was in a vacant warehouse in the deepest part of the neighborhood with his nephew, watching the members of the family clench their fingers and curse at each other while they barely put together a chrysalis-shaped mechanical pod.

Chicago's largest public housing community, Robert Yello, has 25,000 households, and more than 70,000 people in one neighborhood alone.

Inferior plumbing equipment is like a creeper in old apartment buildings, and small rooms with a large palm are tightly packed like beehives to accommodate as many people as possible.

Like a spider web in a filthy corner, the buildings are full of wires, circuit closers and satellite pots on the roof of the roof, which constitute an alternative ecological landscape.

But in any case, it's hard to connect two kilometers to Chicago's iconic Willis Tower, which has just been built for less than two years and is in the clouds.

Every major city in the United States is full of such visual differences. Luciano took a hateful sip of the cigar foam on the side of his mouth, if it weren't for the fact that the "business" was not doing well now, he would not have switched to smoking this inferior cigar.

After tasting the Nibelon, a very small production of the Howlite Group's top-of-the-line cigars, the gang patriarch realized that even if he could call for wind and rain in a gathering area of Italian immigrants with a population of more than 100,000,

But he was always just a scavenger, and he never climbed on a decent table. "In Al Capone's time, we were in the moonshine business, and later we grabbed land with the Spaniards to open casinos, and at that time everyone had a 'typewriter' and a trench coat to work!"

Luciano's nephew, who was not yet twenty years old, watched as men and women who owed large gambling debts and high profits were smuggled in from various ethnic groups, and were pushed into a chrysalis chamber more than one person long.

The limbs and torso were firmly bound by the shackles inside.

His eldest cousin took a syringe and drew a tube of amber liquid from the glass bottle, and plunged it into the neck of a small, thin and cowering man.

I didn't see him change the syringe, so he drew another tube and walked towards the next metal chrysalis, and after three or four in a row, the technique became more and more proficient.

“… Now the business of Baifen is doing well, but those black skins have come in in large numbers, and Larry of "P Stone" has a nickname called 'Prince, Phew!' ”

Luciano took another sip, wondering if it was because the cigar was too unpleasant.

More than a dozen cylindrical cabins made of gray-white alloy frames and tempered glass were stuffed into a person, and they were pricked in turn.

There are many more "community" residents who are constrained by gangs for various reasons, crouching in the corners of the warehouses with their heads in their hands, poking their heads out in horror to see what will happen to those inside.

The leader of the gang, Luciano, dressed in a black and yellow checkered shirt, stood up with his stomach in his hand and walked to a rusty pipe, unscrewed the valve, and finally sighed:

"'Chicago typewriters, it's gone, even better guys aren't necessarily going to do it... Hey! These things, the black-skinned gang has them, and we must have them too..."

The people in the chrysalis cabin opened their mouths wide one after another, and their backs bent hard to push up their chests, desperately sucking in the air, most of their pale and withered faces became more and more hideous and distorted, and their eyes gradually crawled bloodshot.

Under the rough manipulation of these gang members, they were subjected to the "near-death mutation" experiment that Sebastian Shaw had developed back then.

Luciano walked in a figure-eight step with his hands behind his back, patrolling the people in the transformation cabin one by one, the well-sealed machine could only faintly reveal a faint roar, and each "pain mask" hovered at the critical point of suffocating shock.

He looks at the roulette wheel he bets on, and every golden egg has the potential to hit something, but the greater probability is that he will get nothing.

Fortunately, Luciano has enough "chips" today, and he can finally force out one or two mutants, right?

Chicago gangs emerged in the fifties and sixties, with more than 130 gangs at the most, and the city is also known as the "City of Gangsters".

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These gangsters control all kinds of illegal trade, such as exclusive goods and guns, and dare to stand up to police violence.

As the concept of "super soldiers" became known after World War II, and evolved people with various special abilities that gradually began to appear at the social level in the past decade.

Gangs that roam the black and gray areas have also started to fight the idea of supernatural power one after another.

Near-death experiments, which were frequently used by the Hellfire Institute in collaboration with Sebastian Shaw after World War II, became the easiest means for these organizations to concoct mutant tools.

The principle is simple and easy to operate, which is perfect for these gangsters who have difficulty writing a few complete sentences.

"Boss! This one has a reaction! ”

A stout gang member with a beard yelled in a thick Sicilian accent, and Luciano hurried over, looking through the glass of the lab chamber as the thin body of the boy with a large gambling debt inside swelled like a balloon.

Rattle... Crunch...

The tempered glass and alloy shell of the experimental chamber creaked with the rapidly proliferating fat and muscle, and the pupa cabin began to expand and deform outward, and it was about to burst out as I saw the cracks on the surface of the glass.

The skinny Hispanic youth inside has been blown into a mountain of flesh except for the original size of his head.

Boom!

A series of roars sounded almost at the same time as the open transformation cabin, and the steel windows and gates of the warehouse were broken open with great force, and a blonde man wearing blue-black sheet spliced armor and carrying a huge round shield slowly walked in.

The steel gate was deformed and twisted by the man's kick, and a fat gangster flew out seven or eight meters away, and the tall figure was shadowed in the dim light of the warehouse, and his face was a little unreal.

I didn't see him make any defensive moves, just quietly looked around the dirty and black workshop.

"Shoot! Stunned for what! ”

Luciano pulled out a revolver from his back and shouted, and more than twenty gang members cursed their hometown dialect and hurriedly drew long and short guns.

Steve Rogers narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the giant mountain of Roshan in the middle, which had grown to a height of more than two meters, and paid no attention to the gang of gangsters that would fire at him in unison in the next moment.

Seven or eight members of the "Whip of Order" wearing black combat uniforms entered through windows from all sides at the same time as Steve, each holding a micro-charge firearm with a very fast rate of fire, and instantly and accurately shot all the armed gang members at the scene, without leaving a living interrogation at all.

Bang bang bang...

Steve walked calmly past the gunfire and walked over to the mutants who were hammering the concrete stone floor.

This face was covered with blue and black blood vessels, and he could barely tell that the awakened person who was not very old had a crazy face, and the ground gradually cracked and sunken, hysterically venting the boundless pain caused by the cell aberrations in his body.

"Sure enough, it's another near-death experiment..."

Roar!

Steve looked up at the mutant who had not yet regained his senses and shook his head helplessly. At present, the vast majority of mutants who have caused vicious events in the United States and even around the world have been forced to awaken through this most crude and tyrannical method.

This set of methods developed by the "Black Emperor" is too easy to copy, and has been imitated by many gangsters or shady organizations, and mutants who are mentally and mentally damaged due to the awakening of the near-death mutation often lose control, and the tea poison for this group is extremely deep.

Bang!

The mutant, who resembled a solar term balloon and a tire, perhaps felt that the man who was close to him was too much of an eyesore, and slammed his basin-sized fist at Steve's head.

There was a muffled sound, but it was lightly held in the air.

The "Whip of Order" combat team has ended the battle, and none of the gang leaders or any of the gang members are alive.

James has long acquiesced to the organization that uses vicious means to create or transform mutants, leaving no one alive, and limiting the spread of this manufacturing method to the greatest extent.

Steve flipped his palm, grabbed the fat fist with his five fingers, and smashed his right fist like a piledriver in an instant, and smashed it deep into the chest and abdomen of the Roshan giant.

With a wrestling of his arms, he lifted the mutant who was three or four times larger than himself above his head and threw it heavily on the ground, smashing the entire warehouse and trembling.

"Take control and contact the Chicago police and the Mutation Agency to deal with the follow-up."

"Yes! Captain. ”

After Steve finished his assignment, he looked at Colin Pitt, who was not interested on the sidelines, the "head wolf" wanted to have fun, but these ordinary gang members did not provide him with the slightest fun in fighting.

"I heard you're planning to enter the 'Winter of Wolves,'" he said.

Steve sat on the remodeling pod with his shoulders crossed, next to Colin, and the rest of the team, mainly from the wolves and a small number of team members who had just graduated from the mutant academy and came to the "Whip of Order" for internship, were dealing with the tail of their hands, waiting for the relevant units to take over the people who were being held hostage by the gangs here.

"Aopo, they should be with me, although the wolves can use the whip of order as a way to fight and dissipate their energy, we still plan to stay at the top of our game as much as possible, anyway, we should sleep and come out when there is a big scene."

Some of the winter wolves of Colin Pitt's generation have long since entered the winter of wolves, and this method of ice to maintain youth is very convenient for warriors who have been modified by serum.

He glanced at the dozens of people huddled together in the corner, and asked casually:

"These people keep it, won't they pass on this experimental method? And I thought your equipment had already been replaced. ”

Steve glanced around, this was the fourth mutant den to be taken out this year.

"They just looked at the process speciously, as for what these people injected and what they went through in it, it is not clear, the main thing is that some large-scale organizations and groups have the ability to do this kind of transformation experiment, as for the weapon-"

Steve smiled and shook his head, the task force had already bound the fainting mutant with vibranium chains and injected sedatives, this newly awakened person who could not control his mental state well would be contained and conditioned by a special institution.

"——— guns forged with vibranium and Rubik's Cube energy are too powerful to be used as regular equipment... I'm going to have the next stop soon, and Alex has a hard stubble on his side. ”

"Yo he! That kid is in a mess now, 'Shockwave, the name of the executive is very bright, and he can't push it?' ”

Alex Summers burst with a shockwave of pure energy, and has become one of the representative forces of the Whip of Order in recent years.

"I heard that they had met before, and it was estimated that they were an alpha mutant, with a destructive power of at least level 4, and they didn't accept Eric's invitation back then, and they have become a scale in the past few years, hehe, known as..."The King of Cards." ”