It's late at night.

But Morse had no intention of sleeping.

Although he doesn't like to fight and kill.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have a vision of killing.

But he was a businessman.

So, killing is what his men do.

And he just had to watch.

Like today.

A rainy night is the best funeral for Nolan Locke's little girlfriend.

Just when he was enjoying it.

There was a boom.

The door to the villa was slammed open.

Morse was stunned for a moment, then his face changed dramatically.

Immediately took out a pistol that never left his body.

As soon as the pistol arrived, he saw a figure appear in the doorway.

Behind the man, there seemed to be something else.

It's just that he can't see clearly.

"Morse, tell me... Where are your Irish gangs headquartered? ”

"You're Nolan Locke!

How did you end up here. ”

He was suddenly frightened.

Nolan Locke's voice, he will never forget.

Nolan was wearing a Delta 6 spur power suit.

The armor was wrapped in place from the head.

He didn't want to capsize in the gutter here at Morse.

"I'm asking, tell me where your Irish headquarters are."

"What a joke!"

Morse did not hesitate to shoot.

But this shot only fired a series of sparks.

In the next moment, Nolan rushed directly in front of him.

grabbed him by the neck.

"Morse, I'll give you one last chance.

You should know that in this world, there are many ways to get secrets out of one's mouth.

I'm sure you must not have been trained to make truth-spitting. ”

Just as Nolan spoke.

A slayer walked up to him.

Morse was still hesitating.

"Number 3, cut off one of his fingers!"

Nolan spoke coldly.

Slayer 3 swings his blade.

He's not in the mood to mess with anything like that.

Accompanied by screams.

Morse looked horrified.

Half of his palms were cut!

Killer 3 doesn't have that kind of high intelligence.

But Nolan didn't care.

"Where is the headquarters of the Irish?"

Seeing that Morse didn't answer, Nolan immediately spoke again.

"Break one more!"

"I say! I said! ”

Morse shouted.

Although he was a gangster in Ireland, he was also just a businessman.

But......

It's too late.

The Killer didn't hesitate to eject the blade.

In just an instant, Morse's entire palm fell.

"I'll ask again!"

This time, Nolan had just spoken.

Morse yelled at the location of the Irish gangsters.

Nolan smiled coldly at the answer.

He smiled weirdly and said:

"I don't want to kill people, you know what, the world is complicated.

It's not just us ordinary people, but also some very troublesome guys.

I just want to live well, I don't want to get into any trouble.

Because there is a perverted woman who likes to touch the gems on her chest, and she can deduce all the future.

But ......"

Nolan grabbed Morse by the neck.

The battery pack of the Delta 6 Rapid Power suit gives him tremendous power.

In just an instant, Morse's neck was severed.

It wasn't until Morse's eyes gradually lost consciousness that his last voice rang out.

"Why are you pushing me......

Why! ”

Nolan's expression distorted.

This damn world is obviously just a business dispute, why do you want to kill people at every turn!

Damn Irish gangsters!

Noah threw Morse's body on the ground.

"Since you provoke me, then after today, the Irish gangsters, like those Aryans, will all disappear!"

There was a boom.

Thunder rolling!

Heavy rain poured down.

Nolan walks into the rainstorm.

Even through the Delta 6 rapid power suit, he could feel the rain now.

Finnish Cooley!

You'd better not let me get caught!

Now.

Irish gangs inside.

Finnish Cooley counts the time.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

He frowned.

Calculate the time, the person who went to find Jessica Jones should be back.

After thinking about it, he dialed Morse.

Listen to the voice on the other side, but no one answers.

Finnish Cooley's face was gloomy.

At such times, it is impossible for Morse not to answer the phone.

It seems that something happened to Morse.

Who did it!

Jessica Jones's information, they have a detailed investigation.

Just a little girl in Hell's Kitchen, after all.

Most of the intelligence is not a secret to them.

That little girl couldn't have that ability.

Is it the man behind Nolan Locke?

He felt like he had guessed the truth.

"Gather the people, something has happened to Morse, I'm afraid, someone should come to us next."

Finnish Cooley sneered.

"It's the boss!"

Someone went out immediately to inform.

Soon, a number of sleepy-eyed Irishmen were summoned.

All of them had guns in their hands.

This is the essence of the Irish gangsters.

Trying to make a place in Hell's Kitchen is not so easy.

Force, is to occupy the first place!

When Nolan walked to the headquarters of the Irish gangs.

A small five-storey building is brightly lit.

Inside, you can even faintly poke and poke people can be seen moving.

The door was tightly closed.

Everyone is on standby.

"Looks like they're ready."

Nolan's eyes were cold.

But today, he has come to kill.

"SAR-1 Combat Robot, Fire!"

In the next moment, more than twenty SAR-1 combat robots standing behind him spat out fierce tongues of fire.

These combat robots were developed for war.

An iron gate?

It's like papier-mâché!

It only takes a few seconds.

The iron gate became a sieve.

Nolan took a deep breath.

"Charge!"

He let out a roar.

Then his body began to rush towards the iron gate.

At the moment of approach.

Boom punch out!

Accompanied by an explosion.

The already broken iron gate fell to the ground.

The Irishman with a bewildered face behind him was revealed.

The next moment,

Two Killers, and dozens of SAR-1 Combat Robots poured out of the nest!

At the same time, there are countless palm-sized robots, surging along the small building.

Tongue of fire.

Killer Charge.

Nolan stood in the midst of these mechanical seas.

Watch this killing feast.

Gunfire was accompanied by thunder.

Tongues of fire are like lightning.

Blood, like pouring rain.

Roof.

Finland Cooley's heart tightened.

"There's a fight downstairs?"

"Don't worry, boss, there are more than thirty brothers downstairs, and no one can rush up."

The gunshots rang out for only half a minute.

Just stop completely.

Finn Cooley and others had strange faces.

I'm afraid those enemies are not here to die.

Dare to attack the Irish gangs.

In less than a minute, it was annihilated.

It's not just a few people who came.

Just when a few people couldn't help but sneer.

The door was slammed open.

A frightened Irishman rushed in.

"Boss, boss, monster, mechanical monster!

Those monsters have wiped out all the brothers on the first floor! ”

Hear this.

Finn Cooley's face froze.

Then he grabbed the firearm from the side.

"It seems that this time the person is not simple.

Get our big guy out! ”

He yelled.

A strong man immediately lifted out a box.

Finnish Cooley had a sinister smile on his face.

This is a city after all, and he doesn't want to use these heavy weapons.

But since someone is looking for death, don't blame him!

……