Marvel's princess becomes king

Chapter 526 It's time for me to make a move

Jin was very sad about her friend's tragic experience, but Bella didn't have much melancholy. In her opinion, the somewhat savage Amanda had died in Elm Town. After twisting the will of hell, the demon Ruby and the previous Amanda has nothing to do with it.

It's a pity that I can't find the mastermind behind the scenes, but soldiers come to cover up everything, and there is a solution to everything.

If you are prepared, high-level mages are not afraid of any battles, dragons?Angel?demon?I can kill anyone, I'm afraid I'm not prepared
Albanians kill Albanians when they emerge, vampires kill vampires when they emerge, it's as simple as that!
Bella felt that most of her family members would not be in danger. Even if Charlie lost the election, he was definitely a public figure, not a little sheriff who died in the wilderness for half a month and no one found it. The chances of vampires attacking with great fanfare Very low, unless they want an all-out war with the secular world.

But Bella still asked Yinglong, Bumblebee, and Jazz to help take care of her family.

Yinglong and Bumblebee are two bastards, a bit unreliable, but Sir, as Optimus Prime's adjutant, is still reliable.

Seeing that her family is safe, Bella picks up the phone aggressively and asks her subordinates to bring 'weapons' over. The vampires still have to wait for news. She wants to use this little time now to teach the Albanians a lesson they will never forget!

The Murad family is not well-known among the many underworld families in Albania, and Albania is not even a younger brother in Europe. It is a small country with no history, no culture, and no industry.

However, this country and Italy face each other across the sea, and the narrowest point is only less than 75 kilometers across the Adriatic Sea. I have learned ten percent of the ruthless style.

If you kill a member of my family and chase you to the ends of the earth, I will kill you too.

It is by virtue of this cohesion that the Sopranos family has survived to this day.

Under the leadership of the old Murad, the Murad family embarked on their own journey of revenge.

We can kill you, arrest and sell your women, but you can’t kill us!They are so domineering!

A group of people did their mental calculations and used the old agent Brian's wife as a threat to capture the old agent. They also cooperated with a group of mysterious people from Italy to capture Bella, but the plan failed.

At this time, they were entrenched in a gymnasium and two residential buildings in the slums of Istanbul.

The Istanbul authorities dare not stop them, they can only acquiesce in their existence.

In the evening, a group of thugs were watching TV as if nothing had happened, when they suddenly heard a loud sound caused by the high-speed rotation of propellers outside.

A bearded man shouted: "The enemy is coming!"

"Take a weapon!"

"Get ready! Get the bazooka out!"

They were prepared for Bella's revenge. They were loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and secretly laid out many traps. If there was any disturbance from the outside world, a group of people would enter a fighting state.

A few bearded men with strong temperament painted marks representing revenge on their faces with blood, exposing their muscular arms, and concentrated on waiting for the enemies outside to enter the ambush circle.

"Boom" and "Boom" made two muffled sounds, and the helicopter dropped two containers in front of their courtyard gate, and then flew away.

Old Murad is insidious and cunning. Seeing the container parked at the door, of course he will not let his subordinates open it like a dead man. God knows what the hell is inside!
"Shoot!" Even if there is a bomb inside and the distance between the two sides is extremely far, he is not afraid.

A burst of gunfire like fried beans kicked off the revenge.

"Tearing" a big hand with iron blue skin tore open the smashed container.

A tall man with a bald head and a cold demeanor in an army green coat came out of the container, followed by another strong man just like him.

This is the latest biochemical weapon produced by Wieland Tangu. According to the iterative calculation of the virus, this is the fifth generation tyrant!
Stronger control, greater lethality!The tyrant walked out of the container, the biological signals in his brain were converted, and he soon received the order from the controller to kill all the people with weapons in the house.

"Dong Dong" the tyrant took a big step and began to charge.

"Da da da!" The black lamp was confused, and the Albanian didn't understand what it was, raised the automatic rifle in his hand, and opened fire crazily.

Their guns were aimed at the tyrant's head and heart, and then the trigger was pulled to the end, and the bullets rained down on the tyrant.

The tyrant was heavy, but not slow. They raised their arms to shield their eyes, and then slammed into them like a train.

A beard weighing three hundred catties was smashed into blood mist on the spot. At least [-]% of the bones in his body were broken. Blood gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and his body slowly slid down from a height like mud.His brother was also quite strong, jumping out from the corner with a roar, a bazooka on his shoulder.

The rocket rushed straight towards the tyrant. The tyrant raised his elbow and completely exploded the bearded head before him. Then he stretched out his right hand and grasped the rocket slowly and quickly, changing the forward propulsion to upward. The tyrant grasped tightly. The rocket was thrown upwards vigorously, and the rocket exploded 50 meters above everyone's heads.

Before the strong man who fired the rocket was stunned, another tyrant grabbed his head and aimed at the wall on one side and slammed it hard.

Skulls and brains mixed with a large amount of blood splashed all over half of the wall. The tyrant had no emotion, just threw away the strong man's body and found his next target.

Ignoring many bullets, the two tyrants went on a killing spree among the Albanians.

Those who do not retreat must be killed, and those who are ready to flee must also be killed.

"Die! Die to me!" A strong man with a chainsaw was cornered. He swung the chainsaw to cut the tyrant's neck. As a result, the tyrant grabbed his head and feet and tore him in half.

Gangsters with shotguns shot the tyrant in the back repeatedly, and the bullets left dense bullet holes on the army green coat. The tyrant snatched his shotgun, swung the gun with his backhand, and shot it flying with the butt The heads of gangsters.

The defense effect of the army green coat has been upgraded several times, and now it is completely immune to pistol bullets, and it can also resist more than half of the kinetic energy of rifle bullets.

The tyrant's body has been cultivated by the T virus. It is an exaggeration to say that he is invulnerable, but his self-healing power is amazing. The rifle bullets enter the body within 30 seconds and are squeezed out by the muscles.

The two tyrants, one on the left and the other on the right, with their iron fists and strong bodies, plowed two blood paths paved with stumps and bones among the Albanian gangs.

(End of this chapter)