League of Legends

Chapter 305 My name is Jinx (4000 chapters, please subscribe, please subscribe!!!)
Could it be that there is a mysterious force dragging me from going to Wakanda?
Who?
God?

Impossible, not to mention that the god here is of his own race, even if there is a god, then it can't be that the skin color of the god is black, right?

Row.

So what if God's complexion is black?

I didn't kill it again.

Baker curled his lips, let alone God, he killed Sloan alone, which is equivalent to killing the sum of a killer leader + vice president + president + God.

and so……

Who the hell 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.

After Barbara gave an international gesture to a guy who was watching a show on the balcony, she regained her composure and said something to Natasha next to her, and then walked towards the federal agent who was in charge of commanding.

5 minute later.

At the call of a special agent in charge named Debbie, the federal agents who were in Central Park 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 squeezed out by her colleagues.

soon.

This spaceship, which Xin Zhao called the Noxus Empire soldier aircraft, was salvaged ashore.

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

Seeing this, Xin Zhao shouted, "Wait."

The agents stopped immediately.

"What's wrong?" Barbara asked.

Xin Zhao stared at the wet single-person spaceship not far away, and seemed to be talking about irrelevant things: "Once, several police officers in Piltover found a car abandoned by Jinx, and as a result, those police officers died in the line of duty. .”

Several agents: "..."

Natasha stared at the wet one-person spaceship in front of her as if she was staring at a huge bomb.

Xin Zhao said again: "However, it's not certain, there was no bomb in the car that Jinx abandoned last time."

"..."

Another Schrödinger bomb?

Several agents looked at each other, then swallowed their saliva very covertly, and looked at Barbara weakly: "Commander?"

Barbara frowned: "Stand back first."

soon.

The three-meter radius of the spaceship was emptied.

hum!
The handed down sword emerged from the center of Barbara's eyebrows, and with a whoosh sound, a soul blade was like a sharp paper knife, directly cutting open the top cover of the spaceship in front of her like cutting tofu.

The top cover pops open.

"Oh!"

A thing that looked like a can was directly lifted into the air the moment the top cover was cut.

next second.

Bang!
A bright firework appeared in the sky over Central Park in an instant. After the bright firework exploded, it formed the appearance of a grinning girl with twin tails.

The agents in the park peeped at each other.

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

Xin Zhao nodded: "It's her."

new York.

some where.

a lane.

A woman holding a baseball bat, dressed like a young lady, with two green braids, who looked at most in her early 20s, knocked out the last big black man in front of her with a stick, and turned her head to look at the Fireworks bloomed in the distance, and a pair of crazy eyes flashed a frenzy of joy soaring: "I found my gift so quickly."

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A broom-headed man with broken knees, broken arms, big tattoos, and earrings and lip studs was spitting blood and staring at Jinx: "Grass mud horse, damn it, you know whose warehouse this is!" Well, you're done, you're done... ahhhh!"

Jinx lowered his head and tugged at the man's lip studs and blinked: "I like this."

talking.

Under the man's horrific scream, Jinx directly pulled out the little golden lip nail, and then, looking at the mucus on the lip nail, threw it to the side with a disgusted cry: " Oh, that's disgusting."

The man covered the corner of his mouth and was torn in two, sobbing towards the bleeding mouth, and then stared at Jinx who slowly got up with pain and resentment.

Jinx took small steps and ran to a box one by one. With the baseball bat in his hand, he pushed open the box with the upper and lower doors, revealing the fully automatic weapons inside.

"Wow!"

Jinx's eyes glowed, and he took out a brand-new fully automatic rifle from it. He loaded the magazine with ease, then turned around and looked at the man with a half-smile on his face: "You just now scolded me."

The man froze for a moment, then shook his head frantically in the desire to survive: "I don't, it's not me."

Jinx was unmoved.

Pull the trigger!

Chu Chu Chu!
Countless blood flowers appeared on the man's body, and the blood flowers were as bright as fireworks.

Jinx's eyes blurred: "It's so beautiful."

The rest of the people in the warehouse who were knocked unconscious by Jinx with the same stick were shocked when they saw this scene, and lay down on the ground with a poof, pretending to be dead.

Even if there was a reptile-like man whose arm was directly broken and bent, he didn't cry out in pain.

To speak out is to die.

The man said that he didn't want to die, and he could still save him.

Soon.

The gunfire ceased.

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

After a while.

Jinx shrugged, threw the automatic rifle aside, and walked to the full box next to him again.

One box and one box were full of ammunition.

To put it bluntly, the ammunition here is enough to organize a battalion, the kind with a full staff.

"Wow."

"many."

"This is huge."

"This is very long."

"Wow, this is so thick."

Jinx threw the weapons in boxes one after another into her arsenal. The arsenal was like a dimensional pocket, which contained Jinx's full ammunition.

but……

Because Jinx came here by smuggling, except for the three guns she regarded as precious, all other weapons disappeared in the process of traveling through the universe.

There are three guns, one is called a fishbone, any bullets put in, all come out are small shells, which already belong to the regular weapon.

One is called a poker gun, similar to Gatling.

One is an electromagnetic oscillation light pistol used to launch paralyzing electromagnetic waves. Even if the person who is shot does not die, he will be paralyzed for 5 minutes, and will fall to the ground and twitch like a struggling fish.

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

The other members opened their eyes and gave him great encouragement. Who are they? They are the elite gangsters who are in charge of bringing money to Hell's Kitchen and guarding the weapon warehouse. They were actually picked up by a crazy girl with a baseball bat. If this crazy girl was allowed to walk out in a big way, Jin would kill them.

Nearly.

Nearly.

The man with the heart of anti-kill looked at the automatic rifle that could be hooked by almost a millimeter, and shouted in his heart, he wanted to counter-kill, he wanted this woman to be his RBQ.

only……

"boom!"

"what!"

"..."

Jinx turned around with a confused face and looked at the man who fell to the ground and screamed, his body convulsed like an earthworm, and blue electric currents flashed around him from time to time: "Hey, you're not dead?"

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

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

hum!
The four barrels of the machine gun began to rotate slowly.

next second.

With a rate of fire like Gatling's, this warehouse located in Hell's Kitchen near the self-built port of the Manhattan River resounded with countless wailing and the sound of countless bullets falling on the ground.

The picture is too shocking and bloody to express in words.

but……

At this moment, the other gangsters must be in a bad mood. Even if they go to hell, they will beat up the man who planned to kill him. After all, they could have escaped by pretending to be dead.

Pity.

5 minute later.

Alarm bells go off.

Almost all members from the 37th district of the Hell's Kitchen of the New York Police Department were mobilized, and they rushed towards the port with a whimper as if they were facing an enemy.

After all, the place where the gunshots came is not an ordinary place, but the port of Hell's Kitchen, and this is not an ordinary port, it is the port of Hell's Kitchen carrying the gold and his old man.

A young policeman who had heard about Hell's Kitchen Jinna for a long time looked at his colleague who was almost rushing out, and then looked at the old policeman who took him in charge of taking him leisurely, and said, "Sir..."

The old policeman drank the coffee in his cup and slowly got up: "Do you know whose place the accident happened?"

The young police officer nodded. When he was assigned to Hell's Kitchen, the old police officer who brought him gave him a map with indications, so that he could know the name of the street and know what was behind the street. who is the person.

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

When the young policeman heard this, he felt humiliated: "How is that possible?"

The old police officer said calmly: "Those who went out just now, their boss is not so much the New York Police Department, but their boss is Jin Bin. There is a problem with the boss's goods, how can the speed of the subordinates be so fast?" Woolen cloth?"

"What?" The young policeman who had just joined the job for only 20 days swallowed his saliva and said, "But, a while ago, didn't Team A catch a Jin Bin who committed a murderer?"

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

The young police officer shook his head honestly.

The old police officer said: "If you don't understand, just read it slowly. If you want to be like them, go in and out of Kaiboxia, just wait for me to retire in five months. If you don't want to, then just like me, retire with peace of mind. This is Hell's Kitchen, there is justice, but the short-lived justice you get with your own life is not worth it, dogs eat dogs outside, we watch dog shows."

The young police officer was a little stunned. When he was assigned here, he knew that Hell's Kitchen was a mess, but the 37th branch of Hell's Kitchen had achieved outstanding results.

and so……

Is this all an illusion?
Seeing the young police officer's expression, the old police officer smiled hesitantly. His head was blue, and he looked like him when he was young. After thinking about it, he got up and said, "Let's go, James."

The young police officer named James came back to his senses: "Here we come, sir."

10 minute later.

When the old police officer drove the young police officer James to the fork in the port leading to the port, the wind howled. On the road that went deep into Hell's Kitchen, three extremely overbearing pickup trucks carried a car of people directly towards the port. go.

Arms in hand, full of ammunition, this situation makes James feel as if he has come to a Middle Eastern country.

even.

When the people in the three pickup trucks saw the police car of James and the others, they greeted them and signaled them not to fall behind. After all, if the thief escaped from Hell's Kitchen, the police from District 37 would still be needed to help arrest them.

After all, we are all the boys of the same big boss, cooperation can win-win, isn't it?

Although sometimes, these horse boys are very envious of their colleagues in District 37, but there is no way, who made me not study hard back then, when he was studying he was playing with guns, and when he was playing with guns, he turned out to be better than him.

The old police officer was there, looking at James, who seemed a little confused in the co-pilot, and said, "Now you know."

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

Hearing this, the old police officer smiled. He said the same thing when he was young. Unfortunately, this is Hell's Kitchen, and that's how the order here is.

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

James looked back at the old police officer: "Sir Keane, why didn't you report it."

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

Just like every mayor in order to win the votes of the people of Hell's Kitchen, all kinds of big letters want to change the appearance of Hell's Kitchen. Countless promises have been left behind, and he came to power. The time is undecided, funds are insufficient, and there is no plan...

James opened his mouth with a feeling that he wanted to refute but was unable to refute. He is a person who sticks to principles, he sticks to the law, he has ideals and ambitions, he firmly believes in justice, and believes that the law is the only one that is unbreakable.

But these words hit his three views directly like a fat doll.

at this time.

There is also a fat baby on the other side of the port.

Boom!

The deafening skyrocketing explosion shook the ground like a magnitude [-] earthquake. Officer Keen was slightly taken aback, and turned his head involuntarily to look at the port one kilometer away.

But somewhere in the port, a small mushroom cloud was born.

Walter the Fuck?
Police officer Keane was completely dumbfounded. In Hell's Kitchen, playing in such a place in the port of Big Boss Jin Bing, who is it, who is not afraid that the whole family will be killed?

Hell's Kitchen port.

Accompanied by the thick black cloud of the explosion, a maniacal laughter appeared in the black cloud. Police cars lined up side by side, and countless police officers hid behind the police cars to avoid the bullets like a storm.

Along with the bullets that came from the storm, there were gangster cars that exploded in the air.

If you look carefully.

seem.

Those who lost their lives were all gangsters who rushed in regardless of the situation and wanted to regain their positions. Although those NYPD people were also injured, compared with the death rate of gangsters, they were one in the sky and one in the bottom.

……

(End of this chapter)