Marvel Blacklight Consultant

Old George said to the tattooed bald head with an ugly face: "Kulasi, you came to me and completely disrespected my guests. What on earth do you want to do? Who asked you to come here? Don't you know that you have crossed the line? "

The tattooed bald man, that is, Kulasi, suddenly laughed strangely, then turned to look at old George, "Old man, things have changed here. When did you think I would come here? Because this place will be under my control from now on. Alright, quack~”

Without waiting for Old George to say anything, he directly pointed his gun at the guy who sent the text message before and shot him in the chest. He fell to the ground with confusion and disbelief.

The sound of the gunshot immediately frightened everyone in the hall, and they frantically looked for cover to hide. Old George and Gerry hid immediately. The mixed-race white man ignored Murphy and went back to the room, fiercely The door was closed.

Alex was thoughtful. It would be a joke to say that there is no protective umbrella in a place where people can replace their identities. But now that this person is so arrogant, it seems that the Los Angeles underworld has changed.

Murphy hid behind a sofa. Although he knew that he could not block the damage of the gun, he could only give himself some psychological comfort.

Two Mexicans came out with their guns and fired back. Gunshots kept ringing in the hall. The Jackal Gang who came in also looked for cover and started shooting indiscriminately.

Don't think that gangsters are very powerful. Ordinary members are just messing around with their marksmanship. Seizing the opportunity to make a sneak attack is their first choice. What is shown in the movie is basically not normal behavior.

Among the people Kurasi brought, there are still two good ones. They should be people who have served, but they are just ordinary soldiers.

After the two sides exchanged more than thirty rounds of bullets, the two Mexicans died on the spot, and the hall became quiet again.

Murphy looked at Alex from the side of the sofa, his eyes asking, and he made gestures at the same time.

Alex, who had served in the army, certainly knew the meaning of the gesture and sent him the signal.

Let him look for opportunities. If he gets a gun, he will fight back. If not, then he will be stable for the time being. There are so many people here now, and it will be troublesome to kill them all or erase their memories.

Until the last moment, Alex didn't want to cause too much trouble for himself. The person controlling his consciousness now was a dead otaku.

But it's a pity that Alex's idea was shattered. After all, at the scene of a gunfight, you were sitting peacefully on the sofa with such a swagger, who could not pay attention to it.

Seeing that there was no danger and no one had a gun, Kurasi stood up with confidence. Of course, he still had a pistol in his hand. He was a little wary and looked at Alex sitting on the sofa. "Who are you?" Still sitting there, let the labor and management come here."

Alex frowned and looked at the tattooed bald man with sharp eyes.

Kurasi didn't notice anything unusual at all, pointed the gun directly at Alex, and walked over.

"fxxk you man, what are you doing? Ha, this is a gunfight, do you understand? You are sitting there on horseback, fuck me, you think our gunfight is a joke?"

After saying that, he shot Alex next to him and whistled, "Huhaha, how are you? Are you scared? Yoyo, come here, give me a lick for your uncle, and I will let you go." Hahaha"

Alex didn't expect that this person was like a psycho. When he saw someone biting someone, his mentality suddenly exploded.

There was only one thought in my heart, "I'm broken."

Just when Alex was about to take action, Murphy quietly moved closer to Culasi, jumped up, grabbed Culasi who had just withdrawn his guard and the gunman, and hit him with a headbutt. onto his head.

Pushing and twisting the hand holding the gun, the gun in Culasi's hand reached Murphy's hand. The other hand pulled him along, directly jammed Culasi's neck, and blocked him in front of him.

With Culasi's body firmly in front of him, Murphy did not pause or hold back. Recently, his heart seemed to be rushing, and his anger was completely overwhelming.

Now that the opportunity is in front of him, how can he calm down.

With a red light in his eyes, he fired three shots at the three closest people, and the bullets accurately hit their heads. After the three shots, the remaining members of the Jackal Gang also hid in the bunker.

It wasn't that Murphy didn't want to continue shooting, but that Culasi's gun was out of bullets, so he could only discard the firearm in his hand, pull Culasi and walk towards the three corpses just now.

Murphy had been briefly trained by Alex before and was not allowed to use his true colors to demonstrate his abilities unless absolutely necessary.

The world is too big. In the past, he was considered a member of the official government. He also knew the darkness under the sun and understood Alex's intentions very well. This action can be said to be self-protection. There is no need to use abilities, not to mention there are so many others. audience.

The matter of identity has not been settled yet, so it is still useful to keep these people.

Using firearms is really easy for Murphy now. The virus directly strengthened his entire body's cells, and all aspects were strengthened.

The body, perception, and spirit are all comprehensively strengthened. The moment he gets the gun, Murphy knows how to shoot and how to hit.

In the past, he often went to shooting clubs, but it didn't feel like it does now, where it was easy and effortless.

He picked up the pistol next to the corpse on the ground and fired two shots at the hiding members of the Jackal Gang. He suppressed those who wanted to show their faces and then turned to look at Kurasi.

Culasi is a little confused now. He was caught off guard by Murphy's series of actions just now, and with the last headbutt, he is still dazed now.

Seeing him like this, Murphy gave him another headbutt. Curasi rolled his eyes and fainted.

Putting Culasi on the ground, Murphy fired a few more shots, killing the two guys who showed up and took aim. He picked up the pistol next to the other corpse with his left hand and came to the corner of the wall.

Obviously, except for Culasi, Murphy's only word for everyone else is to kill.

Alex here also nodded secretly as he watched. He had a clear idea and decisive killing. Only in this way could he be a perfect tool man.

Alex was quite satisfied with what was revealed on the spot. Except for his unfamiliarity with superpowers, other aspects were very good.

The DEA has specialized training in intelligence collection, firearms use, etc. Once the general knowledge is mastered, Murphy can go directly to New York as long as he understands super powers.

Murphy was very fast over there. He used his keen perception to show up in advance when the Jackal Gang was about to come out of the bunker and shoot, and killed the person who came out immediately.

After a while, there were only a few left. They were forced by the strong pressure to yell and shoot indiscriminately, but Murphy quickly hit them and then fired again to clean them up.

A total of eleven people were cleared by Murphy alone in about ten minutes. Such a record was quite good in Alex's opinion.

After cleaning up all the members of the Jackal Gang, Murphy returned to Kurasi, looked at Alex and asked: "I'm going to take him away. I have many things to ask him."

Alex shrugged, "He was originally yours, you can do whatever you want. Old George, Gerry has taken care of it, come out."

After talking to Murphy, he shouted directly into the room inside.

The subsequent gunshots initially frightened Old George and Grid in the room.

There are weapons in the room, but there are no bulletproof vests or the like. If you can hit others, others can hit you. Staying in the room is just a psychological comfort.

As for breaking out, who knows if there is anyone outside. The next time you jump out of the window, there will be someone pointing a gun at you and shouting with a smile, "Spurris, motherfucker."

It was still playing with snakes, and the two of them were squatting in the room. Old George was holding a shotgun, and Gerry was holding a pistol, hiding on both sides of the door. At this time, the gunfire quieted down, and Alex's voice was heard. Shouting, both of them were a little overwhelmed.

Old George looked at Gerry and said, "Gerry, what that guy said is true or false. You brought him here, you should know."

Gerry is also a little confused. Although he knows Alex, he only knows that he works as a consultant in the Los Angeles Police Department and is relatively generous. Who knows whether he is strong in combat.

Gerry had no choice but to grit his teeth and said to Old George: "I'll take a look first. You be careful."

After speaking, Gerry held the pistol in one hand and gently turned the handle of the door with the other hand, opened a small crack, and began to observe, but because of the angle, he couldn't see anything.

After waiting for a while, listening to the sounds outside, I found that it was indeed quieter, so I mustered up the courage, opened the door, and walked out while squatting.

When I came to the hall, I was a little shocked when I saw the corpses all over the floor. Good guy, there are more than a dozen people. Kill them as soon as you say. Brother, you are still the consultant of the police station.

He put away his pistol and said to Old George in the room: "Old George, it's okay, you can come out."

From the opened door, old George came out with a shotgun in his head. When he saw the corpses on the ground, his expression changed, as if he had eaten a meal.

So many people from the Jackal Gang died here, and now Old George's first thought was whether to run away now.

Otherwise, when the Jackal Gang comes to your door, you will definitely die. Which gang will reason with you, not to mention that Old George has a lot of interests here. If you can find an excuse to swallow it up, no one will give up like this.

Gerry saw Old George's eyes passing over the corpse, and understood Old George's psychology, and his face was not good-looking.

Such a thing might involve him, which would be a completely unforeseen disaster and bad luck.

Murphy picked up the water and poured it directly on Culasi. The water hit his face. Culasi's body reacted immediately. He quickly opened his eyes and blocked the water flow with his hands.