HP black wizard in the United States comics

"What about those people? They were already 15 minutes late that day. Are they still here? What happened to Black Mask and where is the convoy he promised us?"

The man named Lanier said uneasily.

The promised convoy just didn't arrive, leaving him confused and a little scared. Maybe, maybe Penguin knew about the relationship between their gang and Black Mask.

What if the Penguin people are already on the road but they have 60 people here and they have no vehicles.If you go out, you might be robbed and killed on the road. If you stick to it, aren't you waiting for death?

Fear lingered in his mind, so as time passed, he became more and more uneasy.

The clock above the counter was ticking, and following the sound of the hands turning, his fear reached its peak.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and for a moment, he even wanted to run away and leave everything behind.Just stay alive.

But unfortunately, he has no chance.

A loud roaring sound burst out from his ears, the sound was so loud that it almost shattered his eardrums.

Broken rocks flew and hit the crowd with great force.Several people who could not avoid being hit were hit and were carried away by the huge force on the spot.

For a moment, there were rocks and flesh torn apart by the explosion everywhere.

"Enemy attack enemy attack" screamed Lanier.

In his opinion.The unclear relationship between their boss and Black Mask was obviously known to Penguin.

That's why they were beaten preemptively like this.

He screamed, but his hands didn't stop.After working hard in this city for so many years, those who are not ruthless have long been eliminated.

Pull the bolt, aim, and load the bullet.

The three points were connected in a line, but he did not see any enemies.

How could he be at a loss?

For such a violent explosion, the opponent must have used grenades or RPGs, weapons that are very rare to see even in this city. But since the opponent used such expensive weapons, why was there no coordinated attack? Could it be just to give them This lesson is impossible, impossible.

Penguin is not an indecisive person. If he had been kind, he would not be alive today. This city cannot tolerate kind people.

So what's going on? My heart skipped a beat.If no subsequent manpower rushes forward, it means that the opponent has something more dangerous than the gunman.

For example, for example, those monsters.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder. Those monsters, shouldn't they all be put in a mental hospital by Batman? It's impossible.

"No, it can't be those monsters," Lanier seemed to be trembling as he spoke.

"Whatever. They are still not human beings. As long as they are human beings, they will be afraid of bullets."

As soon as Lanier finished speaking, another person immediately reprimanded him loudly.It was the man in a suit sitting at the bar drinking.

But it could be seen from the man's trembling hands that he was not relaxed either.But before the battle.Lanier, this will have no other purpose than to shake the morale of the military.Rebuke is necessary.As for what he thinks in his heart, he knows it himself.

As for their people, if it weren't for the fact that the bar didn't have a back door, some of them would have run away long ago.

Gangsters are gangsters, where does the organization come from?They all eat for money.It was their boss's decision to help Black Mask.Speaking for themselves, they would not be willing to sell their heads for a little money.

But no matter what they thought, they couldn't escape.Penguin people are unreasonable.Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to hold the gun in place.

But unfortunately, the people they faced were beyond the reach of guns.

As the smoke filled the air, an illusory figure entered following the light and shadow in the bar.

Lanier weighed his feet, and the Illusion Body Spell was spread over his body, allowing him to blend in with the surrounding environment.

He walked among the crowd, the wand in his hand emitting a deadly glimmer.

That's killing, that's death.