Marvel's strongest warden

Frank stared at the photo on the blackboard, touched the Glock in the holster and said, "She's not simple."

Of course it's not easy, Mrs. Gao is three or four hundred years old.

People mature.

"I know," Mason said, "the restaurant that was taken away in Hell's Kitchen a few days ago is her place."

"That place"

Frank thought about it and said: "There are 37 people in total, all blind. I threw these 37 people into the D area and let them enjoy themselves."

Mason gave him a thumbs up.

He remembered that his sanatorium was divided into several levels.

abcd, and the ef areas that are still being planned.

Among them, District D is now the most "intoxicating" place. No one who came out of District D dares to return to their old career. They have all changed their minds.

As long as you go in and let it out, you are a good person.

No matter who comes, even if it is threatened by their boss, they are not willing to do bad things

This is why those dark bosses must kill Mason.

Now in Hell's Kitchen, there are many people suffering from Mason's PTSD. Just mentioning the name makes them tremble with nervousness and fear.

They were really scared.

This person knows witchcraft

He can change soul skills

After their former companions disappeared and returned, they changed, as if they had changed their souls.

Strange and scary

They are no longer themselves

That Kraut, that Kraut is a devil, a Satan, a damn devil, and needs to be burned on the rack.

Mason sat on the boss's chair, crossed over and said, "Although she is not simple, fortunately there is no place for her to eat. What will she eat with?"

If she builds a place, we will tear down a place, and if she builds one, we will tear down another.

One day, she will not be able to bear it. "

As he spoke, he drank all the tea in the cup and said, "How about we bet that she will come out when we demolish the first few places?"

Frank gestured to a pistol with his finger, pointed at Mrs. Gao's photo and said, "I never gamble.

Also, after I catch her, can I smash her head. "

"No, Frank, no."

Mason said, pointing to Mrs. Gao in the photo: "Do you think it would be an advantage for her to let her die like this?"

"Whoever is guilty must be punished."

Frank said dully, upon hearing this, Mason put down his glass and said, "You're right, I found out about her new place again, and I'll serve it again tonight.

However, according to tipsters, it could also be a trap. "

"trap"

Frank uttered unintelligible repetitions.

Mason said "hmm", "I think you should know how to deal with traps, you can send me home now, without you, I always feel that there are people everywhere trying to assassinate me."

Frank didn't speak. As a bodyguard, he accompanied Mason back to the manor.

The Clausewitz Manor in the suburbs is heavily guarded, and it is unknown how many killers have been blocked.

Those strong men with headsets looked like hawks.

In order to prevent people from hiding, the manor gave up all the green plants, and it looked like a war fortress, with security personnel on all the commanding heights.

Drones, CCTV, and bodyguards with mastiffs.

This is not so much a manor, it is better to say that this is a slightly comfortable prison.

Mason stood in front of the bulletproof single-sided floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the scenery outside, and after drinking a cup of Long Island iced tea, he drew the curtains.

He opened the dark room behind the study.

In the dark room, there were strange objects everywhere. The skull soaked in the potion laughed when he saw Mason come in.

Mason took a look.

This skull is called Erha, and it is a failure.

It just giggles.

Other than that, nothing works.

He familiarly put the white powder on the scales, weighed it, poured it into the alcohol, drew a huge eight-pointed star on the ground, and placed a crucible between the eight-pointed star.

On the eight corners of the eight-pointed star, he put candles, butter, feathers, skulls and other objects respectively, and started his alchemy journey.

Enchantment, Curse of the Septic Patient

This is one of hundreds of little witchcrafts. He carefully weighed pure water, irises, jellyfish, pouches of seahorses, and teeth of septic patients, and poured them into the crucible. Start praying.

The dark red stars rose in front of him, and Mason's ears began to recall the sound of crazily calling.

They should be calling a person's name.

Mason didn’t want to hear what the name was at all. This was what was said in the introduction to occultism. You only need to remember what you want to do, and for the rest, no matter how tempting the fruits outside are, you should not reach out for them.

What he needed was to make the enchanted potion. He closed his eyes. In this dark room, a reddish light seeped in from an unknown place and fell into the crucible.

The original solids were melted by the light and turned into a clear liquid.

Mason opened his eyes, looked at the potion, threw a bullet in it, picked it up with tweezers, and saw the effect of this enchantment.

The Curse of the Septic Patient

Grade: White Normal

Effect: There is a 5.00% chance of causing the opponent to shiver suddenly, interrupting all the opponent's spellcasting, chanting, or any skills and non-skills; there is a [-]% chance of causing the opponent to have a high fever, confused thinking, and limb weakness.

Looking at this well-regulated enchanting result, he didn't have any satisfied expression,

There is nothing dissatisfied.

After all, the last time he made the curse of the septicemia patient, the possibility of shivering increased to 11.00%, and the level of the enchanting potion reached blue rare.

Those bullets were all given to Frank, presumably he would pour them into tonight's battle, and these bullets, after he had fully enchanted them, distributed them to his bodyguard team, these well-trained bodyguards were worthy of such weapons.

He came out of the dark room, stood on a high place looking out of the manor, and clenched his pistol tightly.

"Tiao Hu Li Shan Gao, do you really think that Frank is the only tiger beside me? I have already captured almost all of your men. Your situation will be challenged again tonight. Is it you who wants to stop Frank or Ellie?" "Card"

He muttered to himself, stuffed the enchanted bullet into his clip, loaded the bullet, and looked into the distance with faint eyes.

As night fell, the entire Hell's Kitchen was shrouded in darkness.

Those little gangsters with sharp knives crawled out from unknown dark corners and wandered the streets, trying to find a fat sheep and raise enough money for drugs.

Frank, wearing a tactical suit, blended into the darkness.

He never fought alone.

Behind him, two elite tactical teams followed him.

The Chinese restaurant in the distance was closed. Several large trucks were parked at the door of the Chinese restaurant, and several strong men carried the watermelon on it into the restaurant.

Frank looked at all this with cold eyes, grabbed a pocket watch from his trouser pocket, kissed it affectionately, and whispered, "Whoever is guilty will be punished."

In his pocket watch, there was a photo, which was supposed to be a photo of three people.

But at this time, he only cropped the headshot of his wife.

The tactical team behind him also echoed in a low voice.

Anyone who is guilty must be punished

After all the people entered the Chinese restaurant, Frank rushed in with the people, cut off the power, blew up the door, and flash bombed in one go.

They are like a ruthless shooting robot, raising their hand, pulling the trigger, and the opponent falls

In their hands, the bullets were enchanted with high-quality products, and with the siren's song, there was a [-]% chance that the person who was shot would fall into a coma, with limbs weak.