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The commotion in the underground area also attracted the attention of the gangsters who were on duty. The sound of chaotic footsteps and the sound of pulling the safety insurance approached the two people who were in the area at the moment.Mobile version m.. "You two guys better not move around, my bullets don't have long eyes!" The white man in the lead looked at the two street heroes who were causing trouble. He said harsh words while aiming his gun. Looking at Han Sen and the two of them, it seemed that they were not moving and not shooting as he said.

This time, both Han Sen and Peter were in trouble because of Peter's impulse.But this can't be blamed on Peter. Who would have thought that these bastards were so unconscionable, including human trafficking and organ trafficking.

At this time, they were pointed at more than 30 guns. Although there was a bunker, there was no way to retreat. Who knew what firepower they had besides guns.Han Sen looked at Peter who was a little out of sorts. It looked like he had to use the trump card at the bottom of the box. He thought to himself and looked at the gangster who was about to shoot.

"Listen, my friend is not in good condition right now. I don't want anyone else to get hurt. Go back and leave before the police come." Han Sen's words made these gang members a little moved. Unexpectedly, these two street heroes did not follow the routine.

Most of the street heroes I met would first clean them up and leave, leaving the police to deal with the aftermath. Unlike Han Sen, who consciously called the police. As Han Sen said, they had solved these two problems. The street hero was caught by the police who arrived. In this situation, there is no chance of life imprisonment.

The guy in the lead was furious when he saw that his men were really retreating. "They're a bunch of trash, two people. It's not too late to kill them before they run away!" He said, preparing to fire the first shot to embolden his men. , but before he had time to press the trigger, his feet refused to obey his orders and he knelt down. His hands were unable to hang down, and the shot he prepared missed the direction.

what happened?This was his first thought when he knelt down. Before he could understand it, he heard a "pop" sound. When he looked back, he saw that the younger brothers he was leading were just like him, kneeling weakly, their whole bodies were trembling, and they didn't dare to look up.What exactly is going on!He was shouting in his heart, but he could also feel it, as if there was a big invisible hand holding his head, preventing him from raising his head, as if he had to lower his head.

He forced himself to look up. He wanted to know what made him kneel down and lower his head.Then he saw a pair of eyes with no fluctuations, like golden pupils looking at a group of ants, and then he knew nothing.Han Sen looked at the guy who had been trying to look up at him and rolled his eyes and fainted. He had to sigh that his skill was really buggy and he looked like a domineering person.

"What's going on with them?" Peter didn't understand what was happening either. He saw his friend's eyes turn golden, and then he knelt down opposite him. "I only got it after fighting Dr. Connors for the first time. I felt that as long as my eyes turned into golden pupils, all the guys who were my enemies would feel a pressure and be able to scare them. I just didn't I thought it would work so well.”

Han Sen was also a little surprised. He also used this skill while sleeping to prevent mosquito harassment.This was the first time he had used a human body, and the golden eyes were very similar to the setting of a novel he had followed in his previous life. Although the author was slower, he did not wait until the last few books were published until his death, and he felt an inexplicable resentment. In his heart, the gangsters who were still kneeling could not bear the pressure and followed in the footsteps of their boss.

The golden eyes disappeared, and Han Sen knew that what he needed to do was done. "Let's go, let the police handle the rest. We can't handle the rest." He and Peter confirmed the box containing human trafficking. They pushed the car to the door, opened the door, and left after the siren sounded. They didn't dare to stay there. Han Sen and Peter couldn't bear their thanks.

The tower crane, Han Sen and Peter watched as the police force led by George controlled the scene, and the media who heard the news also surrounded the building. Soon all the sins belonging to this building will be made public, and no one knows how many people there are. It's a headache, how many people have been killed, but does this have anything to do with Han Sen and the others?Don't care anymore.

"You'd better not go back tonight for your wound. Stay at my house for one night first. Even if you have the ability to heal yourself, you still need to make this wound less ugly." Han Sen looked at Peter's scabs that had begun to form. Fist, frowning and said.

But Peter was still looking down in trance, and the corpses being carried out stung his eyes deeply. "Um, man, have you been doing this kind of thing for the past two years? How did you survive?" Listening to Peter's voice, which seemed to be murmuring in a dream, Han Sen suddenly fell silent, and it took him a while to give him the answer. He thought s answer.

"There is no way. I just thought that I have tried my best to stop them. If I destroy one today, maybe ten innocent people will not be harmed. That is enough. I am not a god, and it is impossible to eliminate all evil. , so since things can’t go as planned, I have no regrets and I feel like I can still live on.”

"If everything doesn't go as planned, then you have no regrets." Peter muttered these two sentences and suddenly smiled silently, "It seems that Spider-Man like me still has a lot to learn."

"Of course, but I think you have to figure out how to deal with Gwen first. She has called me four times to ask where you have been~" Han Sen raised the incoming call from Gwen displayed on his phone, "You must be there Can you give me a last hit at this time?"

Late at night in the heart of Buffalo, upstart real estate boss Dickon Feiss was sitting in his office, watching the news that was constantly playing on the screen, about the news that Eternal Pharmaceuticals was suspected of human trafficking and organ trading and was busted by the police.

"Damn it, those guys are useless! Dozens of people and dozens of guns were taken away like this! The goods we spent so much money on are gone like this! Don't we have insiders in the police?" Dickon. Faith frantically threw everything he could see in front of his eyes, his scarlet eyes and fangs looking particularly frightening in the middle of the night.

A strong white man stood there like this, letting Dickon vent his anger. He waited until it was almost done before he spoke. "It's not the insider's fault this time. The two street heroes contacted the police chief directly. The police chief led the team. The insider wanted to tell them but it was too late." The strong white man replied calmly.

"Then check, Quinn! Find those two street heroes, capture them, and drain their blood! No one can offend the dignity of the vampire empire." Dickon ordered, "But what we have to consider now is the elders The group, after all, the incident this time is a bit big." Although he was angry that Han Sen and Peter destroyed their den, Quinn still suppressed his anger and suggested to Dickon.

"I'll tell you to the elders, just do your own thing. At worst, you will end up breaking up with humans. Haven't we done enough of this kind of thing?" I heard the seriousness in Dickon's words, not much. As for what to say, Quinn went out to prepare a plan to hunt down the street heroes Black Devil and Spider-Man, while Dickon was in the office, watching the New York Times capture the confrontation between Hanson and Peter and Connors at the Water Supply Bureau. In the picture, the sharp claws of the fingers are stamped hard on the table.

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