The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 24, Night of Slaughter

evening.

At the entrance of a remote dock warehouse, two young men were leaning against a car, smoking and chatting, when they suddenly saw a Lincoln Navigator slowly driving towards the warehouse.

"Stop! This is private property!"

The two men quickly stubbed out their cigarettes, shouted warnings, and put their hands on their lower backs, clearly ready to draw their guns at any moment.

The Lincoln Navigator came to a slow stop, then the headlights turned off, and a young, handsome face emerged from the driver's window. "I am Leonard Victor, here on business at Mr. Fisker's request."

"Leonardo Victor?"

The people here had clearly been notified. One of the men in the leather jacket quickly took out his phone, pulled up a photo for comparison, and nodded, saying:

"Okay, yes, it's you, Leonardo. You came alone?"

“Of course not,” Li Xingzhou said. “I also brought a helper, a ruthless killer.”

"I hope he's really that great," the man in the leather jacket muttered, pointing Li Xingzhou to a parking space.

Li Xingzhou parked the car, opened the door, and got out. A burly man, nearly two meters tall with a large frame, but appearing rather thin with little flesh, stepped out of the back seat.

The burly man was dressed in a well-tailored suit, his shoes were polished to a shine, and he was wearing a tie. He looked like an elite gang member, but he wore an oddly fitting hockey mask and was carrying a large machete.

Okay, this guy is Jason.

He was hit by two of Li Xingzhou's "Heavenly Demon Flesh Erosion" attacks, and at one point became extremely thin, turning into a half-dead, skinned skeleton.

However, Jason is no ordinary person. As an undead demon with self-healing abilities, after two days of rest, Jason has gained a lot of weight. Although he is not as muscular as he was in his prime, he has at least barely regained his human form and can move freely.

Li Xingzhou changed him into a suit, put a wig on him, and also replaced his mask and machete with new ones, bringing him along to be his bodyguard.

He didn't intend to let Jason go on a killing spree.

He just wanted Jason to take the bullet for him if necessary. Li Xingzhou now had self-healing ability and was not afraid of small-caliber pistols and ordinary cold weapons, but even with self-healing ability, there was no need for him to step forward and take the hit himself.
Getting stabbed or shot will hurt, and having your clothes torn and stained with blood is also undignified.

Guided by two gunmen at the gate, Li Xingzhou led Jason into the warehouse.

On the surface, this place is just a storage warehouse filled with a large number of shipping containers, but in reality, there is more to it than meets the eye. Through a secret door, you can reach a secret factory located underground.

This secret factory was heavily guarded, with armed patrols outside the warehouse and more than a dozen fully armed gunmen inside. This number of people was certainly enough to deal with an attack from an ordinary gang, but it was far from enough to deal with Hit-Girl and her father.

After exchanging information with the manager of the underground factory, Li Xingzhou found a manager's room and waited there with Jason.

The first night passed without incident. Li Xingzhou meditated for half the night, and near midnight, he received a text message from Mariko.

Mariko sent him a photo of herself practicing kendo in the hotel gym.

With her tall and slender figure of 177cm, she changed into a traditional Japanese kendo uniform, her long hair tied in a high ponytail, holding a wooden sword, assuming a kendo upper-dan stance, her sweat-soaked catfish-whisker-shaped bangs half-covering her eyes, she looked both beautiful and cool.

Li Xingzhou naturally didn't hold back his praise, giving her a big thumbs up.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a few more minutes on a messaging app. Mariko then sent him another photo, this time a beautiful picture of herself soaking in a bathtub filled with flower petals. In the photo, Mariko even deliberately lifted her long legs out of the water and stretched her snow-white toes, which made Li Xingzhou marvel.

The first night passed just like that, leaving me with nothing but loneliness.

The next day, it was still a wasted day.

However, he received a call from the Mainland Hotel in the morning, informing him that he had passed the identity verification and could go to the Mainland Hotel on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan to register at any time.

In addition, his custom-made weapon is nearing completion and will be shipped to his residence in the forest hills early tomorrow morning. The "Thousand-Machine Umbrella" designed by Li Xingzhou has complex components, requiring extremely high standards in both craftsmanship and materials. In an ancient mortal world, even with ample materials and master craftsmen, it would still take at least six months of meticulous work to complete.

But modern society is different.

The mainland hotel has a powerful and professional manufacturing team. In terms of materials, in addition to super metals such as Adamantium and Vibranium, it has almost all kinds of high-end materials. It also has a variety of efficient and precise manufacturing machinery. Even the weapons that Li Xingzhou carefully designed can be completed in just one or two days.

The initial version of the "Thousand-Machine Umbrella" was not a magical artifact, so it was not difficult for the manufacturing team of the mainland hotel.

On the morning of the third day, Li Xingzhou left Jason at the factory and went out briefly. He returned to Forest Hill and retrieved the Thousand Chance Umbrella that had arrived.

When I first received the Thousand Chance Umbrella, it was still in bulk.

Li Xingzhou assembled the various parts one by one, eventually creating a long-handled black umbrella that looked somewhat old-fashioned.

Bang!
Pressing the umbrella handle mechanism, with a soft click, the umbrella opened, its wide canopy enough to cover most of Li Xingzhou's body.

The umbrella material is the special bulletproof fabric used by the Continental Hotel.

This fabric has some high-tech components. When made into a suit, it can withstand close-range fire from handguns and even assault rifles, eliminating the kinetic energy of bullets.

The assassin from the mainland hotel, dressed in such a suit, could easily shield his face from bullets by simply lifting the hem of his jacket when necessary—it's practically invincible.

After testing several functions of the "Thousand-Machine Umbrella," Li Xingzhou nodded in satisfaction, put the umbrella away, and drove back to the warehouse by the dock to continue his mission of waiting for his prey.

On this third night, the underground factory, which had been peaceful for the past two nights, finally welcomed the god of death.

It was around 11 p.m.

In the administrator's room, Li Xingzhou was meditating and cultivating his inner energy, while Jason stood motionless by the door, holding a large machete, like a statue.

Outside, the workers were still busy at work, while the gunmen, carrying submachine guns, paced back and forth absentmindedly, seemingly on patrol. Some even hid in corners, scrolling through their phones, or drinking and chatting.

There's no way around it; gang members aren't special forces, after all, and they don't have that kind of strict discipline.

After several nights of continuous vigilance without seeing a trace of the enemy, even the most elite gang members would inevitably become complacent.

But at this time.

The shotgun blast erupted, and carnage ensued!
Dressed like Batman, "Big Daddy" carried a shotgun and strode forward, firing repeatedly, each shot capable of blasting a gunman away.

With purple hair and clothes, a black cloak, and a Zorro-style eye patch, "Hit-Girl" wielded a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, launching an attack from another direction in coordination with her father.

Unlike her father, who charged around recklessly in his bulletproof armor like a tank advancing.

Hit-Girl is petite and agile. She runs and leaps swiftly inside the factory, sometimes gliding along the ground, using the various facilities as cover to quickly close the distance with the gang members.

Even while moving at such high speed, her marksmanship remained incredibly accurate, killing a gunman every three shots.

A gunman rushed over and opened fire while she was reloading. If the gunman was using a pistol, she wouldn't even dodge. She would just crouch down and charge straight at the gunman, dodging left and right as she charged, always managing to avoid the gun's aim and making all the bullets miss.

Once she gets close to the enemy, she can easily sever the gunman's arm or leg with a casual swing of her sharp katana, completely dismantling the opponent's fighting ability.

She wouldn't forget to finish them off, either slicing off their necks or piercing their hearts.

Under the father and daughter's rampage, the factory was completely silent in less than three minutes.

All the gunmen, and even any workers who dared to resist with weapons, perished without exception!
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