The mechanical craze in Marvel

At a time like this, I actually came to ask them for directions.

What else could it be but playing them for fools?

As they were talking, someone grabbed a knife and lunged at Nolan.

Just as he was less than a meter away from Nolan, a flash of silver light appeared.

A sharp metal spike suddenly appeared from behind Nolan and pierced his chest.

Nolan's eyes were always smiling.

A killing robot, seemingly made of blades and with incredibly sharp feet, and two sharp forelimbs, emerged from behind Nolan.

"Unfortunately... the answer was wrong."

Nolan's expression gradually turned cold.

He survived two assassination attempts.

What he hates most right now are these scumbags who look like scumbags!

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Chapter 6: The Night of Slaughter! (Please add to your favorites, read on, and recommend!)

The other thugs had never seen a robot like this before.

"Weird, monster!"

With a scream, the group turned and ran.

Nolan gave a cold laugh.

"Can you run?"

"Killer, pursue!"

Silence, complete stillness.

Nolan glanced helplessly at his ace.

This is weak AI, which can only understand basic instructions.

"Killers, eliminate threats."

This time, the Alpha Killer, whose primary goal was killing, immediately charged towards the group.

The girl who was rescued stood there blankly for a while.

"Hey girl, do you know where Belt Street is?"

The girl nodded instinctively.

Nolan smiled with satisfaction upon receiving this answer.

"That's good."

All he needs to do is find Belter Street.

It doesn't matter who gives directions.

A few ordinary people don't even have the right to fight against a killer.

In just over ten seconds, they all collapsed to the ground.

The expressions on their faces were as if they had just gone through hell.

Nolan glanced indifferently at the corpse.

After getting the address, he led the killer into the darkness.

After a long time.

"what!"

A scream rang out from the alley.

The poor girl was terrified and had only just realized what was happening.

Belt Street is said to be the headquarters of the Aryan Brotherhood.

Walk to Belte Street.

Sometime later, he had some tails growing behind him.

Nolan simply chuckled coldly at this.

Without a doubt, these are all members of the Brotherhood.

He walked alone on Belter Street, wearing a mask, which naturally attracted a lot of attention.

As for the killer, he had already hidden him.

In order to create the ultimate assassin.

He not only purchased all the necessary technologies.

They also purchased a copy of Complete Kill Technique from The Matrix.

This allows the killer to conceal his slender body.

He looks like a lamb to the slaughter right now.

that's the truth.

He walked for a while longer.

Several Aryan brothers emerged from the shadows.

"Hey kid, tell us where you're from and what your purpose is, or we'll shoot."

Nolan took a deep breath.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Then let's start with you."

The man with the gun didn't know.

From the moment he pulled out his gun.

Death was already upon him.

Just as he was sneering.

On one side of the roof.

A figure with a silver-white blade gleamed in the moonlight.

Someone saw it.

But many more people didn't notice.

"what's the situation……"

The words have not yet fallen.

An Alpha Killer had descended from the sky and sliced ​​him in two.

"Damn it, kill that man!"

One person roared in terror.

But he had barely finished speaking.

A sharp blade pierced his chest!

Who says Nolan only has one Killer?!

"Kill!"

Nolan stood in the middle of the road.

Screams were heard everywhere.

The moonlight illuminated him brightly, making his black and white mask appear even more terrifying.

In the blink of an eye.

The streets have become quiet.

Three killers emerged from various directions; their once silver-white blades were now stained red with blood.

Inside the tallest building on Belter Street.

The two leaders of the Aryan Brotherhood frowned.

"What exactly happened outside?" the older brother asked, puzzled.

“Notify our brothers to bring everyone to Belter Street. Perhaps it’s those Irish guys who have arrived; I can’t think of any other possibility,” the younger brother replied with a grim face.

"Alright," the older brother nodded.

at this time,

The door was knocked open.

"Boss, boss, a monster! A monster is charging this way!"

Upon hearing this, his muscular younger brother walked up to him, his eyes wide with anger, and slapped him across the face without hesitation.

Blood mixed with teeth was sent flying.

That slap was powerful and heavy.

Say it again!

"What a useless piece of trash! I sent you to investigate, not to intimidate people!"

"Really, really!"

The younger brother had a long face.

Upon hearing this, the Aryan brothers frowned.

"Tell me the details."