Admiral in the Marvel Universe

Tap, tap, tap.

Footsteps sounded from far to near.

Ding lang lang~

It was the sound of the key shaking. The repairman and the white pigeon looked at each other, nodded silently, and tightened the weapon in their hands.

The opponent's ability to defeat the butcher in close combat must not be underestimated. Therefore, they must hit with one blow, otherwise they will face the enemy's crazy counterattack.

Thinking of this, the palms of the two couldn't help sweating slightly, but...

No, why did it take so long to open the door?

The repairman narrowed his eyes slightly, did the enemy find him?

He reacted quickly, and when he noticed the abnormal situation, he immediately put away the net gun and picked up the Glock 18. The extended magazine with 30 bullets was enough to make him invincible!

Seeing this, Baige put down the Taser gun tacitly, and held the Benelli M4 to his chest. Since he couldn't capture it alive, let's kill it!

But at this time, the sound of the "ding lang lang" key shaking sounded again, this time accompanied by the sound of the lock cylinder turning.

The repairman was taken aback, but the other party didn't notice him?

But now that the arrow is on the string, it has to be fired. It is impossible for them to change their weapons back to non-lethal.

White Pigeon's eyes sank, and she lowered the muzzle of Benelli's gun. She was about to hit her feet. At such a short distance, with a few shots, the enemy couldn't die, but the lower body was basically useless.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the door was not pushed open, but kicked open violently.

clang clang~

In the next instant, two cylindrical objects rolled in.

"Shet!"

"It's a flash bomb!"

boom! boom!

There were two loud bangs, and intense white light filled the entire apartment room.

"what--!"

"Die to me!!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Da da da da da!

As expected of top killers, the first reaction of the two of them was not to turn around and dodge, but to pull the trigger immediately!

Countless 9mm bullets and 12-gauge lead bullets blocked the small doorway in an instant, and no flesh and blood creature could pass through the metal storm.

Cao Gui knew this very well, so he could only obediently hide outside the door.

No matter how many bullets there are, they will eventually run out. In less than ten seconds, the repairman and Baige ran out of bullets.

Without any hesitation, the two ran towards the two sides separately while turning on the bullet time, which was the direction of Cao Gui's window.

The ambush was reversed, and Baige and the repairman, who were in a bad state, immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to fight. They knew very well that they had no chance, and if they didn't escape, they would die!

However, how could Cao Gui let them get what they wanted?

How can someone Cao's territory allow your brotherhood to come and leave as soon as you say it?

The white pigeon and the repairman, who were running fast, only felt a chill on their necks. Immediately afterwards, their originally smooth bodies suddenly became stiff, as if they were being poured into lead.

"Yes... it's an anesthetic!?"

"Damn...damn..."

Plop plop!

Cao Gui slowly walked in from the door, two hands flew from two directions, and precisely stuck to Cao Gui's bare wrists, the eyes hidden under the table also floated up, and returned to their positions.

The Fragmented Fruit is very strange and easy to use, but unfortunately it is more auxiliary and has poor offensive ability. Cao Gui shook his head, this is an interesting fruit ability.

Cao Gui threw the anesthetic syringe aside, stripped the repairman and Baige down to their underwear, and tied them up firmly with climbing ropes.

Cao Gui, who was worried, added another shot of anesthetic. These two were super killers with adrenaline flowing in their veins, so they had to be careful.

Cao Gui dragged the two into his bathroom, and then returned to the door to clean up the mess, but at this moment, a series of hurried footsteps rushed up.

"NYPD!"

"Put down the gun! Put down the gun in your hand!"

"Put the gun down, bloody bastard, I tell you to put the gun down!"

Two middle-aged white plainclothes police detectives pointed their guns at Cao Gui and shouted sharply.

One of the two is half-bald, with the hairline reaching the back of his head, and the other is gentle, but he is the one who swears.

No wonder they were so nervous. At this time, Cao Gui was still carrying a Glock 18 and a Benelli M4 in his hands. He did not empty the magazine on the spot, which was already a great deal of face to Cao.

"Two police officers, please calm down. There are no bullets in these two guns." Cao Gui smiled calmly, but he secretly called trouble in his heart.

"Shet! Stop talking nonsense!"

"Put down the gun immediately, or we have the right to kill you!"

Cao Gui shrugged his shoulders, let go of his hands, and the two weapons fell to the ground.

"Kneel down with your hands on your head!"

"Don't play tricks, I'm watching you!"

"I refuse, Detective John McLean." Cao Gui clasped his fingers together, and the IDs of FBI non-staff personnel appeared at his fingertips.

That's right, this half-bald New York policeman is the detective whose combat effectiveness is inversely proportional to the volume of his hair: John McLean. As for the man next to him, Cao Gui has no impression.

Hearing Cao Gui accurately call out his name, as well as the FBI ID, the two of them who were originally tense couldn't help being taken aback.

Although I don't know what happened, this person should not be a criminal.

"FBI non-staff?"

McLean looked at the certificate suspiciously, and he probably understood that it was a "protective umbrella" type of certificate. He also wanted to apply for such a certificate from NYPD for his daughter and son.

But he was rejected by his ex-wife, saying that he was rich and could arrange bodyguards, and he didn't need such a thing, which hurt his heart ten thousand points.

Putting the gun away, John gave the certificate to his partner for inspection.

"Boy, how do you know me?"

"In the newspaper." Cao Gui smiled and said, "But the one who told me your name was your daughter."

With that said, Cao Gui threw his student ID to the half-bald police detective.

John picked it up and took a look. The more he looked, the darker his face was. This kid was indeed his daughter's classmate.

The other police detective returned the ID to Cao Gui without saying a word. He saw bullet holes and casings, but found no blood or smelled blood, which meant that no one was injured here.

Even if someone was injured, it was the FBI's business, and he didn't want to interfere.

Just because he doesn't want to interfere doesn't mean John doesn't want to interfere.

"FBI? That's amazing." The half-bald police detective looked Cao Gui up and down, and then said viciously, "Then explain, what's going on with the bullet casings here? What are you shooting at?"

"If you can't explain clearly, I will arrest you in accordance with the law and send you to prison to eat."

"Testing the gun." Cao Gui said with a smile while opening his eyes, "I touched a gun for the first time today. I got a little excited, so I shot a few times. I'm sorry, Officer John."

"How many shots do you call this?" John said with a dark face, "I'm sorry, this FBI, because you did not abide by the basic safety rules for firearms, I will fine you on behalf of NYPD."

"Affecting the lives of residents, destroying public facilities, and failing to comply with safety regulations, the total fine is 1,000 US dollars. Now, pay."

"Okay." Cao Gui shrugged and pulled out 1,000 U.S. dollars: "But Sir John, I will tell Lucy that due to your fine, I will lose my living expenses for the next month."

"So in the next month, I'm afraid I will have dinner with classmate Lucy."

Upon hearing this, McLean put the money he just took back into Cao Gui's hands with a blank expression:

"Boy, I warn you, if you dare to think carefully about Lucy, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Cao Gui spread his hands together: "You think too much, Officer John, Lucy is not my type."

"And... don't you think she has a hot temper?"

Lucy's temper is indeed very bad, like a young lady, and her behavior is also very tough. If I use an adjective, female man is the most suitable.

John thought for a while, as if what was going on, he couldn't even take her by himself, but immediately, a wave of anger surged in his heart:

"Boy, how dare you look down on my daughter?"

Cao Gui scratched his head: "Officer John, do you want me to like your daughter, or do you not want me to like your daughter?"

John: "..."

The half-bald police detective was choked up and couldn't say a word. He glared at Cao Gui, turned around angrily, and left. His partner nodded to Cao Gui, and then left too.

Watching the two leave, Cao Gui breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the gag has passed, if they let them enter the house to search, then my head will be ruined!

Cao Gui put the Glock and Benelli guns into the [system backpack], then closed the door and went back to his bathroom, where Baige and the repairman were lying unconscious.

Cao Gui's eyes flashed, he wanted to see how he faced the Brotherhood.