American comics: The killer starts, Spider-Gwen is shocked

Chapter 88

"Ahem. "

The throat is hot, and the liquor is on the head.

As soon as the wine is blended, it is purified by the body and broken down into pure energy.

Su Mo coughed lightly twice and stood at the three-way intersection.

The road was quiet, no pedestrians, no noise, not even a homeless man and a dog.

The air was filled with a faint smell of gun oil and gunsmoke.

Buzz~!Buzz~!Buzz~!

Danger perception roars, skin tingles, hair trembles.

Countless fierce and greedy gazes came from the left and right sides, like cold steel needles, piercing Su Mo's body.

Until now, those who still want a piece of the pie can be called a professional killer!

There are even many good players in the industry who have been waiting here for a long time.

Tick~Woo~Tick~Woo~

A shrill siren sounded behind him.

Police cars, followed by corpses all over the ground, came here.

The officers of the New York Police Department, seeing such a tragic scene for the first time, many people vomited directly!

There was a delay.

"Good, good. "

"It's all here, just let me see, what kind of thing has come out after killing for so long!"

A wanton smile appeared on the corner of Su Mo's mouth.

He killed too many people and devoured a lot of souls.

In my heart, there is a majestic and majestic breath, like a monstrous flood intercepted by a dam, and I can't wait to vent it.

Su Mo carried the invincible momentum of killing all the way, patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the street on the right.

That's the way to the museum.

Once he steps in, it means that he is about to face a front and back attack, and there is no way to retreat!

"This group of killers, do you know how to play tactics?"

Su Mo stepped into the street, and a series of cold eyes fell on him like a knife.

Bang!

Bang bang bang ...

I don't know who fired the gun first, and then the dense gunfire continued.

In front of him and behind him, countless bullets19 turned into torrents of metal and swarmed in.

Su Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, completely letting go of the depression in his heart.

Airplanes~!

The embankment collapsed, and the majestic qi broke through the shackles in an instant, like a monstrous flood venting in all directions!

Bang!

The sky shook and the clouds receded, revealing a waning moon.

A terrifying and domineering momentum rose up, as if there was endless firewood burning, igniting the burning will!

A blood-colored halo appeared, instantly dyeing everything within a radius of 10,000 meters!

The world is blood-red!

The torrent of metal surging back and forth instantly suspended in the air, stopping less than a meter around Su Mo's body, but he couldn't go further!

The entire street, surrounded by shops and high-rise buildings, hides thousands of killers and countless citizens who are at a loss.

and the New York Police Department, which rushed to the scene.

All of them are included in this bloody world!

Everyone felt a majestic and domineering momentum, as if a bloody abyss fell from the sky, pressing on everyone's skull and heart!

Trembling all over, trembling like chaff.

Breathing is difficult, the air becomes thinner.

Consciousness began to blur, as if a giant hammer had been slammed into the brain.

Poof...

One by one, the killers couldn't bear such a terrifying momentum, and instantly fell unconscious and fell to the ground.

Innocent citizens, police officers of the New York Police Department, and all kinds of people watching the excitement fell in an instant and passed out!

"Overlord color?"

"Gene lock third order??"

Su Mo was pleasantly surprised, feeling an invisible shackle in his body being broken away, and his brain was clear.

The majestic qi in the heart gushed out, turned into a storm, and descended on this realm.

"It's interesting, I hit it by mistake and cultivated it to be a domineering overlord... No, it's not domineering. "

"With the soul as the firewood, the burning spirit as the guide, and the power of the faceless mask, the strange ability is formed. "

"It's like a dark person, but also an ordinary person, growing up step by step. "

By mistake, Su Mo copied a way for the old god [Nyaratotip] to cultivate his incarnation.

It even opened the third-order gene lock and cultivated a power similar to that of the overlord.

"Make a fortune!"

The corners of Su Mo's mouth rose, and his heart was full of joy.

He looked at the street in front of him, countless killers fell unconscious, and there were more killers hiding in the surrounding buildings.

"It's too troublesome to kill them one by one. "

Su Mo frowned slightly, his eyes flashing with scarlet lightning.

Gene Lock 3rd Order: Brain Domain Development!

The blood-red world shook.

The domineering momentum instantly destroyed the spirit and will of a killer and harvested the soul!

The body left behind is turned into the living dead.

The instinct is suppressed, the body begins to suffocate, the nerves inside the brain are disturbed, the cranial pressure increases, and some delicate blood vessels and nerves collapse.

Moment.

Burst~!

...

As if the water balloon had burst, all the killers' facial features flowed out of a yellow-white viscous liquid, and their bodies died.

"I've decided, from now on, you're a bully and a domineering!"

Su Mo nodded with satisfaction and walked to the end of the street.

Two streets, fleeting.

A Romanesque museum appeared in front of Su Mo.

The majestic and domineering momentum swept away, and the blood-colored world descended.

The gunmen and security personnel on the periphery had no room for resistance and fainted instantly.

Inside, a celebratory dinner is held for the new leader of the Kemora mafia, the music stops, the wine is poured, and all the guests faint instantly.

Su Mo swaggered into the museum without being hindered in any way.

The snow-white lights flickered, and beautiful women in rich clothes and guests in suits and leather shoes were lying on the ground in embarrassment.

"No, no, no..."

"Oh, here it is!"

Su Mo found Santino Dantonio lying on the woman in red.

The momentum was restricted, and the blood color disappeared.

“... It's time for this game to end. "

Su Mo touched his chin, enough killing, the game was also fun, and there were even unexpected rewards!

As for the initiator...

He wasn't in the mood to explain any more.

Harvest the soul directly, and then stomp on the head.

As for Santino's men and bodyguards, Su Mo didn't kill them, so it was useful to keep them.

He left the museum and stalked in the dark corners to return to Hamilton Manor.

But the whole city of New York is already in chaos.

The missing police officers, the red halo that rose into the sky, like a missile explosion, also like some kind of light pollution and radiation, made countless people feel terrified.

In all corners of the city, riots broke out.

Murder and robbery, zero-dollar purchases, smashing and looting...

The darkness of the human heart is exposed!

The NYPD is going crazy!!

The people at the high table then rushed to the scene and saw the scenes that can be called hell, and they vomited directly.

Santino was killed.

The person responsible for all this is undoubtedly the target of the bounty: Bruce Wayne

The high table was shocked and an emergency meeting was held.

Bruce is not an ordinary person, Su Mo pushed it out, and he didn't give them a step!

For a moment, all seats fell silent.

In the end, it was decided to revoke Bruce Wayne's open bounty order, and the high table would no longer pursue Gianna and Santino's deaths.

As long as it is strong enough, some rules will inevitably be broken.

...

Hamilton Estate.

Su Mo withdrew his clone, raised his eyebrows, picked up Bourbon, and took a sip.

In this game, he made a lot of money!

The clone relied on itself to unlock the third-order genetic lock and cultivate into a domineering overlord!

[Mood point +2w.]

[Mood point +3w.]

50,000 emotional points in the account!

Su Mo lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the balance:

Sentiment points: 80.1w

One step closer to the one million mark!

Su Mo opened the gates of hell and handed over Santino's soul to Gianna to complete the contract.

"Young Master, John. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Ah Fu knocked on the door and said softly.

"Come in. "

Su Mo got up, took out two wine glasses, and poured Bourbon.

Soon, John, dressed in a black suit, and Ah Fu walked into the study.

"Sit. "

Su Mo stretched out his hand and pushed the wine glass in front of the two of them.

John sat across from his desk, picked up his glass, glanced at it, and said:

"Bourbon?"

"That's right. "

Su Mo nodded.

In terms of wine preferences, he and John were highly identical, and both liked Bourbon.

"Thank you. "

"Your favor has been paid off. "

John took a sip of his wine and suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart.

He stood on the periphery, lucky not to be covered by the overlord color domineering.

But that arrogant and domineering momentum deeply shocked him.

"Well, John, you know the killer industry, it's easy to get into, but it's hard to retire! It's harder!"

Su Mo put down the wine glass, his eyes burned, he looked at John opposite, and said solemnly:

"So, I formally invite you to join the Umbrella Company. "

“... Okay, I'm joining. "[]

John was slightly silent and agreed.

Tony Stark often harassed him, and the Homeland Horn Horn Bureau came to the door every once in a while.

Now, he's in the eyes of the High Table again.

It's like a piece of fat, remembered by a few hungry wolves.

Now they are moderate, no force was used, and in the future ... But I can't say for sure.

He also needs a backer.

"Welcome to Umbrella Biotech, John Wick. "

The corners of Su Mo's mouth rose, and he stretched out his hand and shook it with John.

Get what you want.

A small goal to get!

"Hmm. "

John nodded.

...

Following.

John officially joined the umbrella company and became a security guard under Alice, a mobile post, patrolling the entire company.

Similar to a sweeping monk, walking around the company every day, watching beautiful women drinking coffee, the days are simply not too beautiful.

Penthouse office.

Su Mo reviewed various materials of the Kemora mafia.

Gianna is in hell, but with the remnants of her head, she makes a clone and, with the help of Cassian, takes over Kemorra again!

At present, she has applied to the high table to ask for a seat.

It won't be long before Gianna is back in the top 12 seats!

In another capacity, of course.

"With Kemorra, a steady stream of souls can be provided, and Gianna can gain a foothold in hell and develop steadily. "847" Mephisto is in hell, naturally invincible. "

"With the incarnation of the old god, and 10% of the shares, I can kill him, but the aftermath of the battle will cause hell to fall apart and turn into ruins!"

"I can't force it, I need time, slowly figure it out..."

Tap your fingers on the table to empty all the materials without leaving a trace.

Su Mo poured on Bourbon, took a sip, and thought about the strategy.

With the lessons of the past, Mephisto, an old yin coin, must not dare to leave hell easily, and even dare not act with a clone.

"Young Master, George Stacy of the New York Police Department, Victoria Hand of the Homeland Strategy and Horn Bureau, and Director Colin of the FBI, want to see you. "

Alice's crisp voice sounded.

"Let them in. "

Su Mo groaned slightly and hid the wine bottle and glass on the table.

The official organization came to the door, and he still had to give some face.

Moment.

Ah Fu took George, Victoria, and Colin to the top office.

"Where's Bruce Wayne?"

George's bloodshot eyes widened and he asked impatiently.

Yesterday night, he was busy all night, and he was almost crazy!

"I don't know. "

"We are just an employment relationship, not familiar. "

Su Mo leaned back in his chair and replied seriously.

He went to the Continental Hotel in person, and he did not hide his whereabouts, and was found out by the Territorial Strategy and the Horn Horn Bureau, which is normal.

"Shet!"

"Do you know how many people died last night?!"

"Three thousand!"

"At least 3,000 corpses! still lying in the streets!!"

"Su Mo, this is a terrorist attack! You need to cooperate with the work of the New York Police Department!"

George stood at his desk, staring at Su Mo and said loudly.

Three thousand lives!

Big case!!

The scene seemed to have experienced a brutal war, with bullet shells and blood everywhere, and corpses everywhere!!

He must bring the murderer to justice!

"There's a chair over there, so I'll move it over there and sit on it. "

Su Mo leaned back in his chair and said unhurriedly.