I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

The night is getting darker.

At 11:00 pm, it is the time when New York, an international metropolis, starts all kinds of bright nightlife.

However, in the Hand and Society College in Brooklyn, it has long been silent.

Due to the curfew, all the trainees had already returned to their dormitories at this point in time.

The entire community was terribly quiet except for the light footsteps of guards patrolling with firearms from time to time.

At the same time, the office of the community founder is still brightly lit.

In the office filled with all kinds of antique utensils, Bo Tu, sitting on the office chair, frowned tightly, crossed his hands and fingers, propped his chin, and looked troubled.

He didn't know that his old nest had been exposed; not to mention, Lyon had brought a large number of New York police officers, ready to come to destroy the Hand Hehui Academy.

At this time, the disciple, as Leon had guessed, was still worried, how to explain to the remaining three fingers...

Is it really like what Leon said, tell the truth to others?

The assassination of Leon failed, Murakami took his life, and he even knelt down and begged for mercy, only to be forgiven by Leon and allowed to leave a small life?

Do not make jokes!

In that case, how could he still have a face and hang around? !

Thinking of this, Bo Tu suddenly complained to Madam Gao and Alexandra in his heart...

If it weren't for that old woman, how could he be so embarrassed when he provokes someone he shouldn't?

If Alexandra hadn't ordered him to kill Leon with Murakami, he would not have been so humiliated by Leon, and Murakami would not have died...

Just then, bang!

A loud gunshot resounded through the sky, instantly breaking the silence of the entire academy!

Hearing the gunshots, Bo Tu quickly got up and walked to the window with a serious face, trying to grasp the source of the gunshots.

Suddenly, the office door was slammed open!

A burly man with a big beard rushed into the office with a face full of panic, and said to the confused blogger, "Teacher, the police are here!"

"What did you say?!"

Before waiting for the surprised look on Bo Tu's face, it faded from his face, and the big beard suddenly groaned and fell straight to the ground.

A figure suddenly emerged from behind the beard.

When Bo Tu saw the appearance of the visitor, he was shocked and his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, "It's you?!"

"Hi! We meet again!"

That's right, standing in front of the blogger is Leon who has changed into a black suit!

I saw him put his hands in his pockets, walked leisurely into the office, and sat down on the chair.

At this time, if Bo Tu couldn't figure out Leon's strategy again, he would have lived on a dog for hundreds of years...

"This is your purpose?!"

Facing the questioning of Bo Tu, Leon, who was sitting in the chair, shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said in a flat tone: "Whatever you think..."

"I just want to tell you,

This place has been surrounded by the New York Police Department. "

The implication is: Bo Tu, you old boy, it is hard to fly!

Bo Tu was silent.

Seeing Leon again, his situation was as helpless and desperate as the last time he was in the warehouse.

This caused him to feel a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart...

He knew in his heart that until now, the reason why he has not died must be because he still has the value of use.

Leon, what do you want from him!

"What exactly do you want?"

"What do I want?" Repeated in a low voice, Leon twitched the corners of his mouth, slowly got up from the chair, looked down at Bo Tuo condescendingly, his tone erratic: "You will know..."

As soon as the words fell, several ESU members in black SWAT uniforms and fully armed arrived late.

"This is their leader, take him away!"

"Yes!"

Under Leon's sharp gaze, Bo Tu could only be captured obediently.

Leon was the only one left in the huge office.

At this time, he turned his attention to the white safe built on the wall, and unconsciously showed a smile.

. . .

At the same time, the night raid on the police rival Hehui College almost came to an end.

Under the strong police force of nearly hundreds of people, the entire Handhehui Academy was surrounded by the New York police, and not a fly could fly out.

As the NYPD's most elite unit, the battle was loud and ESU quickly took control.

Except for the few guards who dared to fight back, who were shot and killed in an instant, the other guards all dropped their firearms, put their heads in their hands obediently, and squatted on the ground under the sudden assault of the police.

The entire night raid took five minutes, and the New York police won the battle without a single shot.

After ESU took over the entire Shouhehui College, the remaining police force assisted, led by a senior police superintendent, began a thorough search of all buildings in the entire community.

Although there is already some evidence of crime in this place.

However, the cautious George Stacy still felt that it would be more secure to capture on the spot...

According to the intelligence of the guards, the police quickly found the basement in the blood drawing video, as well as the surveillance room monitoring various areas.

For a time, all the secrets hidden in the darkness were exposed!

In addition to the two dozen guards who were disarmed and handcuffed, the students who had been hiding in the dormitory after hearing the gunshots were also taken by the police to the large square in the center of the community.

Colleen Wing is one of them.

The insomniac girl just closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when she was frightened by the sudden gun battle and immediately jumped up from the bed.

At this moment, her face, like other hands and students, was full of unease and fear.

What exactly is going on? ! ——This may be the only thought in the minds of these people who have not been hand and brainwashed at this moment.

Looking at the police cars with red and blue lights shining around them, as well as the police officers with live ammunition and serious faces, these homeless teenagers and girls unconsciously squeezed at the familiar people beside them.

It seems that doing so can cover up my inner worries a little...

At this time, Senior Superintendent Owen, who was in charge of the night raid, waved his hand and shouted, "Bring them up!"

Under the order of the superior, several policemen came to the crowd tremblingly, supporting two skinny men with pale faces as if they were about to die.

"That is?!"

"John?! Edward?!"

"Didn't they leave here? How did they become like this?!"

In the crowd, a few exclamations suddenly sounded!

Obviously, these two men who couldn't even stand still were one of their former members...

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