I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

Scott felt like he was going crazy.

what's the situation?

I just sent off a wave of attacks, and I haven't slept well yet, but another wave came.

What do you take me for?

Is it a public restroom?

Come as you want, leave as you want!

Holding a small pistol and wearing only a pair of underwear, Scott curled up in the corner, carefully opened the curtains and looked out.

Seeing an armored vehicle rampage wantonly in the courtyard, massacring his subordinates wantonly, Scott wanted to cry but had no tears.

I am a new gang in the border area, so I didn't recruit many subordinates, let alone able to fight. As a result, those subordinates were almost killed and injured in the first wave of attacks. The only thing left now is his hard-core confidant, and it seems that he will be reimbursed all of it.

Fortunately, I still have support.

At the thought of support, Scott felt like a knife twisted in his heart. Those elite killers of the Gabriel family are fucking a group of uncles... no... a group of ancestors.

Because in the first wave of attacks, there were also casualties among them, and the other party's body was not left behind, so these elite killers of the Gabriel family went crazy.

This is a pain for Scott, and he is giving money and women.

If it weren't for his wife's old age and fading, Scott would have wished to contribute his daughter-in-law.

But even so, Scott still sent his sister out, and casually picked up his 16-year-old daughter to appease the irritable old men.

Now Scott can only pray that his sister and daughter didn't serve those uncles too comfortably, so that they don't have the strength to get out of bed now.

Scott was thinking too much. Those dozen or so big men were not the thugs of ordinary gangs. They were all ex-special soldiers from various countries and had undergone strict military training.

Although after joining the Gabriel family, life has indeed deteriorated a lot, but he still maintains extremely high vigilance.

So at the same moment when the armored vehicle rushed into the manor, they all got up one after another, picked up their weapons, and got ready to fight.

It's a pity that when they rushed out of the residence, they looked up and saw a person standing on the top of the opposite wall, carrying a black, round, long and thick cylinder, looking around.

This person is Sheron.

He was worried that he couldn't find the target to shoot, and he watched a group of burly men rushing out of a small building with guns, and immediately aimed at the small building without saying a word.

Iron Fist: Developed by the German company HASAG during World War II, it is an anti-tank rocket launcher known as a "tank killer", but it is more used to fight helicopters and attack tough battles. After all, it has a louder slogan - RPG!

Although the official name has been discontinued, in fact, this kind of bazooka, which is large in volume and extremely cost-effective, is still active on battlefields all over the world.

Even gangsters couldn't put it down.

For example, the former leader of the Tume family, the leader of Sangsi City and surrounding towns and slums, and a lover of being carved by human flesh - Huck, also collected several.

It happened to be all cheap to Sharon.

The elites of the Gabriel family, former special forces soldiers from various countries, just came out of the room when they saw a ball of fire flying towards them.

With a sound of "Fake", the small building exploded.

Looking at the upper half of the small building shrouded in flames, and then at the few big men who turned over and jumped down from the second floor when the explosion occurred.

Xie Lun pulled out another ammunition from behind, inserted it into the cylinder, and fired another round at the first floor of the small building.

Die before leaving the teacher, it will make the hero burst into tears!

More than a dozen elites of the Gabriel family stretched out their postures, arranged their poses, and laid out their formations. No matter what, they were able to withstand the attack of hundreds of ordinary soldiers. However, they were wiped out by Xie Lun with two RPGs in a daze. .

This shows what?

This fully shows that gangsters have no good end!

"That's the end of it?"

Xie Lun was a little bit unsatisfied, but he was carrying three shells. In the end, only two shots were fired, and the battle was over?

Listening to the gunshots from Rambo's side gradually weakening, it is estimated that this old tough guy basically killed almost everything he could.

Then, adhering to the principle of not wasting, Xie Lun took out the last cannonball, raised his hand and fired another shot at the burning small building.

With a bang, the small building collapsed completely.

Originally, there were still a few elites who escaped the two RPG explosions and were desperately moving outwards, but with Xie Lun's frenzied third RPG, they were completely buried under the ruins of the small building.

Looking at the flames outside the window, Scott's face turned pale. He knew very well that all the hopes in his imagination had been buried in that sea of ​​flames.

Soon, Scott heard gunshots in the villa where he lived, and it was obvious that the enemy had invaded the villa.

Scott clenched his pistol tightly, and the elites of the Gabriel family were all wiped out, let alone those under his command.

Sure enough, in the past ten minutes, the door of my bedroom was kicked open from the outside. Scott used the bed as a cover and fired several shots at the door.

It's a pity that there was no one outside the door, but the glass window behind him shattered, and a figure flew in the air, kicking Scott from one side of the bed to the other side of the bed.

"A small gang is a small gang, and it's much easier than Huck's side."

Xie Lun stretched his neck, strode forward, picked up Scott who had been stunned by his kick, dragged him out of the window, and threw him on the lawn outside.

Then Rambo replaced Monica from the driver's seat, drove the armored car himself, and roared over Scott.

Listening to the "creaking" sound under the wheels, Monica slipped into Xie Lun's arms with a pale face. Xie Lun patted her on the back lightly, and asked warmly: "How about eating braised pork when I go back?"

Although Monica didn't know what kind of dish "braised pork" was, she just needed the word "meat", and she couldn't help it, rushed to the side and vomited.

Xie Lun laughed badly, and Rambo drove an armored car covered in red and white things, and slowly stopped in front of him: "Okay, everything is over, it's time to go!"

"You can go, but you have to change the car. It's too conspicuous to drive this thing." Sheron pointed to the garage not far away. "Just now I saw a few Hummers parked there, and they looked pretty good."

At this time, the walkie-talkie in the armored vehicle suddenly rang: "Someone...help..."

With a noise, the communication was interrupted.

The faces of Xie Lun and Rambo turned cold in an instant, and they could tell that it was Celaya who called.

These two evil gods just pushed down two gang lairs and killed at least a hundred militants. I just don't think it's enough, but I didn't expect someone to come to my door now.

Xie Lun turned over and got on the car, and "clicked" on the heavy machine gun again. And Rambo kicked the accelerator, and the armored car roared and rushed out like a wild beast.

"Um?"

Monica, who was throwing up against the wall, stared blankly at the back of the armored vehicle in the distance.

"Damn it, two big brothers, did you forget something?"