Marvel's Strongest Dad

Chapter Four

With the support of Lu Chen, Super Killer has a clear love and hate. Although she is young, she has killed many people.

This is also a good thing, Lu Chen does not want his daughter to be soft-hearted to others.

If you don't like it, you can kill it. If your daughter doesn't like it, you are definitely not a good person.

The driver in the car looked at this cool little loli through the rearview mirror, couldn't help but feel happy, and asked with a smile, "Are you playing Robin Han?"

Seeing that Super Killer remained silent, the driver sighed kindly.

"Green Street is not a good place, you go there alone, do your parents know..."

A cold foreign object hit the back of his head, making the driver shut his mouth wisely.

Through the rearview mirror, he saw that what was on his head was a genuine, black-glowed Locke. The driver was even more silent, with regret rising in his heart.

Meditating on the blessing of Christ, I almost shed tears.

"Very good, keep it up!"

Super Killer nodded in satisfaction, and put away the Locke in her hand.

Soon, the silent taxi drove into Green Street.

Wild graffiti can be seen everywhere on the roadside, hangovers were stripped and thrown on the street, and the only people who got up early on the street were cleaners, working hard to clean the blood stains left by the fight last night.

"Oh, that's great, I like it here!"

With a word of admiration, before the car came to a complete stop, Super Killer threw down two dollar bills and jumped off.

The driver slammed on the brakes and heaved a long sigh of relief as he watched Super Killer walk towards No. 111.

Now when he looked at the equipment on Super Killer, it wasn't cool at all. With one kick of the accelerator, he hurriedly escaped from this place of right and wrong.

And Super Killer stood on Green Street, looking at the closed rolling gate in front of her.

Immediately, he pulled out the Tang knife on his back, and with one blow, the steel gate was cut out a hole as tall as a person. This alloy knife she had carefully selected cut iron like mud without making a sound.

Stepping into it, there are several cars parked, the front covers are open, and it seems that they are being repaired.

The strong black man who was supposed to be on guard was lying on a chair and snoring without any vigilance.

The Night Owl Gang is the only one in this neighborhood, and even the police station has opened up its joints, which also makes these outsiders lose their vigilance.

"Good dream!"

Super Killer walked up and whispered softly in his ear.

With a swipe of Tang Dao, the black man who had just woken up clutched his neck, and blood gushed out between his fingers. His eyes were terrified, and when he met the cold eyes of Shangchao Killer, he fell to the ground weakly with two heaps.

Going deeper, most of the gangsters inside are sleeping, or watching "Playboy" by themselves.

Unfortunately, they had a big party last night, and the members were very tired.

Along the way, Super Killer is like a ghost in the morning light, constantly harvesting their lives.

Wherever he went, no one was spared.

Until the superstructure was completely cleared, the gangsters in the underground factory were not disturbed.

However, the underground is Ye Xiao's drug factory after all, and there are two guards with guns at the door.

It seemed to be "refreshed", the two guards were talking and laughing, and there was no sign of fatigue.

"Rumble..."

The old geared elevator roared, getting closer and closer, and the three of them pushed the door and walked out.

They are the first batch of delivery people, and they are going to provide goods to those old customers. By the way, go to the streets and alleys to see if you can find some new customers.

"Johnny, what high school are we going to today?"

This Johnny seems to be the little leader who decides where they go.

"How about St. Lance High School, I heard the chicks there are very good."

The man named Johnny smiled lewdly, rubbing his crotch with one hand. He recalled the madness of last night. Those college chicks, once addicted, are really crazy and exciting!

"Hey, let's see if I can get some beautiful... what kind of smell?"

The last gangster sniffed, his face changed, it smelled like blood!

"Tsk, it's disgusting!"

Looking at her beloved butterfly knife, Super Killer shook her head in disgust.

She didn't want it anymore, so she threw it out with her backhand. With a flash of silver light, the gangster who was the first to make a sound grasped the handle of the knife around his neck weakly, breathed hard, and fell to his knees.

Before the last gangster had time to react, he saw a smaller figure walking out of the shadows.

Like the messenger of the night, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was pointed at himself, and he smiled showing two rows of neat teeth.

"Shh~"

Super Killer raised her index finger to signal him not to speak.

The gangster nodded repeatedly, his legs trembling.

"Don't...don't kill..."

"boom!"

There was a blood hole between the eyebrows, and the fear remained on this person's face, and he threw himself down unwillingly.

"I told you to stop talking, you are really a disobedient child."

The two guards didn't take it seriously when they heard Johnny's screams. They guessed that the fool must have kicked his toes. But when he heard the crisp gunshot, he suddenly felt bad.

Looking at each other, each of them took a step carefully.

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