Saiyans in Marvel

A laboratory of the New York City Police Department's Crime Scene Unit in Queens. The lizard serum recovered from the New York City Veterans Hospital is stored here. The CIA, FBI, military and SHIELD are competing against each other to obtain this batch of serum.

, instead maintained a strange balance, allowing the serum to remain in the hands of the New York City Police Department.

The police chief has a deep understanding of how hot these serums are, and has sent almost all SWAT here to protect these precious lizard serums.

Two SWAT snipers and observers stood on the roof of the building, monitoring the streets below and the streets not far away.

During this time, everyone in Swat was on the verge of an enemy, fearing that something might happen to this batch of serum. Many people were interested in this batch of lizard serum.

Kingpin issued a reward. If you get a piece of lizard serum, you can get 5% of the drug trade in New York City. This is a profit of hundreds of millions of dollars every year. Some ambitious gangsters are eyeing this like a chicken.

Batch serum.

The New York City Police Department is not monolithic. There are many corrupt police officers who have been bribed. These gangsters may already know the location of the serum.

"Those two people! They opened the communication box and wanted to cut off the connection between the laboratory and the police station!"

The observer held the telescope and said:

"Kill them quickly! Then ask for help from the headquarters!"

The sniper hurriedly turned his gun and aimed at the two people wearing nun costumes and Halloween masks.

"Bang! Bang!"

There were two gunshots, which were a bit muffled because of the silencers. Blood mist burst out from the faces of the two swat members, and their heads were smashed.

A robber wearing a nun's uniform put the gun back on his waist and took out the walkie-talkie.

"clean!"

He picked up the sniper rifle and saw through the scope a group of armed men wearing nun uniforms rushing into the laboratory with assault rifles.

Not long after, there was a burst of gunfire like exploding beans and the explosion of grenades inside the laboratory.

The swats trained by the New York City Police Department at a huge expense were shot like sheep, with almost no resistance. The attackers had obviously received more rigorous training than them and had richer combat experience.

"Bang!"

The alloy door was directly blown open by C4. The civilian personnel belonging to the New York City Police Department inside raised their hands in fear and surrendered, but were still shot and killed mercilessly.

Stepping on the blood on the ground, the leader, a robber wearing a nun's uniform, put the precious serums into the incubator one by one.

"We're going to make a fortune, Winston!"

One of the robbers couldn't help but said excitedly. He wanted to say something more, but was slapped to the ground.

"Yes... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said your name..."

He stood up a little embarrassed.

"let's go."

The robbers picked up the incubator, walked out of the laboratory, and piled into the van in which they came.

"Colonel, the news said you turned into a lizard man."

One of the robbers said.

"This is real."

Winston Johnson said. He alone cannot quickly deal with an entire heavily armed swat. If he delays for too long, he will attract support from various branches. Even if he has the ability to heal at a high speed, he cannot compete with modern

armies to contend with.

So he found his former subordinates who had retired. These SEALs were carefully selected by him. Their retired lives were not happy, their relationships with their families were very tense, and most of them had various psychological problems.

All the money they earned was spent soon after, and some people had problems such as alcoholism.

Winston Johnson knew about their situation and just mentioned that there was an opportunity to make a lot of money, so these people all came. Their lives couldn't be worse, so they might as well come here and give it a try.

"Sir, where should we go now? Find gangsters to sell these serums, or we should do it ourselves!"

A former Navy SEAL opened a bottle of whiskey with his teeth and took a long gulp.

"No, we don't sell it, why not inject it yourself?"

Winston Johnson's face beneath the mask grinned ferociously.

"This is different from what we were talking about before, Winston!"

The SEAL put down his bottle and put his hand on his gun. He stopped calling Winston Johnson "sir."

"What about you, what do other people think?"

The others looked at each other.

"We don't want to turn into crazy monsters, Winston."

Sister Winston's body swelled under the clothes.

"Do you think you have other options in this narrow space?"

A long tail directly penetrated the chest of the subordinate opposite him, and the tip of the tail even penetrated directly through the body of the car. If he was in an open outdoor area, it would be difficult for him to deal with these front subordinates, but it was completely different in a narrow car.

.These experienced soldiers didn't even have time to take out their guns.

"Does anyone else disagree?"

He pulled out his tail.

"Fuck you! Winston!"

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of bones being crushed, the long tail quickly broke the man's neck, and the car almost turned into a bloody meat grinding ground, with blood dripping along the cracks in the car door and flowing onto the street.

The car braked suddenly and stopped in the middle of the street.

"Keep driving, or I'll just twist your head off!"

Winston took off his mask, revealing his cold lizard face.

The soldier in the driver's seat hurriedly restarted the van.

"I do, I do, sir, don't kill me!"

A retired soldier was frightened and raised his hands and said.

"It seems that a smart person finally showed up."

Winston tossed him a bottle of lizard serum.

The soldier hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes and injected the lizard serum into his body. There were two victims in front, and the other soldiers succumbed one after another.

"You can not."

Winston distributed the serum to the soldiers, then pointed to the remaining soldier and said.

"Why, there is obviously a lot of serum left?!"

he asked desperately.

"Kane, you are too weak. Drugs have made your body fragile. These remaining serums are gifts I prepared for some big shots, not for you, a weak-willed scumbag."

Winston clawed through his chest and tore out the heart. The soldiers who were forced to be injected with the lizard serum fell into coma, and the genes in the serum were being embedded into their genetic chains.

"Sir, where should we go?"

The driver asked in horror. He discovered that Winston was no longer the gentle and courageous commander before.

"Go to the New York City Court, where the fifth trial of the Osborne Group is taking place. We will rush there now to give them a big surprise."

Winston said with a grin.