Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Beautiful country, California, San Francisco.

Miao Lun, who was smuggled in through an underground tunnel on the Mexican border, was walking on the streets of the beautiful country as if nothing had happened, carrying a mountaineering backpack.

San Francisco has a population of 780,000, of which about 200,000 are Chinese. It is the city with the highest proportion of Chinese Americans in the United States. The face of Miao Lun walks here and blends in perfectly.

Putting down the peaked cap on his head, Miao Lun slowly walked to the high-end villa area.

The high-end villa areas in Beautiful Country pay a lot of taxes, and there are also many police patrols, and they respond quickly to reports of crimes.

However, Miao Lun's seemingly aimless movements were always able to take a step ahead, avoid the patrolling police officers, and enter from the blind spot of the surveillance camera.

"Villa 24, Ferry Avenue."

The phone buzzed and vibrated. It was the location of a certain map software, marking a private villa.

Also sent were seven or eight portraits drawn with strokes. The most eye-catching one was a middle-aged man with a big belly and a shiny face.

Mullen checked the information of Asder Pharmaceuticals on the Internet. This person seemed to be an executive director of Asder Pharmaceuticals.

Seeing that the photo was so clear, Miao Lun couldn't help but think of the woman in red with a cold aura that he saw in Tijuana, Mexico.

Even if he became a genetic warrior, the other party gave him a dangerous feeling, as if he could kill him with just a finger.

The woman named Miss Han was the special person who assisted him this time according to General Su. Her location and photos were provided by the other party.

Miao Lun crushed the phone into pieces and threw it into the back of a passing pickup truck. Miao Lun tightened his backpack and walked towards Villa No. 24.

The walking speed is getting faster and faster, and the cadence is almost unclear. However, Miao Lun's upper body does not swing back and forth at all. He calmly takes out the gloves, hood, and mask from the mountaineering bag, and pulls out two short-barreled submachine guns and inserts them into his jacket. The magazine belt was wrapped around his waist.

Finally, take out an enchanted jammer and turn it on to limit the operation of nearby wireless cameras and try to avoid wired cameras.

After doing all this, Miao Lun had already reached the vicinity of Villa No. 24.

This is an ultra-luxurious private villa. It is more like a manor than a villa. There are horse cellars, gardens, ponds, lawns, etc. inside the villa.

When Miao Lun came here, his ears enlarged in size, and ultrasonic waves emitted from his throat continued to spread, feeding back everything that collided into his mind.

"3...5...8 targets, all set."

Miao Lun put on his hood, pulled the fuse inside the mountaineering bag, and threw it directly to the entrance of the villa.

Several tall white bodyguards in suits and ties, wearing headsets, standing guard at the door were stunned, and they alertly drew the pistols from their waists. They were very well-trained.

But they were still a little slow.

The TNT explosive hidden in the backpack was triggered by the fuse. With a flash of fire, the explosion exploded, and the fence and gates were opened, and human body parts were scattered around.

In the light of the fire, Miao Lun rushed directly into the villa like a sharp arrow shot from a powerful crossbow.

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"What happened? Where did the explosion come from?"

In the master bedroom of the villa, Hisoka Avilson woke up from the bed and ran out in his pajamas.

Sisso is the uncle of Pedro, the current head of the Avilson family. He holds 1.6% of the shares of Asder Pharmaceuticals and is also the executive director of Asder Pharmaceuticals. His position in the Avilson family is not low.

Hisoka has been deeply uneasy because the Avilson family has recently offended the Jieco Group. The former head of the family, Jose, died at the hands of that group of lunatics.

In order to prevent retaliation from the Jieko Group, he spent a lot of money to upgrade his security force.

So when he heard the explosion, he immediately became nervous.

"Daddy, Mommy, what's going on? I was training the valet just now. The noise made me unhappy."

"Husband, what happened? Where did the explosion come from?"

"Son, whoever dares to come to our place to cause trouble will die if you don't want to live."

Hisoka's family members also ran out. Some of them were holding whips in their hands, some were wearing facial masks, and some were holding phones and surrounding him aggressively.

"It may be an assassination by the Jieko Group."

Hisoka stated his speculation with uneasy eyes.

As soon as these words were spoken, the family members who had been arrogant just now turned pale. They knew exactly how the previous head of the family died.

"Don't be afraid. I hired a lot of elite bodyguards and prepared a lot of heavy weapons. The glass and buildings in the villa have been modified. He can't get in."

Hisoka comforted his family and took out the remote control to turn off the access security system leading to this floor. Iron coils fell on the glass and the door.

Combined with the dozens of elite bodyguards and powerful heavy weapons here, it is like a small fortress with a full sense of security.

After ensuring his own safety, Hisoka couldn't help but move to the window, quietly opened an observation window, and suddenly heard the sound of gunfire like fried beans.

Looking down, Hisoka saw a scene that stunned him.

But they saw a man wearing a hood and mask, who looked like a gangster in a movie, going on a killing spree. The two submachine guns in his hands were spitting bullets, constantly depriving the bodyguards of their lives.

"Super Soldier."

Hisoka recognized at a glance that the person with such powerful combat power was definitely a super soldier. The Jieko Group really launched a bloody revenge on the Avilson family.

"No, no, no, I have so many bodyguards, and he doesn't have any armor, so there's no way he can beat my bodyguards."

As Xi Suo thought about this, he saw that the bodyguards who brought heavy weapons did not achieve any results.

Several bodyguards hid behind the wall and opened a shooting window. There was a machine gun here. They wanted to wait for Miao Lun to get close and then kill him on the spot.

But Miao Lun came all the way, as if he had foreseen the danger in advance. He inherited the biological radar ability of the purple light bat, and the enemy's sneak attack was completely invisible.

Bang!

A grenade was thrown into the shooting window that had just been opened by Miao Lun.

"Grenade, lie down."

Several bodyguards shouted in fear.

Boom!

Amid the wailing of shrapnel flying everywhere, Miao Lun stepped forward to replenish the guns one by one, picked up the heavy machine gun under his feet, held it firmly in his hands, and draped the ammunition belt over his shoulders.

"This big guy is still comfortable to use."

Miao Lun showed a bloodthirsty and cruel smile. Because he was traveling light, he did not carry heavy armor and large-caliber machine guns.

Recently, the United States has been very strict in this regard. If there is a little suspicion, you will be questioned. Even if you can kill the person who is questioning and escape, it will affect the progress of the mission, so you don’t carry those inconvenient things.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullet belt jumped wildly. In front of Miao Lun, these bodyguards were as fragile as sheep facing a tiger. The so-called confrontation was actually just a one-sided slaughter.

The heavy machine guns and sniper rifles specially placed in the villa for defense, including various traps, were sensed by Miao Lun in advance every time before they were used, and their heads were blown up first, just like turning on the perspective of the whole map.

Occasionally, some rifles and submachine guns hit him, but Miao Lun seemed to be unaffected, even though he was not wearing that kind of steel heavy armor with amazing defense.

In the battle, Miao Lun was as fast as the wind, and he crossed a distance of more than ten meters with one step.

Many bodyguards didn’t react at all, and lost the trace of the opponent in front of them, and then their heads were pierced by the bullets.

With a heavy machine gun in hand, Miao Lun's killing speed was raised to a new level. Many bodyguards were directly broken by 12.7 caliber machine gun bullets, and they were cut in half. The scene was bloody.

His lips turned slightly white because of fear. Seeing this scene, Xi Suo couldn't believe that the elite bodyguards he hired were slaughtered like chickens and dogs, and the scene was full of blood.

As expected, this bodyguard was directly killed by Miao Lun and fled in panic, but Miao Lun did not let them go easily, and bullets chased them behind.

Xi Suo hired a team of elite bodyguards with a total of fifty people, but now they were beaten and fled.

Some bodyguards wanted to hide under the bed and in the closet, or even pretend to be dead, in order to survive.

But these little tricks could not be hidden from Miao Lun, who had a biological radar. The machine gun directly swept them to death through the closet and bed board, and blood dripped from the gap at the bottom of the closet.

Killing people all the way, not to mention people, even if you enter the villa today, no dog will survive.

After dealing with these small fish, Miao Lun used the ultrasonic induction of the biological radar to detect that there were no other living people, so he walked upstairs of the villa step by step.

"The reinforced concrete and alloy doors are not thick enough, do you think this will work?"

Miao Lun looked at the steel alloy door blocking the front, and first used a heavy machine gun to continuously shoot the same part, causing the steel to twist and deform.

Then he grabbed the deformed area with both hands, his arms were bulging with blue veins, his arms became thicker, and the protective insect shell of the exoskeleton was secreted, tearing the steel door apart, and then walked in calmly.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Several pistol bullets were fired at Miao Lun's face, the bullets penetrated the mask and were bounced off by the exoskeleton growing on his face.

Xi Suo held the trigger tightly, his fingers could not loosen at all, and he didn't know to change the bullet even if the firing pin was empty.

The few bullets just now had exhausted all his courage.

Miao Lun turned around and stared at him with a nightmare-like cold eyes. Xi Suo and his family were like quails, screaming and crying.

"Daddy, I'm scared."

"Husband, please speak! I don't want to die, woo woo, I don't want to die!"

Xi Suo's body shook, and he knelt on the ground and shouted: "I have money, I have a lot of money, is 10 million US dollars enough? 100 million US dollars, I will pay 100 million US dollars to buy my life. Please don't kill me, there is a reason for the wrong, and the one who offended you is the head of the family, Pedro, and I have nothing to do with it."

"Don't worry, we will send Pedro down later, no one can escape. As for your money, keep it and take it to hell."

Miao Lun's expression did not change at all, like an emotionless killer, he pointed the gun directly at Xi Suo.

"Let my family go"

Bang bang bang!

Bullets tore through bodies, and after a few quick screams, a group of people huddled in the corner, having been killed by random gunfire.

Miao Lun was like a man who had just killed someone, and he went forward to do a finishing check to avoid any survivors who had survived unexpectedly.

After confirming the results of the battle, Miao Lun looked at Xi Suo's eyes, and said with a puff: "When you, the United States, bombed the Mande area, you didn't see them stop firing because of accidental injuries to civilians."

After that, Miao Lun turned and walked out of Villa No. 24. The whole process was complicated, but it actually took only five minutes.

It was not until this time that the sirens came from far away.

After Miao Lun came out, he met the police car that was catching up quickly.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Without any pause, Miao Lun pulled the trigger, and the thick 12.7 machine gun bullets turned the police car into a hornet's nest.

Seven or eight police cars turned around and retreated in a hurry, like rabbits being chased by dogs, leaving behind four cars with black smoke, and the unlucky drivers and co-pilots being killed.

"Reinforcement, call the police headquarters for reinforcement, I am C-14 police officer Pierre, a vicious shooting incident occurred on Fran Avenue, the murderer used high-powered weapons, immediately send a helicopter and apply for the mobilization of the National Guard."

The police officers who survived the heavy machine gun fire were pale, and kept yelling into the intercom, calling the headquarters for reinforcement, and they would never dare to approach again.

And Miao Lun did not get too entangled with these policemen, so as not to attract the tanks and armored vehicles of the National Guard.

After temporarily forcing these policemen to retreat, Miao Lun used his hands and feet to climb over the wall and walk away.

When a large number of police surrounded the villa, Miao Lun had taken off his large coat, hood and gloves, set fire to it and threw it into the trash can, then quickly blended into the crowd who heard the noise and watched the excitement, and finally disappeared.

After entering the villa, many policemen saw the shocking and tragic scene inside the villa, and some new policemen with poor psychological quality vomited on the spot.

The villa was full of broken limbs and arms, internal organs were flowing, and the splattered blood dyed the walls and glass red, like a scene from a hell scroll.

"This is... this is Mr. Xi Suo, the murderer must be caught immediately and the police force of the whole city must be mobilized immediately."

When the leading police chief looked at the bodies of Xi Suo's family, his face turned black and his eyes were terrified. He immediately recognized that this was a prominent figure in San Francisco, who often went to various high-end social places and had donated money and materials to their police station. He was an important senior member of the Avilson family.

The nearby policemen couldn't help whispering.

"Crazy, crazy, I heard that Mr. Sisso is the son-in-law of state legislator Kevin Bradley. Who is the murderer? The whole family was killed if they dared to massacre the whole villa like this."

"Don't talk about people. The two pit bulls raised in the villa were crushed and trampled to death."

"Stop chatting and find the storage of the surveillance camera immediately."

"No, the surveillance camera was interfered with."

"From the traces of the battle, there is only one murderer. The one who can have such combat power is probably... a super soldier, and it must be a first-class super soldier like the Iron Battalion."

Suddenly, a policeman who is good at trace analysis came to a conclusion, which made the policemen who heard this feel weak in their legs.

The super soldiers are the ruthless ones among the ruthless ones. They are unreasonable non-humans, but they have killed countless people on the battlefield. If the policemen are against them, it will be like delivering food.

"Jeko Group, super soldiers, Avilson family, medical embargo."

The police who often pay attention to the news have sorted out the logic at this time and can't help but take a breath.

How rampant is the Jeko Group? Just because the Avilson family advocated the medical embargo, they came to the United States to kill people wantonly. It was too much.

"We must protect the Avilson family immediately. We can't let any more people die in the Avilson family. Otherwise, where will we put our face in the United States?"

The news was reported through layers of reports, and the higher-ups made this directive directly.

But this news came a little late, because almost at the same time as the villa murder case, many members of the Avilson family were also experiencing massacres, and a large number of members fell in a pool of blood, destined not to receive effective protection from the United States government.