Chapter 306: Iron Werewolf Hunts in the Iron Jungle

"Warwick, it's the place ahead. Remember not to let ordinary people discover your tracks."

At the edge of Hell's Kitchen, the darkness of the night was like a huge curtain, wrapping all the buildings in heavy shadows, as if the entire area was ruthlessly swallowed by darkness. The old street lamps had long lost their former brightness, only flickering occasionally, emitting a weak and eerie light. In addition, the occasional faint gunshots from deep in Hell's Kitchen added a bit of indescribable mystery to the quiet streets.

Project Warwick, the Project Mechanical Warrior carefully built by Noah, was quietly crouching on the top floor of a building, with a pair of sharp mechanical eyes staring at the depths of Hell's Kitchen. After receiving Noah's command, the blue-white mechanical shell on his body, which was originally glowing, began to slowly change, gradually blending into the surrounding darkness, and turned into a less eye-catching black-red.

Warwick lay like a wild animal ready to strike, lying in wait in the darkness, ready to spring into action at any moment.

After the color of his body changed, Warwick became more ferocious and ghostly, and it was impossible for ordinary people to detect him.

Of course, even if Warwick still had the original blue and white colors, it would be unlikely that ordinary people here would be able to see Warwick's whereabouts.

The chaos and danger of this area have long been known far and wide. The residents living here have long been accustomed to the silence and isolation at night. If they had been penniless, they would have left this ghost place long ago and would not have to live in fear all day, fearing that a grenade would fly in while they were sleeping in the middle of the night.

Therefore, when night falls, these residents will close their doors tightly and isolate themselves from the outside world. They will not pay attention to any noise outside, and even if they occasionally hear some noise, they will pretend not to hear it, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

At this moment, it was late at night, and the hands on the clock had already passed midnight. With the arrival of a new day, the number of missions was refreshed as scheduled, so Noah decided to send Warwick to Hell's Kitchen.

The day before, Noah used his mission times to accept an A-level mission regarding Hydra. After today's mission times were refreshed, Noah planned to experiment with yesterday's discovery.

He wanted to see if he could let his subordinate Warwick go to the monster spawning spot in Hell's Kitchen where he had previously been, if the task panel would still refresh with a new task.

"Okay, Warwick, keep moving forward and look for those hooligans and gangsters. These guys are our targets today."

Hell's Kitchen has the most of these guys, and in the past few months, Noah has been doing the most C-level missions to eliminate gangsters.

"The hunt is about to begin!"

After receiving the command, Warwick stood up from his crouching position and locked his sights on the dark area ahead. Then, Warwick bent his hind legs, leaped forward, and landed on the roof of another house more than ten meters away.

As he moved quickly, his limbs alternated in a near-perfect rhythm, propelling him through the darkness. His movements were both swift and smooth, like a precision machine operating efficiently. His claws tapped the rooftops lightly, making almost no sound, as silent as a ghost.

Warwick's mechanical body gleamed coldly in the moonlight, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness. Every movement revealed the perfect combination of mechanical and wild. In this late night in Hell's Kitchen, he was like a real wolf, waiting for the appearance of prey, ready to start a thrilling hunt.

Soon, Warwick detected a lot of chaotic gunfire and locked on his target for the night.

Warwick was standing on a high wall. The lights below could not reach this place, so the people below did not know that there was a pair of eyes emitting red light in the dark watching them.

The target that Warwick was targeting was the group of people who were having an open-air head-shaking party. A group of people wearing fancy clothes and all with Mohawk hairstyles were slashing wildly in the open space below.

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As for why it is called a head-shaking party, it is because they are really shaking their heads wildly to the music on the speakers, as if they are going to shake their heads off.

Noah saw the situation of this group of people through the images transmitted by Warwick, and then realized that these people should be drug addicts, because he saw a lot of white powder and many colorful pills in various places on the scene, and there were also many glassware scattered on the ground, which should be used for skating.

Noah still had some impression of these things, because the country where he lived in his previous life had a strict attitude towards these things and prohibited them, unlike the United States, where some places even "legalized" them. Noah learned about the appearance of these things from some anti-drug propaganda in his previous life.

Looking at the crazy appearance of this group of people, even holding guns and shooting randomly at the sky, it was obvious that they had lost their minds. Noah felt a little sick, and Warrick was also attracted by the gunshots and noise.

"Prey!" Warwick's display system locked onto these people one by one, and his sharp claws scratched the concrete wall under his feet, leaving cracks.

"Wait, Warwick, don't be impatient, check the identities of these people first." Noah saw that Warwick was about to kill, so he stopped him quickly.

Noah still had to look at the mission situation first, then look at the information, and then decide how to deal with these people.

Warwick, who was interrupted, could only return to a crouching position, waiting for the moment to attack. At the same time, he began to scan the people below and transmitted the data to Noah.

Noah was at home at this time, lying on the sofa, with a screen rising in front of him, showing the picture that Warwick saw.

"The Mohawk Gang, um, the gang rules are that everyone must have a Mohawk hairstyle, no wonder these people all have this hairstyle, um, a bit... funny." Noah checked the information of these people. These people are also from a gang in Hell's Kitchen. They like to gather in their own territory to take drugs and have crazy parties.

After Noah looked through the information of these people, he knew how to deal with them. According to Noah's criteria, every person in Hell's Kitchen would have to die several times to at least offset their sins.

The most important thing now is whether the task can be triggered. Noah opened the system's task panel and clicked the refresh button.

[C-rank mission: Eliminate the Mohawk Gang in Hell's Kitchen.]

"Warwick, it's time to start."