Chapter 162 I am a bad namer
The news of Wes in Hell's Kitchen spread throughout the underground world at an alarming speed like a raging storm.
The news even contained the exact coordinates.
For a time, all the monsters hiding in the dark in New York were stimulated by the sudden news.
No one who can survive in the underground world is a fool.
They all know very well that this bounty of up to 300 million US dollars is not so easy to get.
The target person either has a monstrous background, so that those who try to get involved will face terrible revenge at any time; or he has extremely powerful power and can easily crush those who overestimate their own abilities.
From the current situation, it should be the latter.
Some people who still retain their rationality, after careful consideration, decisively decided to give up this seemingly tempting but actually dangerous mission.
They understand that life is far more precious than wealth, and they cannot put themselves in an irretrievable situation for the sake of temporary greed.
However, more people were confused by the high bounty, and greedy desires occupied their hearts like wild weeds growing wildly.
"I have a miserable life, but I will try to turn my bicycle into a motorcycle."
Some people gritted their teeth, with crazy light flashing in their eyes, as if they had seen their wonderful life after becoming rich overnight.
"What if, what if I get lucky?"
Some people were lucky, holding a trace of unrealistic fantasy, expecting the god of luck to descend on them.
Some of these unwilling and lucky people formed temporary teams, taking care of each other, trying to increase their chances of winning in this dangerous adventure;
There were also some lone rangers who were very confident in their own strength. They stood alone in the crowd and revealed an absolute confidence in their abilities.
These people poured into Hell's Kitchen from all directions in New York like a tide.
Their figures shuttled through the dim streets, and the sound of footsteps and the collision of weapons intertwined, breaking the original tranquility of Hell's Kitchen.
The New York underworld's actions, let alone hiding it from SHIELD, even the NYPD (New York Police Department) could not hide it.
"Are these people crazy?" The director of the New York Police Department roared angrily as he watched the crowds pouring into Hell's Kitchen on the surveillance screen.
In order to prevent these people from making a scene in New York, the New York Police Department urgently recalled all police officers.
For a while, sirens sounded one after another in the streets and alleys of New York, and the police rushed to their posts with nervous expressions.
When they saw all these people enter Hell's Kitchen, everyone in the police station breathed a sigh of relief.
They quickly deployed police forces to block the entire Hell's Kitchen in one direction, and everyone was only allowed to enter but not leave.
As for the residents of Hell's Kitchen, what should they do?
Anyway, they are already in "hell", and how bad can the situation be?
As the night fell, darkness covered the entire city like a huge curtain.
The abandoned building was surrounded by people, and each of these people looked difficult to mess with.
Some of them were burly, with faces full of flesh, and some had cold eyes, which made people shudder.
They held all kinds of weapons in their hands, including pistols, rifles, submachine guns, and even rocket launchers.
Finally, someone couldn't hold back his inner anxiety and stepped into the building first.
Seeing this, others hurried to follow, fearing that they would lose the tempting bounty if they fell behind.
Around the building, spies from various intelligence organizations had already arrived.
SHIELD, Hydra, CIA, FBI, and some unnamed secret organizations, they were like ghosts hidden in the dark, watching everything silently.
They didn't come for the bounty, but to broadcast what happened here to their respective senior executives, waiting for instructions from their superiors.
Weiss stayed quietly on the fifth floor of the building, and the candles floating around him emitted a soft light, like loyal guards, dispelling the darkness.
The swaying candlelight cast mottled shadows on the wall, creating a mysterious and peaceful atmosphere.
Sensing the movement downstairs, Weiss slowly raised his head from the book, his eyes revealing a hint of indifference and coldness.
"How many of these people can come to me?" Weiss whispered to himself.
Then, he lowered his head again and focused his attention on the book in his hand. In his opinion, these small fish were far less attractive than the book in his hand.
As soon as these killers entered the first floor, they felt dizzy and dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning.
The sudden discomfort made them panic. Before they could react, at least half of them rolled their eyes and fell straight to the ground without a sound.
"What's going on?" Someone shouted in horror, his voice full of anxiety and fear.
"Damn, they are all dead!!"
Another person roared in despair.
Although the rest of the people were panicked, they still maintained the most basic rationality.
They quickly formed a circle with their backs to each other and vigilantly observed the surrounding environment.
No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!
Weiss set up a magic circle on the first floor.
This magic circle has a special effect, which is to launch a mental attack.
If the mental power of an ordinary person is 1, only people with a mental power of 1.5 can resist this attack.
Those who could not resist naturally lost their lives in an instant.
What ordinary people could not see was that the souls of the dead were taken away by a mysterious lamp.
"Get out, this place is too evil!"
Someone shouted in horror, his voice echoing in the silent space, sounding particularly harsh.
These people were scared, and they began to regret their greed. They should not have risked coming to this terrible place for the high bounty.
However, it was easy to get in, but it was not so easy to get out.
Weiss had already set up a barrier, allowing entry but not exit.
These people were stopped by an invisible protective shield, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not break through this barrier.
Some people shot with guns, and the bullets hit the protective shield, only splashing a few weak sparks, but could not penetrate it.
Some people even used bombs, and the huge explosion echoed in the closed space, but the protective shield remained motionless.
"FXXK!!" Some people cursed angrily, and they felt extremely desperate and helpless.
"He's forcing us to go up!"
Another person said in despair.
The rest of the people looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
However, they had no choice. In this desperate situation, they could only unite and look for a glimmer of hope.
Nothing happened in the building from the outside. It was so quiet that it was a little scary.
