I Have A Good Opinion In Marvel

The night is getting darker.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, it is the time for New York, an international metropolis, to start all kinds of dazzling nightlife.

However, the Hand and Society Academy in Brooklyn was already silent.

Due to the curfew, at this point in time, all the students had already returned to their dormitories.

The entire community was terribly quiet except for the slight footsteps made by guards patrolling with guns from time to time.

At the same time, the office of the community founder is still brightly lit.

In an office full of antiques, the blogger sitting on an office chair frowned, with his hands crossed and his chin supported, with an annoyed look.

He didn't know that his lair had been exposed; he didn't even know that Leon had already brought a large number of New York police officers, ready to come and destroy the hand and the college.

The blogger at the moment, as Leon had speculated, was still worrying about how to explain to the remaining three fingers...

Is it really like what Leon said, truthfully tell other people?

The assassination of Leon failed, Murakami took his life, and he even knelt down to beg for mercy, only to be forgiven by Leon and be able to leave a small life?

Do not make jokes!

In that case, how could he still have a face in his hands and would get mixed up? !

Thinking of this, the blogger suddenly complained to Mrs. Gao and Alexandra in his heart...

If it weren't for the old lady to get in trouble with someone who shouldn't be offended, how could he be so embarrassed?

If Alexandra had not ordered him to go with Murakami to kill Leon, he would not have been so humiliated by Leon, and Murakami would not die...

At this moment, bang!

A loud gunshot resounded across the sky, and instantly broke the silence of the entire college!

Hearing the gunshots, Botu quickly got up and came to the window with a serious face, trying to grasp the source of the gunshots.

Suddenly, the door of the office was slammed open!

A sturdy man with a big beard rushed into the office with a panic face and said to the blogger who couldn't figure out: "Teacher, the police are here!"

"What did you say?!"

Before the surprised look on the blogger's face faded from his face, the beard suddenly groaned and fell straight to the ground.

A figure suddenly appeared from behind the beard.

When the blogger saw the appearance of the visitor, he was shocked and his eyes opened wide, as if he was seen by a ghost, "It's you?!"

"Hi! We meet again!"

That's right, standing in front of the blogger is Leon, who has changed into a black suit!

He walked into the office with his hands in his pockets, walked leisurely into the office, and sat down on a chair.

At this time, if the blogger can no longer figure out Leon’s strategy, he would have lived on a dog for hundreds of years...

"This is your purpose?!"

Facing the question of the blogger, Leon, sitting in the chair, shrugged, spread his hands, and said in a flat tone: "Whatever you want..."

"I just want to tell you that this place is already surrounded by the New York Police Department."

The implication is: Botu, you old boy, it's hard to fly with wings!

Botu was silent.

Seeing Leon again, his situation was as helpless and desperate as he was at the Warehouse last time.

This made him feel a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart...

He knew in his heart that until now, the reason why he hadn't died, it must be because he still has the value to use.

Leon, what do you want from him!

"What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Repeated in a low voice, Leon tugged at the corner of his mouth, slowly got up from the chair, looked at the blogger condescendingly, his tone erratic: "You will know..."

As soon as the voice fell, a few fully armed ESU team members in black special police uniforms were long overdue.

"This is their leader, take him away!"

"Yes!"

Under Leon's sharp gaze, the blogger could only catch him obediently.

In the huge office, only Leon was left.

At the moment, he turned his gaze to the white safe on the wall, with a smile unconsciously.

. . .

At the same time, the night raid by the police opponent Hehui Academy has almost come to an end.

With the strong police force of nearly hundreds of people, the entire Shouhe Hui Academy was surrounded by New York police, and a single fly could not fly out.

As the most elite unit of the New York Police Department, the battle was loud and the ESU quickly took control of the situation.

Except for the few guards who dared to fight back and were shot to death in an instant, the other guards all threw down their guns and squatted on the ground with their hands clasped their heads under the thunderous assault of the police.

The entire night raid took five minutes, and the New York police won the battle without bloodshed.

After the ESU took over the entire Shouhehui Academy, the remaining police force assisted, led by a high-level police inspector, began a thorough search of all buildings in the entire community.

Although we already have some evidence of the crime in this place.

However, the cautious George Stacey still felt that it would be safer to be caught on the spot...

According to the guard's intelligence, the police quickly found the basement in the blood sampling video and the surveillance rooms monitoring various areas.

For a time, all the secrets hidden in the darkness were exposed!

In addition to the twenty guards who were disarmed and handcuffed, the students who had been hiding in the dormitory after hearing the gunfire were also taken by the police to the large square in the middle of the community.

Colleen Wen is one of them.

The girl with insomnia just closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when she was frightened by the sudden gun battle, and immediately jumped up from the bed.

At the moment, her face, like other hands and students, was filled with anxiety and fear.

What exactly is going on? ! ——This may be the only thought in the mind of these people who have not been handed and brainwashed, At the moment.

Looking at the police cars shining red and blue around them, as well as the police with live ammunition and serious faces, these homeless teenagers unconsciously squeezed the familiar people beside them.

It seems that by doing that, you can slightly cover up your inner worries...

At this time, Owen High Level Superintendent, who was in charge of the night raid, waved his hand and shouted, "Bring them up!"

With an order from the superior, several police officers supported two men who were so skinny and pale as if they were about to die, and tremblingly came to the crowd.

"That is?!"

"John?! Edward?!"

"Didn't they leave here? How could they become like this?!"

In the crowd, a few surprises suddenly sounded Roar!

Obviously, these two men who couldn't even stand still were one of them...

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