pjbooks Chapter 112 Killing is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables
Chapter 112 Killing is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables
Chapter 112 Killing is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables
Spider-Man.
Logan looked at the figure on the telephone pole.
At this time, Spider-Man didn't have any cool suits yet. He was wearing a set that was modified from a tracksuit and looked like pajamas. There was a black spider embroidered on the chest, and the eyes on his mask were sewn on with goggles. He was standing on tiptoe on a telephone pole, looking at the two people facing each other below.
"So it's a pajama superhero."
Victor looked at Spider-Man who had suddenly barged in without any fear. Instead, he teased him about his outfit, saying, "Wearing this, you can go straight to bed when you get home tonight. It's really convenient."
Spider-Man clearly heard Victor's words and replied, "Hey, big beard, this looks way better than your trench coat, and it's even been featured in Time magazine."
He paused, then added again, "Besides, it's nap time now. You guys having a gunfight party right next to each other isn't good for the neighbors. Go home already, this isn't the place for you to cause trouble."
"Spider-Man, this is none of your business, get out of here!"
As soon as Spider-Man finished speaking, Moira immediately told him to leave.
Clearly, she strongly resisted Spider-Man's intervention, especially since their side had gained a significant advantage after Logan and the others joined the battle.
"I know it has nothing to do with me, but I like to meddle in other people's business. Many criminals hate this behavior of mine, but fortunately, they can only hate me in prison now."
Spider-Man looked at Moira, whose mouth was chattering incessantly like a machine gun.
After recognizing Moira, he paused for a moment, then continued, "Madam, I think I've seen you before. By the way, Queens..."
boom!
The sudden gunshot interrupted Spider-Man's rambling, as bullets flew past him from behind.
Spider-Man on the telephone pole jolted and jumped up, the bullet almost grazing his mask.
The pistol hanging from the telephone pole also fell to the ground when Spider-Man let go.
Logan and Victor were the first to react, and they quickly rolled forward to grab the gun.
On the other side, Kingpin's men also paused for a moment before charging forward.
At this point in time, whoever gets the gun first has the advantage.
However, at that moment, several cars suddenly rushed out from the side, and after a perfect drift, they stopped right next to everyone.
The car door opened quickly, and a group of men armed with submachine guns jumped out of the car with practiced ease and pulled the triggers on the crowd without hesitation.
bang bang bang! ! !
A fierce, ear-piercing gunshot rang out, the muzzle of the submachine gun spewed flames, and a barrage of bullets came hurtling in.
"Stay hidden!"
McCain's expression changed, and he suddenly shouted, quickly hiding behind a wooden crate.
Logan and Victor reacted quickly, rolling behind the crate. Bullets grazed past them, and dozens of bullet holes were punched into the crate in front of them, sending wood chips flying.
"ah!!!"
On the other side, several cries of agony rang out.
Logan cautiously peeked out and saw that Kingpin's men had been shot multiple times and were lying in pools of blood, with several of them still alive and struggling in the blood.
But the newcomers obviously weren't going to let them off the hook. They pointed their guns at their heads and fired again, smashing the heads of those who weren't quite dead yet.
Upon seeing this, Logan's expression hardened, and he quickly pulled his head back, reminding the others, "They're a different group, not Kingpin's!"
Logan suddenly realized that the cause of this conflict was definitely not small, and the organization of this group was definitely not small. After all, those who dared to kill Kingpin's men in Hell's Kitchen were definitely not ordinary people!
McCain clearly understood this as well. Amidst the intense gunfire, he shouted at Moira behind another crate, "Moira, you have to tell us the truth! This can't just be a conflict. What's with these new guys?!"
The current situation has left McCain feeling lost.
Kingpin is already a formidable opponent, and if other forces are dragged into this, McCa is starting to worry about whether his group can return safely!
"Leave here first, I'll explain later!"
Moira cowered behind the box, forced to shout in response to the piercing gunfire.
"It's really lively today, so many people have come."
Spider-Man hid on a second-floor balcony, listening to the gunshots outside.
The newcomers clearly weren't going to let this "good neighbor" go either, and kept firing their guns at the balcony. Spider-Man had just peeked out when countless bullets came flying at him. Luckily, his spider-sense allowed him to pull his head back in time, dodging the hail of bullets.
He squatted on the balcony, rolled up his sleeves, looked at the simple spider silk projectile, and muttered, "Looks like we're running out of spider silk."
"Stop!"
Just then, a tall figure with light blue skin stepped out of the car.
At his command, the gunmen promptly released their triggers, and the whistling gunfire ceased instantly.
Moira peeked out slightly, and upon seeing the person's appearance, her brows furrowed instantly. "Tombstone, what's this guy doing here?"
As she spoke, she didn't forget to explain to Logan and the others, "This guy is one of Sylvieman's men, a subordinate of Kingpin's archenemy, and a superhuman. We need to be careful!"
It was clear that Moira took this person very seriously; her eyes were filled with solemnity.
"Damn it!"
McCa hid behind the wooden crate and cursed under his breath.
Logan, standing to the other side, also looked grave. Although he wasn't worried about the guy called Tombstone, he was reluctant to get involved in this kind of gang conflict.
These underground gangs are even more troublesome to deal with than the police.
"Moira, we need to get out of here quickly. The gunshots just now must have alerted the cops and the jury. They might already be on their way. It would be bad if the jury found us."
One of Moira's subordinates whispered a warning to her, glancing around uneasily.
The commotion here was considerable; the intense gunfire was unlikely to go unnoticed by the authorities, and the presence of Kingpin and Silverman's men was bound to attract attention.
Of course, the regular police officers aren't worried, but if the patrol team also gets involved in the investigation, it will be a big problem for them. Once those guys have their eyes on them, it's like being stuck with a piece of chewing gum, and it's hard to shake them off.
"Hey, we didn't agree to let you leave."
boom!
A figure suddenly landed. He was wearing a trench coat, had a stubble on his face, and was completely bald. Strangely, there was a brand-like mark on his forehead, and his eyes were full of mockery.
"Bullseye?"
Moira frowned, her eyes fixed on the man. Judging from her expression, this guy was clearly not someone to be trifled with.
Seeing this person appear, Logan couldn't help but mutter, "Looks like there's something here that Kingpin and Sylvie are both drooling over."
He knew this guy was an extremely ruthless killer, a master of throwing darts, and once his prey was locked on, it was very difficult for them to escape. His accuracy was even comparable to Hawkeye Barton from Avengers. Like Tombstone from before, he was a formidable superhuman.
Unlike Tombstone, however, he belonged to Kingpin and was Kingpin's chief assassin.
"Moira, if we don't leave now, it'll be really hard for us to leave later."
His subordinate, his brow furrowed, reminded him again.
Clearly, Bullseye's arrival instilled fear in him; that guy's ability to take lives was not something an ordinary person could handle.
Moira was well aware of this. The addition of Bullseye and Tombstone had made the situation extremely tense, not to mention the possibility of the cops and the disciplinary team appearing at any time. If they continued to hold out here, the situation would only become more difficult.
"Walk!"
Moira waved her hand, signaling everyone to leave quickly, and then she got up to leave.
But the tombstone and the bullseye on the other side exchanged a glance and then strode to block their way.
"I didn't say you could leave."
Bullseye took out a few darts from his belt, played with them in his hand, and looked at Moira and the others with a mocking expression.
"I don't want to get involved in your conflict."
Moira frowned as she looked at them and spoke again, "What you want to fight over has nothing to do with me, and I'm not interested. Just let us leave, and you two can fight however you want."
Tombstone, however, didn't believe Moira's words. Arms crossed, he wasn't about to let Moira and her group off the hook. "Go ahead and use that nonsense to fool others. No one in the world will refuse that shipment!"
Moira frowned, at a loss for what to do.
At this point, Bullseye and Tombstone were determined to join forces to deal with them.
Logan and Victor realized this as well. They gripped the guns they had just picked up and stared intently at the tombstone and bullseye opposite them. If anything seemed amiss, they would both raise their guns and fire at the same time.
While Bullseye and Tombstone were also wary of each other, their focus was clearly on Logan and his crew.
The atmosphere became extremely tense at this moment, and a battle was about to break out.
boom!
Just then, a figure slid down from the sky.
Spider-Man stood between the two sides, raising both hands to signal the two sides, who were on the verge of conflict, to calm down.
"Gentlemen, give me some face, each of you take a step back..."
boom!
Before Spider-Man could finish speaking, a piercing gunshot suddenly rang out.
Without hesitation, the tombstone on the other side raised its gun and pulled the trigger at Spider-Man.
Spider-Man jolted and quickly retreated to dodge. The bullets grazed his mask, and the acrid smell of gunpowder filled the air in front of him.
"Spider-Man, we're not interested in playing with you, get lost!"
Tombstone spoke coldly, his gaze fixed on Spider-Man, clearly disliking his intrusion.
Seeing this, Logan on the other side showed no mercy and immediately raised his gun to fire.
Victor followed closely behind, raising his gun and pulling the trigger towards Tombstone and his men.
If we don't deal with these two guys now, they'll have a hard time leaving.
Moira knew this too, and while ordering her men to retaliate, she told everyone to find cover.
Faced with Logan and his men's gunfire, Tombstone and Bullseye simultaneously dodged behind boxes for cover while returning fire.
The tombstone held a gun and kept pulling the trigger, while the bullseye was firing darts.
Seeing this, Spider-Man quickly stretched out his wrist, spitting out a web to hang on the balcony he had just been on, and jumped back onto the balcony, listening to the intense gunfight below.
"Okay, okay, it seems you all have a lot of tempers."
He looked speechlessly at the crowd below who were constantly exchanging fire, his tone full of helplessness.
From his perspective, Moira and her group were clearly at a disadvantage; they were outnumbered and their weapons were just simple pistols.
The Tombstones were not only numerous, but they were also all armed with submachine guns, firing bullets like they were free.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, McCain, who was hiding behind the box, plunged his hands into the ground, and his arms burst with golden light.
Then, he suddenly raised his hand.
The next moment, on the other side of the ground, the ground trembled, and dozens of spikes suddenly rose up from the ground. The sharp spikes easily pierced through the corpses of several enemies from bottom to top, and blood splattered everywhere.
One of the spikes was aimed at the tombstone.
But the tombstone noticed the anomaly on the ground immediately, its expression changed, and it suddenly leaped away.
However, the sharp spikes still managed to cut his thigh, and blood gushed out continuously.
"hiss!"
The stinging pain in his leg made Tombstone gasp, and his gaze turned incredibly ruthless.
"Damn mutants!"
He roared angrily, then turned and shouted to the people behind him, "Use sonic weapons!"
Upon hearing this, his men quickly dropped their submachine guns, ran to the car behind, and retrieved several guns that resembled horns but possessed a high-quality feel.
"emission!"
The tombstone roared and ordered its minions to fire.
Without hesitation, his men pointed the horns of their guns at Logan and his men and pulled the triggers!
hum!
The horn-shaped muzzle quickly emitted a charging sound, and the next moment the powerful sound wave almost materialized, blasting towards Logan and the others.
boom!!!
The piercing sound waves could penetrate any defense and struck McCa and the others directly. Instantly, McCa and the others felt a sharp pain in their brains and were forced to drop their weapons and cover their heads with their hands.
"ah!!!"
The stabbing pain in their heads made them feel as if their brains were being sawed back and forth, and the pain from the depths of their souls made them wail uncontrollably.
The intense sound waves continued relentlessly, and Moira's people completely lost their ability to move; the deep-seated anguish in their brains made it impossible for them to endure.
Only McCain, Moira, Victor, and a few others can still hold on.
"what!"
Despite the excruciating pain, McCa thrust his golden hands into the ground, gritting his teeth as he activated his power.
Can……
The intense pain made it impossible for him to concentrate. The ground trembled slightly before falling silent, and the golden light on his arm dissipated.
Even Spider-Man on the second-floor balcony was affected, kneeling on the ground, covering his head, and clenching his teeth.
However, compared to others, he was somewhat better off; at least he could still grit his teeth and had the ability to act.
Despite his discomfort, he leaned out from the balcony to look at the situation below.
"What is this thing...?"
He gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on the sonic weapons under Tombstone's command.
"Kill them!"
Seeing that Moira and the others had already been ravaged by the sonic weapon, Tombstone's face immediately showed disdain. He stood up from behind the wooden crate, waved his hand under his neck, and said, "Kill them!"
The subordinate immediately understood, took out several grenades from his waist, pulled the pins, and threw them at Logan and the others.
Seeing the grenade freefalling through the air, Spider-Man jolted awake and sprang to his feet to launch his webs to save the person.
But the sonic weapon attack made his legs weak, leaving him with no extra strength to move.
boom!
The grenade fell between Luo and the others, and it looked like it was about to explode.
Suddenly, a figure darted out, his muscular body like a vicious wolf, pinning several hand grenades beneath him.
Upon seeing this, Spider-Man's eyes widened instantly.
He never imagined that someone could possess such a spirit of dedication.
boom!
The grenade exploded violently, the powerful blast causing the surrounding walls to tremble uncontrollably and plaster to fall continuously.
At the epicenter of the explosion, flames instantly engulfed Logan's body, tearing his clothes to shreds and blasting the flesh from his arms to reveal the metallic bone beneath.
Spider-Man could hardly bear to look at it, and instinctively gasped, about to pull his head back.
But to his astonishment, Logan's physical body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The arm, its flesh torn apart, seemed to rewind time as chunks of flesh grew wildly, and in no time, the arm was completely restored.
As the explosion subsided, Logan suddenly stood up, and the flesh on his chest where the grenade had hit him was visibly restored to its original state.
In just a few seconds, his bloodied chest was completely restored. If it weren't for the fact that his clothes were completely shattered and still burning with small flames, no one would know that he had just been bombarded at close range by a grenade!
"How is this possible? This guy won't die?!"
Spider-Man was clearly seeing such a scene for the first time, and couldn't help but gasp, completely stunned.
"Damn it, who is this guy?"
Tombstone's expression hardened as he stared intently at Logan, the fierce glint in Logan's eyes sending chills down Logan's spine.
"As expected of Wolverine!"
Moira, who was being ravaged by the sonic weapon, looked at Logan with a face full of respect in addition to pain.
Logan stood still, the sonic weapon continuing its relentless bombardment, the almost tangible sound waves relentlessly ravaging his brain.
Feeling the discomfort in his body, Logan's eyes turned cold, staring at the enemy before him like a vicious wolf.
call out!
He charged forward, carrying the sonic weapon's blast, and in a flash, he pounced on the enemies wielding the sonic weapons, his sharp steel claws slashing down without hesitation.
Click!
In an instant, the enemy fell to the ground in terror, his body almost severed. The sonic weapon fell to the ground, and Logan did not hesitate to lift his foot and crush it.
Then he flashed away again, easily dispatching those henchmen in a few moves.
Blood splattered continuously, and wrecked remains littered the ground, filling the air with the stench of blood.
In less than three minutes, more than a dozen people collapsed to the ground, blood splattering everywhere.
The other henchmen behind them stood there dumbfounded, their faces filled with terror.
The tombstone on the other side was also frightened by the scene before it. It panicked and immediately opened fire.
Boom!
The bullet struck Logan in the chest, leaving several bloody holes.
Tombstone's expression brightened, thinking he could kill Logan now.
But soon, his expression froze again.
The bullet was squeezed out of Logan's muscles, and the wound visibly healed.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this!"
A look of terror spread across the tombstone's face.
The next moment, Logan suddenly appeared in front of the tombstone.
A cold glint flashed, and the steel claws slashed down.
The tombstone instinctively reached out to block.
Click!
The sharp steel claws easily severed the tombstone's arm, and blood spurted out instantly.
The excruciating pain in his arm caused Tombstone's expression to change drastically. He clutched his severed limb and stumbled backward, howling in agony.
Seeing this, Bullseye on the other side also panicked, withdrew the dart he was about to shoot at Logan, and turned around to run away.
From the fate of the tombstone, he already knew that this guy was beyond his ability to deal with!
Logan heard the noise behind him, glanced to the side, and then suddenly lunged forward.
The next moment, he appeared in front of Bullseye.
Bullseye's expression suddenly changed, his eyes filled with fear. "No, let's talk this out..."
Before he could finish speaking, a cold light flashed, and steel claws slashed across his head without hesitation.
puff!
Blood gushed out like a fountain, and Bullseye's head rolled down like a ball.
The head, now devoid of a body, quickly dimmed, its dying gaze fixed on Logan in terror…
"My God!"
From the second-floor balcony, Spider-Man witnessed the entire event.
Watching Logan kill more than ten people in a matter of minutes, Peter Parker, behind his mask, was completely stunned and shocked.
(End of this chapter)