People In Marvel, System Attackers

Chapter 223 Donald Pierce

Donald Pierce was holding a stainless steel dinner plate, scooping food into his mouth one by one. His expression is not very good, obviously the taste of the food is a bit bad.

After finally eating, Donald said:

“I said you bastards, murder and arson, smugglers, drug dealers, kidnapping and extortion… have done so many sacred things, but I ended up in this kind of beggar hut and eat this kind of pig food. Go out and find a factory to work hard. Isn’t it good?”

“When I was young, my mother told me that food should not be wasted. As a good child who listened to my mother, I tried to eat pig food. But I am definitely not in a beautiful mood…So, my problem is that I have earned so much money. Why eat pig food and keep a custom diamond coffin for yourself?”

The more he spoke, the more angry he was, and the stainless steel dinner plate was folded in half with a “click”, then folded in half, and finally squeezed into an iron ball.

There were eight people in front of Donald, six of whom were members of the gang who attacked Mike and them last night. They were lined up, kneeling on the ground, holding their heads in their hands. The other two were Donald’s men, they held guns and pointed them at the kneeling six.

Donald slapped the iron ball in his hand and suddenly threw it out.

boom!

Hit a hole in the thin iron wall directly.

“It’s much more comfortable now, people, if you have grievances or anger, you should really vent them in time, otherwise sooner or later they will change.”

Donald smiled, “Go ahead, where is the surveillance video of the gold bar looting before? Who was robbing the gold bar?”

The leaders of the six people swallowed their saliva and said, “We are working for the Aganod drug cartel. My wife and children are in their hands. If they say that, they will die.”

“Well, it makes sense.”

Donald suddenly drew his gun and shot it headshot.

Red and white splashed all over the floor.

The other five people were taken aback.

“Since you don’t say it, it’s useless to keep it. Bah! Why do scumbags marry a wife and have children? I don’t have a B number in my heart.” Donald pointed his gun at the other one, “Your wife and children are also in someone else’s hands. ?”

The man shook his head and said with a trembling, “No, my brother and his family are in their hands.”

Donald gave a devilish smile: “Then you need a choice, brother or yourself? Say I want information, hand over what I want, and let you go.”

The opponent’s two mercenaries said, “Give it to you. I want the answer in fifteen minutes.”

After speaking, I walked out, returned to the car outside, took out the cigarette, waited for about ten minutes, and then returned to the house.

The remaining five people died, cutting their throats.

“Fuck!”

Donald couldn’t help being rude, “Are these people so tough? I was so shocked.”

One of the subordinates said: “There are only two stiff mouths, and the others are all recruited.”

Donald blinked:

“…”

“I said, I will let them go if I get what I want. You guys are so distrustful of me, damn it!”

As he said, Donald kicked his hands.

The subordinates grieved: “I thought you were talking about it for fun.”

“I spit a nail, when did I talk about it?” Donald became even more angry.

He pressed the heads of two of his men: “Apologize to the three innocent victims, sincerely apologize.”

“I’m sorry!” ×2.

The two subordinates bowed to the corpse, and murmured in their hearts at the same time: “The boss is really neurotic…”

According to the information asked, Donald quickly got the surveillance video. It turned out that the video was stored in the vault, and it was put together with a large amount of cash and gold bars. No wonder these people dare not say it casually.

The subordinates loaded the drug money into the car, and Donald checked the surveillance video.

“Sure enough, it’s Wolverine, why are there two? And so young and so fierce, it doesn’t look like a degenerate look.”

On the laptop screen, two Wolverines are killing the Quartet.

“Interesting, interesting.”

Donald shines, pulls off his gloves, reveals his mechanical hand, and makes a fist. A punch on the door of the car, leaving a fist mark.

Wolverine lives in seclusion on the border of Mexico, but mainly works in the United States. It’s not difficult to find him every day in and out of the country.

An old Wolverine with degraded Ability, who would be interested. If it wasn’t for hunting down mice that escaped from the laboratory, Donald would not follow Wolverine.

Wolverine was once Donald’s idol. Donald looked at the aging Wolverine, feeling sad and lacking in interest. Seeing Wolverine regaining his youth on the screen, Donald immediately became excited.

Finally had a chance to defeat his idol…This is exactly what Donald wanted.

Donald closed the computer and opened a bag containing the drug money he had just received.

He picked up a wad of ten thousand dollars and threw it to one of his men, and said: “The prey is found, hunt tonight. Everyone has ten thousand dollars as a supper after the hunt.”

Donald’s men suddenly cried and howled.

“Alkali Biogene Research Institute…”

Mike is looking at the information collected by J.A.R.V.I.S. This is a study set up in Mexige, but it was cancelled not long ago.

J.A.R.V.I.S discovered that the funder of Alkali Biogenetic Research Institute is a leather bag company in the United States.

After tracking the source of funds, J.A.R.V.I.S has associated dozens of large multinational companies.

To put it simply, the man behind Mutant’s almost extinction is absolutely wealthy.

This was expected by Mike.

One said that Roar entered Mike’s field of vision: Mr. S.

Old Logan said solemnly, “Is this the culprit?”

“It’s not clear for the time being.” Mike said: “However, it will be clear soon. Now, we have new guests. Go out and solve it.”

The two Wolverines got up at the same time and walked out murderously.

Old Charles closed his eyes and opened it after a while, and said, “These people are well-armed and well-trained. They are far from the gang members of yesterday.”

Old Charles’ subtext is: Can Logan handle it?

“Without Adamantium bullets, it can’t cause fatal damage to Logan. It doesn’t matter, it’s a bit of twists and turns at best.” Mike gave Old Charles a strange look. “Speaking of which, you are the one who knows them best.”

Old Charles was silent for a while, and finally did not speak.

There was loud gunfire outside.

The two mercenaries got the order of Donald and walked back in. The pale skin and the big-eyed Caliban were the first to see, so scared that they almost pulled the trigger.

Then there was the old Charles who was sitting paralyzed—not threatening at all.

Finally, Mike sat in a chair with a calm expression and was drinking coffee.

“hands up!”

Shouted the two mercenaries. They were holding guns and did not let their guard down because the three of them were unarmed.

Caliban raised his hand reflexively, like a spring.

Old Charles smiled.

The two mercenaries pointed their guns at Mike and told them directly that Mike was the most dangerous person.

Their instincts are correct. The problem is that they didn’t directly tell them how dangerous it was.