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East of Upper New York Harbor.

Originally, even at night, there would be people patrolling here, but tonight is a little different, and no one will bother you.

As one of the famous gangsters in New York, the Viper Gang is going to trade here tonight, so they will naturally spend money to manage these people.

"Boss, why did you choose to trade in such a place?"

The crowd of about 50 people has all gathered here, and in front of it is a table and two chairs, one of which already has an owner.

A strong man in a black suit with a cigar in his hand is sitting there. As the leader of the Viper Gang, he must personally preside over this transaction tonight.

"There are a large number of containers around here as obstacles, and the interior is the same as the maze, you can escape as long as you hide in it."

"There is also enough distance from those **** police officers. This kind of place is naturally a particularly suitable place for trading."

Billy glanced at his little brother lightly and said, now he is more and more aware of how stupid his gang is, and he can't see such a simple thing.

The most important thing is that this place has been completely blocked by Billy. Today, neither DP nor money can escape his grasp.

About fifteen minutes passed.

A convoy of eight regular Ford Explorers began to pull in, and the dazzling lights fascinated everyone.

"Oh, dear Mr. Billy, let's celebrate tonight's happy deal!"

Walking down with a carload of people, the leader looked at Billy who was ready, greeted him generously, and then sat in front of him.

The two men's subordinates are also very tacit understanding. Ten members from each of the two groups of people came out and began to spread around to act as sentries.

Inside, the two parties are about to start a transaction. Billy's remaining DPs are running out, and those customers are all in a hurry.

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Outside the port terminal.

A black modified Lexus was parked here, and Gasko in the driver's seat watched the gathering of the two sides.

"Master, I'm going to take action now. Next, I'll switch the contact to receive mode."

After preparing the props on his lower body, Gasco said a word and adjusted the contactor, opened the door and rushed out, merging into the darkness with a single stride.

Originally, he wanted to enter directly, but after seeing so many teams, Gasco decisively gave up the idea. He couldn't stand the more than 100 people.

And Kyle, who was in the manor, also smiled helplessly. To be honest, he was also a little surprised by this battle.

Originally thought it was a small transaction, but seeing so many people, Kyle knew that this time it was a big fish.

The night is getting darker, and the moonlight is also blocked by dark clouds.

"There are seven guards at the front door, as well as three secret posts... Take care of the people in the high places first."

After finding the hidden guard through infrared detection, Gasco took the sniper rifle behind him, knocked down the enemy at the top with one shot, and then sneaked in with the help of the night.

Because of the change from frontal intrusion to secret assassination, Gasco naturally had to make some preparations, such as installing silencers on all firearms.

"Next, there are three dark whistle."

Gasco pressed the button on the goggles, the blue control panel in front of him instantly turned red, and the three white human figures above were all displayed.

These goggles, which were made by Celtic, have multiple uses. He plans to contact Tony Stark later.

There is no other reason, that is, the other party's scientific research ability is high enough, and Kyle feels that some of the auxiliary props in his conception need his help.

After all, in the Marvel world, high-IQ talents are basically a little faulty. Either genetic mutation or super technology, or they will suddenly become magicians.

Putting the sniper rifle behind him, Gasco pulled two pistols from his legs, one rolled over to the back of the container, and aimed directly at the three whistleblowers.

"Bye!"

Even with the silencer installed, there was still a gunshot sound no less than a small firecracker, but it didn't attract attention.

In the container about 60 meters on the right, six gun-toting gang members who smoked each other behind were talking.

Gasco took out two short knives from his legs, reintegrated into the night, and began to sneak there.

After crossing several containers, Gasco came not far in front of the last few enemies, and looked at the six with cold eyes.

The figure flashed, and in five steps, he crossed the remaining few meters and rushed directly to the opponent, his eyes full of killing.

It attacked like a cheetah, and the short knife in his hand pierced through a person's throat instantly with the speed of thunder.

Blood spurted out from the wound instantly, but Gasco had expected to dodge first, and cut one of the other's throats before the remaining five could react.

It wasn't until the two companions died that the remaining four people reacted, panicked to find their weapons, and at the same time wanted to remind their companions by shouting.

But how could Gasco give them this chance? A high-side kick knocked the person in front of him to the ground. UU read www.uukanshu.com quickly pulled out the pistol, and directly loaded the pistol with a heel kick.

With his fingertips, he pulled the trigger, and with three flashes of fire, all six gang members were eliminated, and it took 15 seconds.

"Gasco, someone with special training can do this. What I want to see is your true strength."

Kyle, who has been watching the battle, also conveyed his opinion through the contactor. If Natasha or Hawkeye were replaced, they could quickly get rid of this group of people.

And what he wanted to see was Gasco's true strength, the strength after the evolution of crystal No. 7.

"As you wish, young master."

Taking off the silencer on the pistol, Gasco shot the man on the ground who had been knocked unconscious.

Since Kyle wants to see his true strength, Gasco is welcome, and he can just enter directly.

He now found that this group of people are basically no different from ordinary people except that they have weapons in their hands.

Maybe the body is stronger than normal people, but without any special training, it is no longer comparable to Gasco.

"Not good! Something went wrong."

After taking off the silencer, the sound of gunfire was very loud, and was directly heard by the two parties who were trading.

Soon, the two leaders knew that something had happened, and immediately picked up each other's suitcases, not even bothering to negotiate terms.

"Dale, take your people, let's go."

Billy said with a gloomy expression, he really couldn't understand how his trading place was exposed, unless there was an inner ghost in the gang.

And the party that made the deal with Billy was in some trouble at the moment. Two grenades were thrown from nowhere and just fell into the center of the crowd.