Meiman: Get a Ghost Rider at the beginning

"Humph, I met a nosy person."

Madam Gao looked resentful, "He is not very strong, but he has a strange flame on his body. If it sticks to a bit, it will be like a tarsal insect, which cannot be shaken off. And the most dangerous thing is that the opponent seems to have a certain degree of immortality." body."

"Not only was he pierced through the heart by me, he was fine, but he was still alive and kicking even when he was hit by a rocket. Now the opponent seems to be coming towards our Hand. We have to kill him."

Several other people began to whisper, and some expressed doubts about Mrs. Gao's remarks. After all, the Hand was not a whole, but more like an alliance.

The five people each have their own power, subordinates and gangs. They just stick together to keep warm, but it does not mean that everyone spends money together. They usually work hard to make money.

Of course, externally, they are still very united.

Mrs. Gao said: "I checked, he uses fire and likes riding motorcycles. He is a bit like the most mysterious Ghost Rider in New York recently. It is said that he destroyed the Continental Hotel, and the identity of the other party is suspected to be a man named Roger. The Exorcist."

Another person answered: "Roger? That's no wonder. The person who can hang a reward of [-] million US dollars, but makes the Continental Hotel dare not move, is not easy to mess with."

"Okay." Alexandra, as the mastermind of the Hand, interrupted the conversation of several people. "No matter whether the other party is coming for us or not, we must be prepared. If they don't mess with us, that's it. Dare Come, kill him and let others know that our Hand is not so easy to mess with."

After that, the five people began to break up the meeting. These five people were: Alexandra, Mrs. Gao, Botu, Suowanda and Murakami.

Several of them were from Kunlun. Later, they used dragon bone fossils to achieve immortality and were expelled from the school.

But they lived for hundreds of years, and after hundreds of years, even a pig became a martial arts master.

Although these people are very old, their bodies still retain the vitality of their youth, and due to their extremely high martial arts skills, ordinary people cannot defeat them.

Most people don't know how many trump cards they hide, and they like to stick together, which is why they haven't been wiped out for so many years.

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"I wonder if these weapons are enough?" Roger moved the weapons here early the next morning and placed them at home. There was a room full of AKs, M4A1s and other rifles. There were not many, close to a hundred. , but there are more bullets.

The bearded Lao Lei said that because he was full of time, many of them were obtained from others, and he did not have time to check them one by one, so he gave Roger a box of mechanical lubricating oil and asked Roger to lubricate and check it himself.

Fortunately, the AK weapon has a special feature, that is, it is very easy to disassemble and assemble its parts, so several clones were assigned to help with assembly and inspection.

bell bell -

"Huh?! Who's looking for me?" Roger picked up the phone with a question mark on his face, "Hey, who is this?"

"Your weapons are not enough to destroy the Hand." A hoarse male voice came from the phone.

"Huh? Who are you? Are you monitoring me?" Roger was startled and quickly looked around to see if a rocket had flown in.

"Are you the black man who hid in the dark and sniped at Mrs. Gao that day?"

There was silence on the phone for a moment, and the hoarse voice came again, "I'm not black..."

"If you want to wipe out the Hand, you can go to XXXX in the suburbs. In a warehouse there, there are some gadgets I prepared, which should be able to help you."

"Hey, you actually want to eliminate the Hand. Let's make an appointment to meet... Hello? Why did you hang up the phone?" Roger looked unhappy. This guy obviously wanted him to be The cannon fodder rushes forward while hiding behind to harvest the BOSS. This is what I have always done...

Cannon fodder is cannon fodder, as long as it’s beneficial——

I drove to the place mentioned by the man in black on the phone, which was an abandoned factory. I went inside and searched, and then opened the warehouse in the factory to take a look.

"Good guy, did this guy rob the arsenal?" Roger stared at the arsenal in front of him in stunned silence.

From Colt pistols and revolvers to heavy machine guns Gatling M240, they are all available, and RPGs are a piece of cake.

"Hey guys, this is a Browning M2, this is a Negev light machine gun, an M60 machine gun, a Thompson? M14 automatic rifle."

There are even a lot of bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets, and they are all Level [-] bulletproof protective equipment.

Looking at the room full of firearms and military supplies, Roger drooled. So what are you waiting for?Pack them all up and take them away——

After Roger left with satisfaction, a man in black drove a car to the factory. He also came to replenish the weapons. When he opened it, he was dumbfounded.

"Where are my weapons? Have they all been emptied by that guy?" The man in black looked at the empty warehouse blankly. Oh no, there were still a few bullets that had accidentally fallen on the ground.

That day I saw that the other party had no weapons, so I thought he was a poor man. He believed that the enemy of his enemy was his friend, and wanted to send the other party to get some better weapons before he died. However, this man did not follow martial ethics and emptied his inventory directly. ...

The man in black was extremely depressed and simply gave up on the warehouse. It was easy to get guns, but it was not easy to get so many different types of collections.

Fortunately, I didn't plan to rush ahead alone, let that guy be cannon fodder first. The man in black kept comforting himself, turned around and got into his car. He wanted to rush to one of his safe houses, where there were still some His stockpile of firearms.

Look carefully, there is a dark skull painted on the chest of the man in black driving the car...

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"Let's go, the scum of the Hand will be eradicated at the root. If they are offended, then they will all be destroyed." Roger murmured to himself.

He had already found out the headquarters of the Hand through the local snake and the bearded Lao Lei. It was located in an industrial park on the outskirts of New York, and all the factories in it belonged to them.

Use a chemical factory to cover it up, and then transport the semi-finished products out and make them into finished washing powder for Mrs. Gao's processing factory in a deserted place. The profit can be hundreds of times higher if resold.

For fear of leaking secrets, Heshou would directly buy the entire industrial park. Anyway, land in this country is very cheap, and with the large-scale exodus of manufacturing industries, local factories are not only not taxed, but are subsidized because it can drive employment.

But the Industrial Zone of the Hand Association is like selling sheep over dogs. They are all their own people, and the outermost workers have no idea what they do.

It's not just a show. With a real industry, they can easily launder money. Otherwise, the large sum of money from selling washing powder will never be seen.

It was also a dark and windy night, a day of murder and arson. Roger first sent out his specialty, Goblin, to detect the people inside.

The reason why we chose to attack at night is that it is convenient for the Ghost Rider to transform and use, and the other reason is that ordinary workers do not have to worry about hurting innocent people when they get off work.

Those ordinary people who were recruited by the Hand to work also worked eight hours a day and did not work overtime all night. When it was past twelve o'clock, Roger would sneak into their lair.

Not long after sneaking in, I discovered that something was different here. There were actually people patrolling?And he's not just an ordinary person, he's a security guard dressed as a ninja with certain martial arts skills.

"What the hell is this era? You are still playing ninja tricks, letting you know that if you fall behind, you will be beaten." Roger murmured, "Come out, my Burning Legion."

The projection spell was activated, and one clone after another appeared directly. The difference was that the old Loki was green, and Roger was the color of fire.

Each projection clone has three guns, one pistol, one AK as backup, and one for assault, some are Thompsons and some are M60s.

The leader is a Tom Cruise and Arnold, an M60 heavy machine gun, a Gatling, and a box full of bullet chains on his back. These two were specially made by Roger to increase their magic power. Unlike the Just like the other clones, they were shot in the head and died.

"Let's go, a small team of five people, and fuck those scumbags from the Hand Association."

"Haha, we don't have to charge with the bench this time."

"Hey, hey, main body, do you have a small speaker? I want to shout for them to surrender, but there are all Azu outside."

The other one slapped him directly, "Idiot, this is Arnold, you should say that there are Terminators outside."

"No, it's Stallone. It should be said that everyone outside is Brother Long."

"Okay, okay." Roger covered his head, his head hurting a little, "You guys should separate and start taking action quickly. Stop inking. It's only when I see you that I realize how annoying I am."

"receive."

"As ordered."

After dozens of projection teams separated, Roger created another batch, and the cycle continued until more than 150 were completed.

There are too many, and my head hurts. If it is a building, it will be much more convenient than this. The projection created by the old Loki is obviously a higher level, and he can even use spells.

Roger felt that he was slowly mastering the advanced version. After all, with more practice, he would naturally become familiar with the advanced projection.

boom! ~

There was an explosion in the distance, and Roger knew that his Burning Legion had begun to attack.

"Kill, kill these outdated things."

Roger's projection clone charged forward with excitement on his face, while the Hand thugs on the opposite side were stunned.

Where did this heavily armed man come from?

"Haha, a bunch of outdated gadgets are still acting like ninjas. Is it useful to us?" A projection clone that looked like Tom Cruise directly picked up the AK and swished it into a bunch of peanuts.

A group of ninjas all received their lunch boxes, but they didn't realize what was going on.

Some others woke up, took out darts and pistols, and started to fight back.

"Hey, there are also pistols. It doesn't seem so outdated."

That's right. In a country of firearms, how can we not use pistols?

The mirror clones began to fight with each other.

At this time, a man in black hiding in the dark saw this scene using military night vision binoculars.

"This guy is simply not human. Where did you find so many desperadoes?"

The man in black looked confused. Last time at Madam Gao's place, and again here, it was even more explosive. It looked like a special force fighting against gangs.