The Godfather of American Comics

"Wow, wow!"

Hearing the cries, Marco became extremely irritable.

He is not a good-tempered person. If it weren't for the 5000 million starting point, he would have strangled this little guy to death.

"Don't you fucking cry!"

He roared angrily, and little Hope seemed to be frightened, her eyes widened.

Her little mind couldn't understand why when she woke up this time, she saw not that familiar face, but another man with a ferocious face.

Now she can only cry and cry.

Looking at little Hope's expression, Marco grinned.

"Are you very proud now?"

Suddenly, a cold, unfamiliar voice sounded behind him.

He was startled and quickly grabbed the gun on the table.

but……

A bright knife flashed, and his hand and gun were cut in half.

"Ahhh!"

Marco screamed, looking at the broken palm, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he almost fainted.

"To shut up."

The cold voice sounded again, and Marco finally saw the speaker clearly.

Yes, ghost! ?

He held his broken hand in pain, gritted his teeth tightly, and did not dare to make a sound.

How is that possible?

How could they be found so quickly?

The baby had been with him for less than half an hour, right? The Russian mafia hadn't even arrived yet, and he was already chasing her?

Ignoring the screaming Marco, Weller picked up the crying Hope.

As if she noticed something, little Hope opened her eyes and looked around. When she saw a familiar face, she immediately stopped crying.

Weller smiled slightly, took out the bottle from his pocket and stuffed it into the little guy's mouth.

The temperature was just right, and he made the milk powder before looking for Hope.

Marco gritted his teeth, looked at the ghost comforting the baby, slowly took two steps back, then opened the door and rushed out.

Great, that damn ghost didn't catch up.

He is dead!

Feeling the severe pain in his palm, he shouted with a ferocious face: "Fake! Fake! Someone is coming!"

"Ah."

Listening to the roar outside, Weller chuckled.

So stupidly cute.

In fact, he could have killed the other party directly, killed the black policeman quietly, and left like that.

But Brian still wanted to find his daughter, so he could only create opportunities for her.

"Whoosh!"

A dark shadow flashed into the office.

"found it."

Parker spoke to Wheeler.

Weller nodded, put Little Hope, who was sucking hard, on the table, and said to Parker, "Keep an eye on her for me."

Parker barked and wagged his tail.

Although it is not a fighting ninja dog, it is still a ninja dog and still has some fighting ability.

Weller casually grabbed the clothes thrown aside, covered the unconscious woman, opened the door and walked out.

Little Hope has been found and it's cleanup time.

Just take it as a good deed.

clack.

Weller closed the door, walked to the stairs outside, and looked through the window at more and more gang members downstairs. He walked down step by step, and the fire in his heart became stronger and stronger with his steps. Add exuberance.

Seeing Weller walking down slowly, Marco, who was about to faint from pain, shouted loudly: "Kill him! Just kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, gunshots rang out.

But compared to the Russian mafia that besieged him before, these guys are not enough.

Most were pistols, with only a few automatic rifles.

Although this kind of firepower is not weak, it has dropped by more than one or two grades compared to the threat just now.

But Weller did not take it lightly.

After all, if these bullets hit his vitals, he would still die.

The flame vortex reappeared with the waving blade, and while blocking the bullets one by one, Weller rushed out of the vortex like a ball of flames.

Breath of Fire·One Type·Shiranui, continuous Shiranui!

Weller shuttled through the battlefield, the burning energy in his body roaring crazily, making him faster and faster.

The flame burned on the blade, and little bits of flames flew behind Weiler. As Weiler waved the blade, the splashing blood bloomed like blood lotuses.

When the firepower was not enough to suppress Weller, he was simply unstoppable on this battlefield.

one two Three……

The enemies fell one by one, and as the number of enemies decreased one by one, the firepower gradually weakened.

Suddenly, the threat from these enemies to Weller weakened again.

At the same time, when Brian saw the gangsters who were patrolling leaving the warehouse and starting to gather in the open space in front of the warehouse, he finally understood what the opportunity in Weller's words meant.

Without hesitation, he rushed into the warehouse, looking for his daughter.

Without a single enemy, everyone went to deal with the ghost, and Brian had an unimpeded journey.

Finally, when the sound of fighting not far away gradually stopped, he found his daughter, Kim Mills.

"Little Jin."

Brian softly called to his daughter who was huddled in the corner of the cage. Seeing that she was only wearing thin underwear, he felt pity and anger rising in his heart.

Xiao Jin, who was in a trance, heard his father's shouts, looked over with dull eyes, and then rushed over.

"Dad, dad, you, you are finally here! Save me! Save me!"

Brian touched his daughter's face and opened the cage under Xiao Jin's longing eyes.

Xiao Jin rushed into Brian's arms, trembling slightly, and burst into tears.

The father and daughter hugged tightly. Brian put the leather jacket on his daughter and said, "Get out of here first."

Xiao Jin nodded, but couldn't help but said: "Others?"

"Call the police when we leave and they will take care of it."

Brian whispered, looked at the door of the warehouse, heard that there was no movement outside, and had an idea in his mind that made him feel a little bold.

Could it be that that ghost has killed everyone?

He took his daughter's hand and walked towards the warehouse door. He looked out and his expression was shocked.

There were corpses in the open space in front of the warehouse, and the ghost was standing in the center holding a baby. In front of the ghost, a naked black man was kneeling and begging loudly for mercy.

"what!"

When Xiao Jin saw what was happening outside, his face turned pale with fright.

"You found your daughter."

Weller turned to look at the warehouse.

Brian grabbed Xiao Jin's hand and walked out, saying at the same time: "Thank you."

Weller nodded, his eyes falling on Sam kneeling in front of him again.

When he cleaned up these scum and went upstairs to pick up little Hope, the scum quietly ran out of the basement of the two-story building and tried to escape.

But as soon as he ran to the open space in front of the small building, Weller stood in front of this scumbag.

So, the scumbag's body went limp and he knelt down, crying bitterly and begging Weller to spare his life.

"Don't make it look so ugly."

Weller said calmly, and put the knife in his hand on the other person's forehead. With just a slight force, the tip of the knife penetrated lightly.