Marvel's Rampage

Chapter 91 Is it you, blind monk?

"Port, pier... Come, let's see how many ports there are in Manhattan." At least he got some useful information from the fat man. Xue Pan took out his mobile phone and prepared to search for where it would be more convenient to continue.

You know, he came to Manhattan's Hell's Kitchen at night to chat with a fat man weighing more than 200 pounds. This was not just for heart-to-heart talk.

The system task requires rescuing a certain number of people, and this guy thought of this Russian gangster human smuggling detention center.

He knew that he had accidentally broken in here because he was running a mission a few days ago, but at that time he was eager to hunt down a group of Japanese Yakuza members, so he indirectly threatened Fatty Paul, who was guarding the door and watching a movie.

But what he didn't expect was that when the coward saw Xue Pan, who was covered in blood and still had some small things that didn't belong to him, he knelt down on the spot and explained everything clearly to Xue Pan like a barrage of bullets. It’s hard not to remember.

Fortunately, the things you remember are always useful, so Xue Pan came to your door tonight.

Originally, the gang's human smuggling detention center was such a good mission location. It was possible to save people and gain experience in one step, so there was no need to run around the city.

But just because several Japanese Yakuza members were dismantled nearby a few days ago, the Russians became vigilant and moved them directly, which led to the scene where Xue Pan had just had a heart-to-heart talk with Paul.

"Cruise Terminal...South Street Seaport...Upper New York Bay...Lower New York Bay...East River Terminal...Manhattan West Bank Port...Why are there so many?" Looking at Google Maps, the number Xue Pan couldn't help but curse at the numerous ports and terminals.

But people still need to be saved.

Referring to the map, the boy selected New York Harbor, the closest and largest port in Upper New York Bay to Hell's Kitchen.

In fact, Xue Pan is not dissatisfied with these normal small jobs of killing people or rescuing people. Compared with those tasks with weird content, these are probably similar to the errand tasks in the game, which always give him the opportunity to have more contact with people. Some mobs with generous rewards.

In comparison, these tasks, which are roughly equivalent to the rewards of a few mobs, are more like the system... or the means used by No. 3 to subtly change people's hearts.

Xue Pan had vaguely noticed that something was wrong, but he was addicted to completing tasks and could not extricate himself.

This is just like playing a game. Upgrading, unlocking equipment, and learning new skills are always so fascinating.

The pier in Upper New York Bay is not empty. Various loading and unloading equipment, large and small, are arranged in an orderly manner in the open-air yard of the port area. Although there is not a single person visible from the door, it does not look eerie. The high pole lights on The bright light is enough to dispel the uneasiness caused by darkness.

But just like the inevitable shadows cast by light, the gangsters in New York City won't let the pier be as peaceful as it seems.

Xue Pan bypassed the security guard at the door and climbed into the pier, quickly checking the activities in various areas.

After passing the warehouse area and the bulk cargo area, the buttocks of several white vans that did not belong to the terminal were exposed from the secluded depths of the container area. The red taillights allowed Xue Pan to see them from a distance.

If you listen carefully, you can even vaguely hear the screams of some women calling for help.

"Good luck~" The boy was satisfied with the first place he chose to search.

He took out his hood and put it on his head, then reached out and pulled out the pistol from his waist in preparation.

But after thinking about it, he threw the pistol into the Hudson River far away, and took out the buzzing ax from his backpack... The quality of something not produced by the system is still not guaranteed.

"Help, help, help me." The screams became clearer as he got closer.

Xue Pan walked to the back of the car carrying the ax and looked into the gap between the containers under the cover of the car lights.

Two men were holding a young woman with one hand and trying to force her into one of the containers.

Opposite them there was a black man and a fat white man sitting on the edge of the river eating a sandwich.

"Hey, hey, shut up." The black man interrupted the women's screams loudly: "Each of you is worth 1000 yuan, so if you quiet down, I will give you a bucket if you don't shut up... ” He raised the stun baton in his other hand and pressed the switch.

The blue electric arc stimulated these sensitive women, and one of them who was closest could not help but scream again.

The black man breathed out through his nose impatiently, dropped the plastic bucket, grabbed the screaming woman with one hand, and stabbed the electric shock stick hard towards the abdomen.

"Ahhhh..." The woman who was electrocuted screamed and lost the ability to resist. She was dragged into the container by the black man with one hand. The other three women were also thrown in by the captors.

Their legs and feet were weak and they knelt down in the container, crying and begging: "No, no, please..."

"Forget it, you can scream whatever you want," the black man opened his arms and looked at these miserable women and said with a smile: "Come on, scream as hard as you can, scream loudly, it's okay, no one here cares. Hahahaha..."

"Uh...bang" A sudden muffled groan and a crashing sound interrupted the black man's arrogant laughter.

Several people present suddenly turned around, only to find that one of their companions had disappeared.

As a soft sound of metal cutting into bones came from the side of the car, the black man and his white friend wearing a hat immediately took out their pistols and loaded them, and surrounded the car from both sides of the car slowly and cautiously.The women who were already frightened did not even dare to scream.

However, what was waiting for them was a short-handled harpoon shot out from the dazzling light. The sharp spear point pierced the hat-wearing shoulder and dragged him irresistibly towards the van.

There was another soft impact, and the white guy wearing a hat rubbed his back against the front of the car, completely breaking the rearview mirror that had been hit for the second time, and was finally dragged towards the rear of the van.

"Stop!" an anxious voice suddenly sounded from the container on the side of the van. I don't know whether this sentence was said to the black man who wanted to shoot, or to the heroic Xue Pan.

Anyway, the nervous black guy decisively turned the gun and fired several shots at the black figure that suddenly appeared above... No matter who he was, he was definitely not with him.

But this uninvited guest seemed to have expected it, and he dodged with quick movements, avoiding all the bullets.

Xue Pan stepped on the white man wearing a hat who was being crossed over. He couldn't help but raised his head at the attraction of this mysterious visitor.

This uninvited friend probably likes black, black tactical boots, black tights, black tight long-sleeved T-shirts, and a black bandana on his head that only exposes his mouth and chin, completely blocking his eyes. Living.

Xue Pan's eyes widened in surprise and asked: "Blind monk, is that you, blind monk?"