Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 120 The Werewolf in the Sewer

"My ass!"

In the dark sewer, there was a miserable howl,
The shrill sound frightened several black mice that came out to look for food to flee in a hurry.

"Shut up, Mickey! Your ass is fine, we're in big trouble!"

Michelangelo Mickey looked at Rafael Raff who was squatting in front of him with confused eyes, and then at the human soldiers patrolling with guns beside him, feeling a little confused about the situation for a while.

"Listen, Mickey, they're here to trouble those werewolves, and they need us to lead them the way to the base camp of those werewolves. We just took this opportunity to drive these werewolves out of the sewer..."

"Hey, I said bro, what's up with your hand?"

Mickey stared at Raphael Raff's wrist,

Both of Rafael Raff's wrists were wrapped in thick gauze.

Raphael Raff subconsciously retracted his hands behind his back, and put his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened:
"Nothing, just fell and dislocated my wrist!
Mitch, this is a chance, as long as this group of humans wipe out those damn werewolves, we won't have to move...

Hey, what are you doing..."

Ralph Raff quickly grabbed the hand of Michelangelo Mickey with his hand,
Stopping him from pulling out the nunchucks around his waist, he gently shook his head at him.

Michelangelo Mickey looked at Raphael Raff's wrist wrapped in white medical gauze, and his eyes under the orange blindfold were full of anger:
"They hurt you, Raff, I'm going to teach them a lesson!"

"Don't be impulsive, Mitch, we are not their opponents!"

Raphael, who had always been impulsive, turned into a calm one at this time.

"Remember that little prop Taylor made for us? Calm down, don't be impulsive!"

Michelangelo Mickey's heart moved when he heard Raphael Raff's words.

If he remembered correctly, the small prop Taylor made for them recently was an orientation device that displayed the direction in real time.

After pressing the switch, the alarm system on the Taylor computer can be automatically triggered.

In other words, Taylor and the others have now discovered their situation.

What they need to do now is to stall for time, waiting for Da Vinci and Tyro to come to the rescue.

At that time, with the strength of the four of them, they will definitely be able to beat this group of people to the ground.

Wanting to understand this, he slowly let go of the nunchuck.

"Have you guys finished your discussion, boy, now that your brother is awake, hurry up and lead the way!"

Frank, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, stood in front of two ninja turtles less than 1.6 meters tall, and suddenly a shadow fell.

Michelangelo Mickey looked up from the corner of the cube soldier's searchlight, and saw the hideous skull on Frank's shirt at a glance.

"Hey, I've seen you, big man, you're the Punisher!"

Michelangelo Mickey almost jumped straight up as a member of New York's self-proclaimed superheroes.

With a detached personality, he pays attention to some movements of his colleagues from time to time.

Naturally, Daredevil and Punisher, who were in the limelight some time ago, are indispensable.

There has always been a rumor in the underground world that Jin Bing died at the hands of the Punisher.

Michelangelo Mickey once asked Taylor to help him hack into the surveillance system of the city government and obtained some video data from it.

Among them is the video of the Punisher and Daredevil fighting the Jin Bin field together.

Unlike Daredevil, who likes to wear masks and hoods, the Punisher has always disdained to hide his head and show his tail.

Especially his unchanging, iconic skull shirt, let Mickey recognize the person in front of him at a glance.

"The Punisher, we are not enemies, we are also superheroes, the famous Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles,"

After Michelangelo Mickey's eyes met Frank's scrutiny, his voice halved, and Shanshan said:
"Uh, well, just a little bit of fame in the neighborhood!"

Superheroes, these two turtles?Not those alien monsters, or mutants?

Frank examines Michelangelo Mickey,
Habitually, he took out the cigar case from his bosom, imitating the boss, wanting to find a cigar and light it.

Just as he rubbed his fingers, a cluster of bean-sized flames appeared out of thin air at his fingertips.

Wow!A jet of water fell from the sky, directly extinguishing the flames at his fingertips.

"The biogas concentration in this abandoned sewer is not low, be careful of explosion!"

Ryan spread his palms, and a stream of transparent water flowed smoothly between his palms like a ribbon.

"Okay!" Frank shrugged, indicating that he understood, took off the cigar and put it back in the humidor.

Ryan waved his hand casually, and the water wrapped around his palm turned into a high-pressure water column and hit the wall beside him, splashing a large canopy of water.

"It's far from the boss..."

Looking at the large piece of wall that had collapsed, Ryan shook his head in disappointment.

The boss can use a few drops of water to unleash the power of an automatic rifle, but his is nothing more than a high-pressure water jet.

However, Ryan felt the ability to control water flow that seemed to come from the depths of his blood, and was sincerely shocked by the boss's methods.

This method of empowering others, in his impression, is an authority that only legendary gods have.

"time to go!"

Selena walked over with a cold face and gestured towards the two of them.

"In a few hours, the boss should get off the plane!"

Ryan nodded and said to Frank:

"Frank, you take the three of them and lead the way!"

………………

"Are you turtle people?"

Martin looked at the two Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle brothers walking beside him, he was shocked and terrified of their appearance, and also afraid that two more competitors would lose their jobs as dock security.

He looked at the dark green turtle shell on Michelangelo Mickey's back with some trepidation.

There has been a rumor circulating among the Mole Man that in the sewers of New York, there is a huge man-eating crocodile lurking, preying on the homeless and the Mole Man living in the sewers.

Could it be that these two tortoises are the legendary crocodiles, they do look alike in terms of skin color.

"We're Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, not Turtles!"

Michelangelo Mickey glared at Martin somewhat angrily, his heart filled with anger, but he couldn't vent his anger on the homeless man in front of him.

"Okay, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles," replied Martin Shanshan.

Perhaps the round shells and heads of the two tortoises were too intimidating. After walking a certain distance, Martin couldn't help asking:
"Do you eat people?"

"Do you think that rotten flesh on your body smells like pizza?" Michelangelo Mitch asked back.

"Huh?" Martin choked for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and just wanted to continue asking.

Michelangelo Mickey glared at him viciously, and threatened: "If you talk again, believe it or not, I'll blow your head off!"

Martin looked at the other nunchucks in the big green turtle's waist, and decisively chose to shut up.

New York has thousands of miles of pipelines and dozens of sewage treatment plants to deal with flooding after heavy rains.
In the underground of this super city is densely covered with a huge underground labyrinth.

Even a person with a map of the sewers in his hand can easily get lost in this vast underground labyrinth.

Of course, Martin, who has lived here for several years, and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, who have lived here for more than ten years, are naturally familiar with the path, and under their leadership.

Ryan and his party turned into the sewer for about half an hour, and finally heard a faint noise coming from the front.

"Suck!" Selena's nose twitched slightly, and she glanced at Ryan beside her.

"It's the smell of those big dogs, there are at least dozens of them!"

Ryan glanced at Frank.

"position!"

As soon as Frank raised his hand, the soldiers behind him stopped.

As he gave orders on the command channel, the two soldiers took out a few simple metal parts from their backpacks, quickly assembled these parts together, and assembled a thing that resembled a satellite radar pot lid.

Install the high-power battery.

Soon a device similar to a simple signal transmitter was formed.

Place this signal transmitter on the side of the sewer

After a card soldier pressed the switch, the signal transmitter immediately emitted strong frequency signals outward continuously.

Other card soldiers checked their equipment one after another, pushed out the clips to check the bullets,
The magazines are filled with green hollow silver pointed bullets.

This is a special powerful anesthetic bomb developed by Osborne's laboratory according to Boss Tang's request.

In order to develop this narcotic bomb, during this period of time, Frank led a team to catch some dark creatures for experiments.

The vampire used for the experiment only lasted 15 seconds under this special anesthesia bomb.

This time, the anesthetic in the silver-plated warhead was doubled.

...............

After the signal generator is installed, a steady stream of strong frequency signals are emitted outwards,
The signal was sent out in less than a minute, and was quickly captured by the artificial intelligence red queen of the Skynet Information Department.

According to the predetermined procedure, the Red Queen directly sent the coordinates displayed by the signal to the several armed card squads who were already ready to go.

The card soldiers scattered on the roofs of various buildings stepped on the black magic skateboards and lifted off into the air, across the night, and pounced on the target point.

...............

A large and spacious "bright" space is separated from one of the abandoned sewers.

The inflection point of the sewer, which is divided into several large rooms, is separated by iron fences and stone slabs. The space inside is clean, bright, and dry.

Furniture and home appliances are placed in each room. If it is not in the sewer, this place is completely a super large apartment.

In a room full of electrical parts, a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle wearing a purple blindfold lay lazily on the sofa,
Holding a large bag of potato chips in one hand, reaching into the potato chip bag with the other hand, grabbing a piece from time to time and stuffing it into his mouth, crunching

Next to the sofa, on a monitor, the latest Hollywood blockbuster is playing.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..."

A harsh and rapid alarm bell suddenly sounded from the speaker above a computer mainframe in the room.

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles wearing purple eyepatch were stunned when they heard the siren, then threw the potato chips aside in a panic, and jumped up from the sofa.

Quickly came to a computer, after a burst of rapid keyboard tapping.

On the computer screen, two moving red dots flashed on a map.

"My God!" Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles wearing a purple eyepatch exclaimed as they watched the trajectory of the two red dots.

"Da Vinci, it's not good, Raphael and the others ran to the werewolf lair!"

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles wearing purple blindfolds almost rushed out of the room.

In the open area outside, in a training ground surrounded by barbed wire, a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle wearing a blue blindfold was training his sword skills against a row of dummies.

Hearing the shout, he frowned, put the two knives back into the sheath behind his back, bent his thick legs and jumped, and jumped out of the seine net as high as a person.

"Taylor, what's going on, tell me clearly!"

"Raphael and Mickey, the positioning devices on their bodies have triggered the alarm, and the positioning devices show that the two of them are walking towards the base camp of the werewolves!"

Donatello explained to the boss in a panic.

Donatello is the fourth of the four Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, good at using long sticks, and is also a scientific genius.

Some of the equipment used by the four brothers was invented and manufactured by him.

As for the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle with two knives stuck in the back and a blue blindfold on his face, it is the eldest of the four brothers, Leonardo da Vinci.

Perhaps because of his age, he is the most stable of the four brothers.

As for the other two, they were naturally the captured second child, Raphael Raff, and the third child, Michelangelo Mickey.

The names of the four brothers are all taken from the artists of the Italian Renaissance.

"They went to the stronghold of werewolves!?"

Leonardo da Vinci's face suddenly became a little dignified when he heard the fourth child's words.

"Yes, according to the locator, they are indeed heading in the direction of the werewolf base camp!
what should we do?Should we go directly to rescue them, or inform the teacher to come together? "

Donatello was a little flustered, but although there was fear of those werewolves in his tone,

But obviously, abandoning his brother was never an option for him

"You don't need to inform the teacher, get ready, bring your inventions, we will save the Master and leave, don't love to fight!"

The four brothers peeped at those werewolves when they had nothing to do, and even bet with them from time to time. Leonardo Da Vinci naturally knew how powerful those werewolves were.

He knew that if he fought hard, even with the teacher, they would have no chance of winning.

It would be best if Raphael and Mickey could be rescued secretly. If they couldn't be rescued, he didn't want to hurt the teacher.

"Okay, I'm going to get something!"

Donatello nodded, returned directly to his room, simply packed up a few tools, picked up the long stick placed in the room, and left their secret base with Leonardo da Vinci.

...............

In the werewolf base camp, the four walls of the sewer were cut open and surrounded by iron fences on both sides, forming an open space the size of a football field.

In the open space, a group of young werewolves struggled and wrestled together, venting their vigorous energy.

Most of them are newcomers who have just been transformed, and they are not yet able to perfectly control their own power.

On the stone platform, Lucian was sitting on an old sofa, showing his chest, holding a small flat flagon in his hand, pouring two gulps into his mouth from time to time.

The fights of these young werewolves in the audience seemed to not arouse the interest of his wolf head at all.

Or, after seeing the destroyed vampire castle, Lucian fell into a moment of confusion.

After the death of his beloved woman, the only motivation for him to live is revenge, killing Victor to avenge his lover.

However, fate seemed to play a joke on him.

He had been preparing for hundreds of years, but just as his revenge was about to be completed, his enemy died suddenly.

So, what has he been up to all these years.

Gudong Gudong, after drinking a jug of high liquor, Lucien threw the jug in his hand on the ground viciously.

He stood up, threw off the leather jacket on his body, and was about to end amidst the cheers of the werewolves, joining this chaotic fight without rules.

"Pfft..."

The warm atmosphere made all the werewolves in this clearing fall into frenzy,
A young werewolf closest to the sewer entrance, under the influence of this frenzied atmosphere, followed Lucien's example, took off his coat, held it in his hand, and shook it crazily.

The two card soldiers who had entered the sewer saw the smooth back in front of them, and raised their guns in unison.

"Ok?"

The young werewolf felt a sudden stabbing pain behind him, and he couldn't help but reach out and poke back.

Before he touched his back with his hand, he felt his eyes go dark, and he fell directly backward.

Before he landed, the two card soldiers directly encircled him with their arms crossed, and slowly put him on the ground.

After silently finishing off a werewolf, the two soldiers got up quietly. The black magic armor on their bodies kept imitating the pheromones of these werewolves, covering up the smell of the two of them.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Two shots, and another werewolf in a frenzy fell.

"Pfft..."

There were several near-silent gunshots in succession, inconspicuous amidst the shouts.

Soon the several guards with their backs to the entrance of the sewer were silently eliminated.

At the entrance of the sewer, card soldiers filed in quietly one by one.

　Happy New Year, everyone, new year, new weather, happy new year
　　
　
(End of this chapter)