I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

　　 The night is getting darker.

　　 11 o'clock in the evening, it is the time for New York, an international metropolis, to open all kinds of bright nightlife.

　　 However, the Hand and Society Academy in Brooklyn is already silent.

　　 Due to the curfew, at this point in time, all the students had already returned to their dormitories.

　　 The entire community was terribly quiet except for the slight footsteps made by guards patrolling with guns from time to time.

　　 At the same time, the office of the community founder is still brightly lit.

　　 In an office filled with antiques, the blogger sitting on an office chair frowned, with his hands crossed, his chin supported, and an annoyed look.

　　 He didn't know that his lair had been exposed; he didn't know that Lyon had already brought a large number of New York police officers, ready to come and destroy the hand and the college.

　　 At this time, the blogger, as Leon had speculated, was still worrying about how to explain to the remaining three fingers...

　　 Is it really like Leon said, truthfully tell other people?

　　 The assassination of Leon failed, Murakami took his life, and he even knelt down to beg for forgiveness, only to be forgiven by Leon and to leave a small life?

Do not make jokes!

　　 In that case, why does he still have a face in his hands and can get mixed up? !

　　 Thinking of this, the blogger in his heart suddenly complained to Mrs. Gao and Alexandra...

　　 If it weren't for that old lady who provokes someone who shouldn't be offended, how could he be so embarrassed?

　　 If Alexandra had not ordered him to go with Murakami to kill Leon, he would not be so humiliated by Leon, and Murakami would not die...

　　 just then, bang!

　　 A loud gunshot resounded across the sky, and instantly broke the silence of the entire college!

　　 Hearing the gunshots, the blogger got up quickly and came to the window with a serious face, trying to grasp the source of the gunshots.

　　 Suddenly, the office door was slammed open!

　　 A sturdy man with a big beard rushed into the office with a panic face, and said to the blogger who was confused, "Teacher, the police are here!"

"What did you say?!"

　　 Before the surprised look on the blogger's face faded from his face, the beard suddenly groaned and fell straight to the ground.

　　 A figure suddenly appeared from behind the beard.

　　 When the blogger saw the appearance of the visitor, he was shocked and his eyes opened wide, as if he was seen by a ghost, "It's you?!"

　　 "Hi! We meet again!"

　　 Yes, standing in front of the blogger is Leon, who has changed into a black suit!

　　 saw him put his hands in his pockets, walked leisurely into the office, and sat down on a chair.

　　At this time, if the blogger can't figure out Leon's strategy anymore, he would have lived on a dog for hundreds of years...

　　 "This is your purpose?!"

　　 Facing the question of the blogger, Leon sitting in the chair shrugged, spread his hands, and said in a flat tone: "Whatever you want..."

　　 "I just want to tell you that this place is already surrounded by the New York Police Department."

The meaning of 　　 is: Botu, you old boy, it's hard to fly with wings!

　　 Botu silently.

　　 Seeing Leon again, his situation is as helpless and hopeless as he was in the warehouse last time.

　　 This made him feel a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart...

　　 He knew in his heart that, until now, the reason why he hasn't died, it must be because he still has the value to use.

　　 Leon, what do you want from him!

　　 "What do you want?"

　　 "What do I want?" Repeated in a low voice, Leon tugged at the corner of his mouth, slowly got up from the chair, looked at the blogger condescendingly, his tone erratic: "You will know..."

　　 The voice just fell, a few ESU team members wearing black special police uniforms, fully armed, came late.

　　 "This is their leader, take him away!"

"Yes!"

　　 Under Leon's sharp gaze, the blogger can only catch him obediently.

　　 In the huge office, only Leon is left.

　　 At this time, he cast his gaze on the white safe on the wall, and he smiled unconsciously.

　　. . .

　　 At the same time, the night raid by the police opponent Hehui Academy has almost come to an end.

　　 Under the strong police force of nearly hundreds of people, the entire hand and the college was surrounded by New York police, and a single fly could not fly out.

　　As the most elite unit of the New York Police Department, the battle was loud and the ESU quickly took control of the situation.

　　 Except for the few guards who dared to fight back, they were shot to death in an instant, all the other guards dropped their guns in their hands under the thunderous assault of the police, clasped their heads in their hands, and squatted on the ground.

　　 The entire night attack took five minutes, and the New York police won the battle without bloodshed.

　　 After the ESU took over the entire Shouhehui Academy, the remaining police force assisted, led by a senior police inspector, began a thorough search of all the buildings in the entire community.

　　Although I have already grasped part of the criminal evidence in this place.

　　 However, the cautious George Stacey still felt that it would be safer to be caught on the spot...

　　 According to the guard's intelligence, the police quickly found the basement in the blood sampling video, as well as the monitoring room monitoring various areas.

　　 All the secrets hidden in the darkness were exposed for a while!

　　 In addition to the twenty guards who were disarmed and handcuffed, the students who had been hiding in the dormitory after hearing the gunfire were also taken by the police to the large square in the middle of the community.

　　 Colleen Wen is also one of them.

　　 Insomnia girl~www.readwn.com~ When she closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep, she was shocked by the sudden gunfight and jumped up from the bed.

　　 At this time, her face, like other hands and students, was full of anxiety and fear.

What exactly is going on? ! ——This may be the only thought in the mind of these people who have not been handed and brainwashed, at this moment.

　　 Looking at the police cars shining red and blue around them, as well as the police with live ammunition and serious faces, these homeless teenagers unconsciously squeezed the familiar people beside them.

　　 seems to do that, it can cover up my inner worries a little...

　　At this time, Senior Inspector Owen, who was in charge of the night raid, waved his hand and shouted, "Bring them up!"

　　 At an order from the superior, several police officers helped two men who were skinny and pale as if they were about to die, and tremblingly came to the crowd.

"That is?!"

　　 "John?! Edward?!"

　　 "Didn't they leave here? How did they become like this?!"

　　 Several exclamations suddenly sounded in the crowd!

　　 Obviously, these two men who couldn't even stand still are one of them...

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