Mechanical Doctor

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Everyone looked in the direction of the gunshot and saw that Macken was holding a revolver with smoke coming out of the muzzle.

At this time, Macken's hand holding the gun was still shaking slightly. This was the first time in his life that he shot a living target with a pistol. If he hadn't been trained on the [Pterosaur], an honest man like him would not have the courage to shoot at people.

"Brother, which gang is this guy from?"

Looking at the well-made revolver in Macken's hand, the gangsters were very afraid.

Where did this young man come from? How dare he shoot in Gran City?

Although the public security situation in Gran City is not particularly good, there is still basic order.

For example, guns are a bottom line of the Gran City Public Security Bureau.

Even if they are gangs that have connections with the Public Security Bureau, if they are found to be carrying guns without a license or shooting in the city, they will still be in big trouble.

The guy in front of him actually dared to pull out a gun. In addition to the option that he was a fool, he was also fearless.

But whether he was a fool who was fearless or fearless because he had something to rely on, they were not something that these little minions with only knives and sticks could deal with.

The leader of this gang did not say anything harsh, but ordered his men to take the little brother who was shot and left in disgrace.

After seeing these gangsters escape, the old lady hurriedly said to Macon:

"Macon, you should pack up and find your boss quickly. Don't be caught by those bastards from the Public Security Bureau, otherwise things will be troublesome."

The old lady is not an ordinary old woman without knowledge. She knows that in this situation, Macon cannot be caught by the people from the Public Security Bureau. Only in this way can it be easy to argue later.

But Macon waved his hand indifferently, indicating that the old lady should not be anxious.

He took out a certificate from his jacket pocket and handed it to the old lady.

Then he explained:

"Mr. Manolin is now a great noble of the Elliot Federation. He has the right to form a noble private army."

"So Mr. Manolin, register all our workers as noble private soldiers."

"According to the laws of the Elliot Federation, noble private soldiers can carry weapons freely."

After comforting the old lady, McKen took out the communicator and called the main control room of the [Pterosaur] to request support from the security team, because as a former grassroots citizen, he knew the nature of these gangster bastards very well. These guys would not easily give up their goals because of a gun and a person.

"Is this the main control room? Hello, I'm McCann, worker No. 1596 in the foundry group. I've been threatened by gangsters. Please send support to Room 304, Building 52, [Nishui Street]."

After hearing the voice in the communicator, Fords, who was on duty in the main control room, immediately replied:

"Okay, I'll immediately dispatch the surrounding security guards to support."

While using the magic screen to check the security guards near [Nishui Street], Fords continued to ask:

"McKen, how are you now? Are you injured?"

McKen replied:

"I shot a gangster, and those gangsters retreated temporarily. I'm not injured here."

After hearing that McCann's current situation was not particularly critical, Fords felt relieved, but his hands were not slow, and he was still contacting the security guards near [Nishui Street].

In order to ensure the safety of the crew, Manolin specially asked the security team members to carry weapons and powered exoskeleton armor when they were on vacation, and even let these security team members drive out various vehicles with powerful firepower on the ship.

Now the power that Manolin has in Gran City can completely defeat anyone except the legend.

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"Beep! Beep!"

With the sound of the armored truck's horn, McCann knew that the person he called had arrived.

"Mr. Cosimo, Mr. Benjamin and everyone, you all came too timely, right?"

McKen was a little surprised that the security team members came so quickly. He quickly took out a pack of cigarettes and distributed them to everyone who got off the car.

"We were drinking in a tavern not far from here just now, so we came so quickly."

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Cosimo lit a cigarette and said to McCann.

McCann quickly invited everyone into the house and took out black tea and snacks to entertain everyone.

"Mr. Cosimo, this is what happened."

"A few gangsters broke into my neighbor's house and tried to kidnap a child, but I stopped them with a gun.""I'm afraid the gangsters will come after I leave to retaliate against the old lady and the children, so I'm asking for your help."

After listening to McCann's story, before Cosimo could speak, Benjamin, a carefree guy, spoke first.

He patted McCann's shoulder and said with a smile:

"Aren't they just a few gangsters? We'll go and take down their lair later."

"Mr. Manolin just happened to be short of experimental materials, so aren't these ready-made experimental materials delivered to the door?"

No one objected to the gangster's lair. After all, for them, they could easily control the gangsters and didn't need to waste much effort.

What's more, capturing some gangsters could also serve as Mr. Manolin's experimental materials.

Just when Benjamin was about to find a few mechanical spiders to help capture the materials, a group of security guards rushed in.

"Everyone, don't move! Raise your hands!"

The security guards held guns in their hands and aimed at everyone.

However, the security guards who were targeted by the gun did not panic. After all, the security guards were holding a small pistol in their hands, which posed almost no threat to them.

"You...you..."

Just when the sheriff who led the group of security guards wanted to say something, Cosimo took action.

Countless puppet threads burst out, entangled and pierced into the bodies of these security guards.

These security guards were like stuck robot puppets, and their movements became stiff and slow.

But unlike their stiff movements, their expressions were distorted because of fear.

Cosimo did not want to do anything to these security guards, although with Mr. Manolin's current strength and power, Cosimo would not have any problems even if he killed all these security guards here.

But killing the security guards would have a certain impact on Mr. Manolin, so Cosimo just controlled them and did not use the killing move.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

Cosimo untied the sheriff's control so that he could speak normally.

"No... no one... sent us here."

Cosimo is not a rookie without life experience. Under normal circumstances, these "gray dogs" would not come so timely without someone's instructions.

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