Chapter 854： New York Hand Union, die!

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Including the silver medal killer who drove, although he didn't look back, he had guessed something through the movement around him.

His face turned pale, and the accelerator under his feet stepped on for a few more points.

‘Om...’

The car that had been driving at high speed had already increased its horsepower and started running.

The person sitting in the co-pilot asked with a slightly trembling body voice. "Boss, we have 25 strongholds in New York, how many are left."

Mrs. Gao had already thrown aside the communication device with a gloomy expression.

"There are three more, Manhattan and Brooklyn."

The light spots that had been lit up densely, now there are only three small light spots standing in place.

But it chilled Madam Gao.

Even if those three strongholds still existed, they would not dare to go at all.

Who can guarantee that they only found 22 bases, in case they wanted to fool themselves into such a trap.

No one can say this.

As a result, Mrs. Gao has built the Shouhehui branch in New York for many years, and almost all the achievements she has accomplished have been destroyed.

"Contact all the remaining killers, give up the task at hand, and plan to meet at point 74."

Mrs. Gao said coldly.

The silver medal sitting in front was immediately connected through a secret communication device.

The minimalist communication device prevents the signal from being vigilant at all, and the transmitted information, even if it is captured by others, does not know what it means.

As soon as the front of the car fell off, he drove to the 74th point that Mrs. Gao said.

It was an underground bar, not a stronghold of Shouhehui, even this bar was quite famous, and every night was a sleepless night.

And next door to the bar is their 74th spot, and the entrance is in the bar.

With the help of the huge flow of people there, as well as the disguise skills of the killers, others could not detect the abnormality at all.

After a while, the silver medal killer on the co-pilot said with a somewhat ugly expression, "Now there are only thirteen ordinary, and two silver medals. One gold medal, and the rest did not reply."

For the members of the Shouhehui, no reply can almost be equated with death.

In this way, the New York branch, which originally had thousands of members, is only left with two or three kittens.

Of the five gold medal killers originally hidden in New York, only the last one remains.

Of course, the power of the hand union is not like Natasha said, there are only ten gold medal killers in the entire organization.

Globally, there are more than twenty people in the Shouhehui organization who can be called the gold medal.

Four people were brought to New York by Mrs. Gao, and one person happened to come to New York and accepted Mrs. Gao's mission, so he stayed temporarily.

What I didn't expect was that, in just a few minutes, the New York Solomon Association was almost completely destroyed.

Mrs. Gao still thought of the tiny figure rushing out of the base, but a flicker disappeared.

A person who can have such a speed can even quickly shuttle through multiple strongholds. In this way, Mrs. Gao can almost confirm that this person has the ability to teleport.

Mrs. Gao had seen a person with such ability. The person lost his eyes, but was able to travel through space, and even the unfolded energy shield could take two people away together.

Although I can't see things, I can perceive them more clearly, but Mrs. Gao has only seen such a person once.

But this time, Mrs. Gao is almost certain that the little figure that soars into the sky also possesses such ability.

The bases were destroyed in such a regular order, and there was no time for feedback, unless one missile directly bombed the stronghold.

Otherwise, even the army would not be so fast, it must be that one person did it.

To be able to target the Shouhehui in this way, then this person must have had a relationship with the Shouhehui.

In the recent mission, Mrs. Gao remembered silently in her heart.

"Assassinate President Michael, he won't have this kind of circle."

"Assassinated the chairman of the Leiden Group, no, no."

"Owen on Wall Street?"

"Or is it the case of the Black Prison Group?"

Madam Gao had turned several tasks in her heart, and finally turned her attention to the black prison group.

Because this is also the only one close to a person with supernatural ability among all the tasks.

But this time, I only investigated the situation of a member of the black prison, and the result was still nothing.

It is definitely not a small black prison organization that can involve so many secret strongholds.

At least in Mrs. Gao's heart, only S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau may have the ability to find out so many bases.

But as far as she knows, Black Prison doesn't have a close relationship with SHIELD. The only backstage that can be confirmed is the Brandon Group.

But the Brandon Group, one of the world's top 500 companies, can't do this at all.

"Zhu Yanxia!!"

Madam Gao's eyes flickered cold, causing the back bones of the two driving in front to chill.

Perhaps Zhi Yanxia has a connection with SHIELD, but he can't do this, not many people in the world can do this.

"Golden Legend..."

I don't know what came to mind, but Gao Fu's population couldn't help but murmured this name. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com

"Huh? Boss, what are you talking about?"

One asked softly.

"Damn it, I seem to provoke someone who shouldn't be offended. The extremis virus in the black prison is a hot task!!"

Mrs. Gao seemed to have confirmed her thoughts at this time, and her voice became even more dull.

Reached out and slammed the side car door hard.

There was a sudden shock on the obviously modified car door, and the bulletproof glass on it immediately appeared dense and white cracks.

And on the sturdy car door, there is also a clear small fist mark.

"Boss, what should we do next? Shall we withdraw to the headquarters first?"

As if nothing happened, the person in front said respectfully.

"But even if you are a golden legend, you have to pay for it, the Black Prison Group, can you keep it?"

Madam Gao was silent for a while, but slowly said with a gloomy expression in her eyes.

He still has a peeping heart for that powerful Extremis Virus.

If you can really get a strengthened Extremis Virus formula, you only need to spend money to create a combat power that is not inferior to a gold medal.

Of course, Mrs. Gao just said so. In a short period of time, she had no perfect solution and would never dare to do it.

But in her heart, she still did not give up the idea of ​​going to the black prison to steal the hopeless virus.

"Who is the remaining gold medal?"

"Oliver!"

"Oh? It's her? Yes, now she should complete the mission of Michael, the president of Merrill Lynch's Manhattan branch."

Mrs. Gao expressed satisfaction with Oliver's existence, which was a bit of relief in the tragedy.

"In this case, let Oliver take action. I need accurate information from the black prison."

Mrs. Gao said directly.