Ch: 50 [Hellfire Club pt1- Target]

Ch: 50 [Hellfire Club pt1- Target]

The blonde woman with blood dripping down her nose as her brown hair wig was hanging over her face, looked up at the trio standing in front of her, especially the leader of the three, a bald guy with a revolver pointed at her. Now that's an expensive custom-made gold-plated revolver and expensive taste he has. Even for a thief or a gang member, it's over the top. It doesn't look good in his hand, I think I'll do him a favor and take it off his hand.

"What are you looking at bitch?" The leader hit her again, hard across the cheek. Her face was bruised; her clothes ripped, as she kept holding on to her kid. She could sense her crying but did not attempt to comfort her. She looked around, staring back at the leader of the trio, bloodshot red eyes, trying to suppress her pain. The thugs standing beside him made their guns ready. A small drop of her tears escaped through the corner of her eyes and fell down.

"I'm talking to you," the third guy with a baseball bat wrapped in bard wire, slapped her across the face, this time, even harder than before, forcing her to stand up. She kicked his balls, real hard... I am sure I heard a cracking sound. Poor guy is not going to make any babies tomorrow. He held his crotch tight with the face contorted, looking as if he was about to explode in anger, and with good reason too.

"Told you motherfucker to keep it within limits. Why the fuck are you hitting my face? Huh?" She stomped him over and over again. Then she took his baseball bat and began to smash his face, "I'm done with this useless trick. Fucker, how dare you hit my face? I'm gonna fuck your face up until your teeth break off. What do you have to say, hm? Huh? Say something, you bastard. Hm. Answer me, or I am gonna feed you to your dog, asshole."

Ohhh! That looks really painful. Go on, kill each other. I'll just stick here, watching you guys rip each other apart.

The other two thugs didn't do anything and just kept watching. I can see a glint of fear in their eyes, the type when you are seeing a person, you wouldn't want to cross over. It makes me curious about what kind of position she has in the club. But hold on. That kid began to grow up. Fuck! The way her body is twisting and her skin wriggling like worms. Gross! After a few seconds, she became a full-grown woman, with short black hair, green iris and naked. She got some nice boobs though.

The guy with the shotgun opened his jacket and gave it to her. She glanced at him before taking it and putting it over herself. So, she is a mutant with body-morphing capabilities? Looks handy.

"Go easy on her, sis," She grabbed the blonde's shoulder, "We'll get in trouble if he dies."

The woman turned and looked at the other thug's face, "Next time, hire some guys who know their place in the food chain."

While they were bickering among themselves, I decided to crash their little party. I webbed my phone with recording mode on the wall, to get a perfect angle for the fight to come. Then, I aimed for that golden-plated revolver stuck in between his belt, shot the web, and yanked it right off of his belt.

"What the...?!" The baldy looked up, but what he got was a hard kick from me as I landed on his face, crushing his skull. His limp body bounced against the floor. He won't be getting back up for a while. I turned to his pals, the guy whose balls the woman just cracked and the guy with a shotgun.

"Hey, do me a favor and kill yourself," I taunted with a smirk under my mask.

"Ah! See, here he is, Spiderman!" The blonde woman with bruises over her face stared at me, a genuine smile drawn across her lips, "Seesh, took you long enough. Tell you what, come quietly with us and spare the pain. I don't wanna bust any more nuts than what I already had. Please."Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

My target was, 840 Fifth Avenue, between 66th and 67th Street on Manhattan's Upper East Side in the Lenox Hill neighborhood, only a few blocks north of the Avengers Mansion. The base of the Hellfire Club. It's time to infiltrate their base and loot some loot. Hopefully, Sarah might still be alive, but how the hell am I supposed to identify her? All I saw was a childhood photo of her. I guess, I'll go non-lethal for the girls in there and lethal for all the men. That way, I won't have to worry about killing her. Later, the Avengers will sweep the place and they can figure things out from there.

Gotta wrap this up before 7.

[Hellfire Club's headquarters]

I webbed down in the nearest alley. "Well, time to begin. By the time Avengers gets here, I'll be long gone."

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