NOVEL NEXT Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises
Chapter 27 Kill!
Chapter 27 Kill!
Queens, in a gorgeously decorated sixteen-story building.
It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and the third floor on the top floor was still brightly lit.
This is the headquarters of the "Snake Eyes Club" that has taken root in Queens, New York for six years.
Because of the background of Jewish people and a certain political group in New York, the Snake Eyes Club, whose main activities are business cooperation and organizing gatherings of New York rich businessmen and politicians, has always been safe in New York.
Also because of the good contacts in both political and business circles in New York, a series of industries under the Snake Eye Club have developed very smoothly in the past six years. The Snake Eye mercenary company in [-], and the new industrial district that was recently opened in the southern suburbs of Brooklyn and built rapidly.
"Our people in the government department wrote back, saying that the New York government did not send 'eyes'. The motives and goals of this group of people are not clear at present. Sir, could it be us."
In the luxurious conference room on the top floor of the Snake Eye Club, Klaus waved his hand lightly while listening to the report from his personal secretary. His sharp and gloomy eyes swept across the six people sitting in front of him, like a cold and vigilant poisonous snake It was like looking at his subordinates, but all the people he glanced at lowered their heads more humbly, not daring to look directly at him.
After a long time, Klaus gently lay back on the seat, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the desk.
"No matter which force they are sent by, since they are only monitoring our existing strongholds and our industries, it means that they are still in the stage of suspicion and have no plans to start a war with us immediately."
Klaus said with a sullen face, "Remember, we have nothing to worry about, because we are now 'legal' businessmen in New York, and those 'worms' have been linked together by us with interest chains, they We are reluctant, and will never let us suffer a blow! Once something is revealed, heh, there are not a few people in New York's political and business circles who will fall into the water."
Klaus straightened his sleeves indifferently, "I order."
"brush!"
The six well-dressed "successful people" sitting on the sofa seemed to have changed their appearance, stood up straight in unison, stared at Klaus indifferently, took off the luxurious suits they were wearing at this time, they More like a group of well-trained fighters!A group of soldiers who are indifferent to life and death and only know their missions!
"Collect the soldiers of the organization that have dispersed, and increase the intensity of recruiting mercenaries on the black market in the United States, but don't put it on the surface, let those 'peripheral' members do it for us, and warn all official organization members, whether they are with us They came from Germany together, and they were newly developed in New York in the past few years, so let them not act rashly! Don't leave anyone with a clue to use!"
"Soon, our factory in New York will be able to put into production, and the production pressure of the empire and organizations in Europe will be greatly relieved! Use American-made bullets to defeat the Americans and British, use American-made food and Drugs, to serve our brave soldiers and respectable people! This is our mission, the expectation of our leaders and heads of state! No one can make a mistake at this juncture”
"Boom!"
A violent explosion sounded suddenly, interrupting Klaus's words and making his heart skip a beat, a bad premonition flashed in his heart.
The bright and brilliant meeting room suddenly fell into darkness. Klaus got up quickly, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked down, only to see bursts of black smoke coming out of the ground floor of the building, and Snake Eyes On the floor where the club is located, the lights are all off!
"Sound the alarm! Tell the members who are still in the club to go downstairs quickly and get your weapons! We were..."
"Da da da da da!"
The sound of glass being shattered by bullets and the mournful wailing of members sounded in the next room, mixed with the sound of someone breaking in from the window.
"You, you, go out to check the situation, and the rest take out their weapons and prepare to fight!"
Klaus issued the order calmly, and at the same time his brain was working rapidly. He really couldn't figure out which force had raided the headquarters of their organization. Underground in New York, the various forces on the surface, who didn't know what they were doing now? Standing in front of the stage is a political force headed by Congressman Tom?Could it be that some Jewish consortium knew their identities?
The two men walked out the door vigilantly, and Klaus felt a little irritated, but he was not too worried, because the Snake Eye Security Company is just on this street, and it is only three buildings away from the Snake Eye Club. The distance from the building, the more than 200 mercenaries in the security company are all elite fighters from all over the world!
What's more, there are nearly 20 elite soldiers trained by organizations from Germany in the Snake Eye Club!Although I don't know how the enemy who attacked this floor bypassed the soldiers on the floor below, but there must not be too many of them, as long as they lasted for a few minutes.
The chaotic gunfire outside the meeting room gradually subsided, and there were footsteps and shouts downstairs. A cold smile appeared on the corner of Klaus' mouth. When the soldiers of the organization attacked the floor, he wanted to see who was so bold. , Those who dare to attack them.
There was a dead silence in the conference room with the door tightly closed, and the sound of some disordered breathing was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. The two people who went out to explore the way did not come back. I don't know whether it was an accident or someone hiding on the floor. In a corner, although the howling outside the room became weaker, it never stopped, causing everyone in the conference room to tense up their nerves.
Klaus frowned. He didn't know what the purpose of the attackers was, and he didn't know which faction they belonged to. It's impossible. They came here to make such a big battle, just to kill people, right?
Shaking his head, he was about to send two people out to check the situation, when a violent explosion sounded under their feet, as if the whole floor had been hit hard by a giant with a sledge hammer. A large piece of concrete floor was missing, and thick black smoke happily poured into the meeting room from the place where the floor collapsed. Cracks slowly extended on the originally solid wall, which looked like it might collapse at any time.
Klaus was blown into the corner, his brain seemed to be punched with all his strength, the feeling of chaos and dizziness bloomed in his mind, and at the same time, an echo was screaming wantonly in his ears, his whole body was like It's like falling apart, unable to exert strength, and can only groan unconsciously in pain from his mouth, telling others that he is still alive.
Blood flowed out from his ears, nose, and the open wounds everywhere on his body, but the transformed body did not die so easily, although he was not far from death now.
And the few people left in the conference room were either killed instantly, or died from the shock of their internal organs and bodies. It seemed that after a few seconds, the clear gunshot sounded downstairs again, but this time the gunshot The frequency is much slower, but to Klaus, this frequency is extremely familiar.
I remember that year in North Africa, in a secret operation, he led an elite team to break through a British military base. When the battle was almost over, they were like this, looking around with guns. Through the enemies, send them one last ride.
But at the time, Klaus thought his actions were merciful and spared the British soldiers from suffering, but now, when all this is about to happen to him, he feels as if he has fallen into an ice cave.
"That person" finally walked into the conference room. He just glanced coldly at the dead enemy, and then walked straight to himself.
"Yes, it's you, cough cough cough. You, how could you."
Bruce looked at the middle-aged man with a face of disbelief in front of him, and just gently wiped off the blood around his mouth, but feeling the pain in his body, he still couldn't help frowning.
Although he had been prepared and hid in a relatively safe room, the bomb he used finally injured him.
The bombs made by Alfred are getting stronger and stronger.
"Head of the New York Hydra?"
Bruce glanced at Klaus lightly, then knelt down and reached out to touch his body, feeling the damage to his bones and internal organs.
Klaus stared at Bruce's face wearing a bat mask, the hatred and unwillingness in his eyes were clearly visible.
"I should, I should have killed you earlier, killed you"
Withdrawing his hand, Bruce stared at Klaus, who was still talking to him with blood foaming from his mouth, with a smile on his cold face, "It seems that the level of scientists under Schmidt is just like this." Yes. You should have used the serum developed by your tissue replication, right? But yours seems to be a semi-finished product, which only doubled your physique?"
The siren of the police car sounded faintly under the building. Bruce stood up, looked around the originally luxurious, but now dilapidated conference room, and shook his head.
A black shadow shot out from Bruce's hand, and Klaus's eyes showing unwillingness gradually lost their luster, and blood gradually soaked his face.
A bat dart was inserted quietly into his head, announcing the identity of the master of the killing.
In the dark night sky in Queens at this time, the projection of a bat is clearly visible.
(End of this chapter)
Queens, in a gorgeously decorated sixteen-story building.
It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and the third floor on the top floor was still brightly lit.
This is the headquarters of the "Snake Eyes Club" that has taken root in Queens, New York for six years.
Because of the background of Jewish people and a certain political group in New York, the Snake Eyes Club, whose main activities are business cooperation and organizing gatherings of New York rich businessmen and politicians, has always been safe in New York.
Also because of the good contacts in both political and business circles in New York, a series of industries under the Snake Eye Club have developed very smoothly in the past six years. The Snake Eye mercenary company in [-], and the new industrial district that was recently opened in the southern suburbs of Brooklyn and built rapidly.
"Our people in the government department wrote back, saying that the New York government did not send 'eyes'. The motives and goals of this group of people are not clear at present. Sir, could it be us."
In the luxurious conference room on the top floor of the Snake Eye Club, Klaus waved his hand lightly while listening to the report from his personal secretary. His sharp and gloomy eyes swept across the six people sitting in front of him, like a cold and vigilant poisonous snake It was like looking at his subordinates, but all the people he glanced at lowered their heads more humbly, not daring to look directly at him.
After a long time, Klaus gently lay back on the seat, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the desk.
"No matter which force they are sent by, since they are only monitoring our existing strongholds and our industries, it means that they are still in the stage of suspicion and have no plans to start a war with us immediately."
Klaus said with a sullen face, "Remember, we have nothing to worry about, because we are now 'legal' businessmen in New York, and those 'worms' have been linked together by us with interest chains, they We are reluctant, and will never let us suffer a blow! Once something is revealed, heh, there are not a few people in New York's political and business circles who will fall into the water."
Klaus straightened his sleeves indifferently, "I order."
"brush!"
The six well-dressed "successful people" sitting on the sofa seemed to have changed their appearance, stood up straight in unison, stared at Klaus indifferently, took off the luxurious suits they were wearing at this time, they More like a group of well-trained fighters!A group of soldiers who are indifferent to life and death and only know their missions!
"Collect the soldiers of the organization that have dispersed, and increase the intensity of recruiting mercenaries on the black market in the United States, but don't put it on the surface, let those 'peripheral' members do it for us, and warn all official organization members, whether they are with us They came from Germany together, and they were newly developed in New York in the past few years, so let them not act rashly! Don't leave anyone with a clue to use!"
"Soon, our factory in New York will be able to put into production, and the production pressure of the empire and organizations in Europe will be greatly relieved! Use American-made bullets to defeat the Americans and British, use American-made food and Drugs, to serve our brave soldiers and respectable people! This is our mission, the expectation of our leaders and heads of state! No one can make a mistake at this juncture”
"Boom!"
A violent explosion sounded suddenly, interrupting Klaus's words and making his heart skip a beat, a bad premonition flashed in his heart.
The bright and brilliant meeting room suddenly fell into darkness. Klaus got up quickly, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked down, only to see bursts of black smoke coming out of the ground floor of the building, and Snake Eyes On the floor where the club is located, the lights are all off!
"Sound the alarm! Tell the members who are still in the club to go downstairs quickly and get your weapons! We were..."
"Da da da da da!"
The sound of glass being shattered by bullets and the mournful wailing of members sounded in the next room, mixed with the sound of someone breaking in from the window.
"You, you, go out to check the situation, and the rest take out their weapons and prepare to fight!"
Klaus issued the order calmly, and at the same time his brain was working rapidly. He really couldn't figure out which force had raided the headquarters of their organization. Underground in New York, the various forces on the surface, who didn't know what they were doing now? Standing in front of the stage is a political force headed by Congressman Tom?Could it be that some Jewish consortium knew their identities?
The two men walked out the door vigilantly, and Klaus felt a little irritated, but he was not too worried, because the Snake Eye Security Company is just on this street, and it is only three buildings away from the Snake Eye Club. The distance from the building, the more than 200 mercenaries in the security company are all elite fighters from all over the world!
What's more, there are nearly 20 elite soldiers trained by organizations from Germany in the Snake Eye Club!Although I don't know how the enemy who attacked this floor bypassed the soldiers on the floor below, but there must not be too many of them, as long as they lasted for a few minutes.
The chaotic gunfire outside the meeting room gradually subsided, and there were footsteps and shouts downstairs. A cold smile appeared on the corner of Klaus' mouth. When the soldiers of the organization attacked the floor, he wanted to see who was so bold. , Those who dare to attack them.
There was a dead silence in the conference room with the door tightly closed, and the sound of some disordered breathing was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. The two people who went out to explore the way did not come back. I don't know whether it was an accident or someone hiding on the floor. In a corner, although the howling outside the room became weaker, it never stopped, causing everyone in the conference room to tense up their nerves.
Klaus frowned. He didn't know what the purpose of the attackers was, and he didn't know which faction they belonged to. It's impossible. They came here to make such a big battle, just to kill people, right?
Shaking his head, he was about to send two people out to check the situation, when a violent explosion sounded under their feet, as if the whole floor had been hit hard by a giant with a sledge hammer. A large piece of concrete floor was missing, and thick black smoke happily poured into the meeting room from the place where the floor collapsed. Cracks slowly extended on the originally solid wall, which looked like it might collapse at any time.
Klaus was blown into the corner, his brain seemed to be punched with all his strength, the feeling of chaos and dizziness bloomed in his mind, and at the same time, an echo was screaming wantonly in his ears, his whole body was like It's like falling apart, unable to exert strength, and can only groan unconsciously in pain from his mouth, telling others that he is still alive.
Blood flowed out from his ears, nose, and the open wounds everywhere on his body, but the transformed body did not die so easily, although he was not far from death now.
And the few people left in the conference room were either killed instantly, or died from the shock of their internal organs and bodies. It seemed that after a few seconds, the clear gunshot sounded downstairs again, but this time the gunshot The frequency is much slower, but to Klaus, this frequency is extremely familiar.
I remember that year in North Africa, in a secret operation, he led an elite team to break through a British military base. When the battle was almost over, they were like this, looking around with guns. Through the enemies, send them one last ride.
But at the time, Klaus thought his actions were merciful and spared the British soldiers from suffering, but now, when all this is about to happen to him, he feels as if he has fallen into an ice cave.
"That person" finally walked into the conference room. He just glanced coldly at the dead enemy, and then walked straight to himself.
"Yes, it's you, cough cough cough. You, how could you."
Bruce looked at the middle-aged man with a face of disbelief in front of him, and just gently wiped off the blood around his mouth, but feeling the pain in his body, he still couldn't help frowning.
Although he had been prepared and hid in a relatively safe room, the bomb he used finally injured him.
The bombs made by Alfred are getting stronger and stronger.
"Head of the New York Hydra?"
Bruce glanced at Klaus lightly, then knelt down and reached out to touch his body, feeling the damage to his bones and internal organs.
Klaus stared at Bruce's face wearing a bat mask, the hatred and unwillingness in his eyes were clearly visible.
"I should, I should have killed you earlier, killed you"
Withdrawing his hand, Bruce stared at Klaus, who was still talking to him with blood foaming from his mouth, with a smile on his cold face, "It seems that the level of scientists under Schmidt is just like this." Yes. You should have used the serum developed by your tissue replication, right? But yours seems to be a semi-finished product, which only doubled your physique?"
The siren of the police car sounded faintly under the building. Bruce stood up, looked around the originally luxurious, but now dilapidated conference room, and shook his head.
A black shadow shot out from Bruce's hand, and Klaus's eyes showing unwillingness gradually lost their luster, and blood gradually soaked his face.
A bat dart was inserted quietly into his head, announcing the identity of the master of the killing.
In the dark night sky in Queens at this time, the projection of a bat is clearly visible.
(End of this chapter)
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