Saiyan in Marvel - Chapter 6
Chapter 6 Revenge Journey
In the bar, Alejandro held a bottle of cold beer in his hand and sipped it.
“I won’t do it, Matt.”
He said to Matt Grave who was sitting on the side.
Matt Grave is an agent of the CIA, who specializes in doing dirty work for the CIA that is outside the rules. Even in the CIA, the power department is notorious. At this time, he led a special force, whose main task was to eliminate the criminal organization Reyes Group.
Alejandro was originally a Mexican prosecutor, but his family was destroyed because of the opposition to the Reyes Group. He always wanted revenge, and it was Matt who gave him the opportunity.
“What’s wrong, you can’t stand that FBI bitch?”
The CIA does not have the authority to enforce law within the United States, and can only conduct joint enforcement with the FBI. The FBI sent a female agent named Kate, whose “professional ethics” was a bit too strong, adding a lot of trouble to their actions.
“You can think so, I want to rest for a while.”
Alejandro replied.
“boom!”
Matt slapped the bar on the bar, and the loud noise frightened the surrounding drinkers. He lowered his voice and said to Alejandro:
“Don’t think of me as a fool, Alex, did you get on the line with the mutant that slaughtered in the tire shop! You are so crazy, you are actually collaborating with the Brotherhood of Mutants, you will kill yourself!”
The Brotherhood of Mutants has long been recognized as a terrorist organization of mutants, and it has no place in the United States or even the entire Americas because of its relationship with them.
Alejandro knew that he could not hide his bad reasons from Matt, so he shook his head and said:
“He is not a member of the Mutant Brotherhood. I’m pretty sure about that. He doesn’t have the taste of the Mutant Brotherhood, and he doesn’t care about the rights of mutants.”
He confided his plan to Matt.
Matt hesitated for a moment.
“You don’t have to quit, I will apply to the above, the feasibility of this plan is good. If possible, the mutant can be absorbed into the CIA.”
Alejandro shook his head.
“I won’t divulge information about him, after all, I don’t want to die yet.”
He has seen Broly’s magical tracking and surveillance methods, and guessed that it should be a telepathic ability similar to Professor X, a combination of Professor X and Wolverine, no one would want to be his enemy.
Alejandro stood up as he said, took the lighter on the wine table, hid it in his pocket, and walked towards the door of the bar.
“You know how much I want revenge, and hope not to stop me.”
Matt shrugged, picked up the beer and continued drinking.
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Back in the safe house in El Paso, Alejandro suddenly pressed his hand on his back with vigilance, drew the pistol from the holster, held the gun, and walked into the room cautiously.
“Don’t be nervous, it’s me.”
Broly sat on the sofa in the safe house carelessly.
“How about it, are you talking about it?”
Alejandro inserted the pistol back into the holster, walked into the kitchen, made a few sandwiches, and placed them on the dinner plate.
“Matt will not stop us, and will provide necessary help. At least the border check will not check our car.” He picked up a sandwich and ate a few bites: “Let’s go to Mexico today.”
After eating the sandwich, he opened the secret door of the cabinet and took out two large bags of equipment.
“Can you use firearms?”
“of course!”
Broly said. Although his fist is much more powerful than a rifle, his killing efficiency is far inferior. So he redeemed this ability with revival points.
[Launch’s shooting skills]
This ability only needs 5 points, but it is very practical. After all, even with a submachine gun, it is not easy to hit Roshi.
Alejandro nodded, drew a rifle from the equipment bag, and threw it to Broly.
“HK-433, 12-inch barrel, the latest product launched by HK company. C-Mag drum, loaded with 100 rounds”
Broly played with the rifle in his hand. The exquisite workmanship and precise mechanical structure made this rifle more like a handicraft rather than a weapon.
“Do drug dealers use such good weapons? In my impression, they all use old rifles like AK47s, right?”
Alejandro shook his head.
“Mata Group is not that kind of small role. Their assets are about 25 billion U.S. dollars, and they won’t use the tatters of the last century.”
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Diaz is a senior lawyer of the Reyes Group. He has a large number of contacts in the Mexican law enforcement department and bought countless police officers for Reyes. He also advocated lobbying and tried to modify Mexico’s laws to create more for the Reyes Group. Relaxed environment. He grabbed a lot of wealth from it, owning a mansion with more than one hundred rooms and an artificial lake with ferocious fish collected from all over the world.
Three strong bodyguards escorted him out of the Commercial Bank of Mexico Financial Building and got into the back seat of a Maybach S560.
In this tallest and most expensive office building in Mexico, he rented an entire floor as the office of a law firm.
The heavy luxury car drove out of the parking space lightly under the powerful engine. Just before it was about to drive into the main road, a dilapidated van suddenly rushed out and blocked the road.
As the car door opened, a heavily armed bandit with a skull hood raised his rifle and fired at the Maybach S560. The front windshield of a luxury car was instantly covered with bullet holes, but most of the bullets did not penetrate the bullet-proof glass.
There was a roar from the engine compartment, and the bodyguards in the car tried to forcibly crash into the van blocking the front.
“cut!”
Broly threw away the rifle in his hand, and did not dodge in the face of the rushing luxury car. He stepped on the front of the luxury car and stopped the whole car directly with brute force.
The tires rubbed against the ground violently, and a burst of hot black smoke emerged. The engine roared, but the whole car didn’t move.
The bodyguard in the car panicked and rolled down the car window, leaning out his rifle and trying to shoot.
“Boom! Boom!”
Alejandro in the driver’s seat of the van had already gotten out of the car, raising his rifle to kill them all.
Diaz opened the car door, moved his bloated body, and ran towards the financial building.
“boom!”
A cloud of blood exploded on his feet, his fat body fell heavily to the ground, and his glasses flew out. The strong desire to survive made him continue to get up from the ground and limped to continue running.
“boom!”
The injured leg was shot again, and Diaz finally couldn’t run, squirming on the ground, like a fat maggot.
Alejandro walked slowly, picked up the glasses that fell on the ground, and threw them on Diaz.
“Put it on.”
He pointed at Diaz with a rifle, his tone calm.
Diaz tremblingly picked up his glasses and put them on.
Alejandro pulled off the hood so that Diaz could see his face clearly. Diaz obviously recognized his identity, his pupils shrank for a while, and he was about to say something.
“Good bye my friend.”
Alejandro did not give him a chance to speak.
“Boom boom boom boom!”
Bullet rain turned Diaz’s fat body into a mass of rotten flesh.
He glanced at the footprints on the hood of the car, opened the latch of a grenade, opened the hood, and threw it in.