Saiyan in Marvel - Chapter 9
Chapter 9 Angry Filippo
“Who are they.”
Broly asked as he watched the flying plane.
“A group of people who specialize in the service of killers. They are people from the Continental Hotel.”
Alejandro said.
“Continental Hotel?”
This immediately aroused Broly’s interest.
“The Continental Hotel is an organization set up by a group of people from the underground world to regulate the rules of the underground world. They provide killers with various services, firearms and equipment, target intelligence, accommodation and rest, everything. And no one can kill at the Continental Hotel.”
Hungry for revenge, he became a killer and spent some time in the Continental Hotel. In an operation, he met CIA agent Matt and became his informant before half leaving the Continental Hotel.
(Continental Hotel, originated from the killer organization in John Wick series of movies, I don’t know if you have guessed from the old man who collected the corpse in the last chapter)
“After the Reyes Group resolves it, give me one as well.”
Broly said, and got into the van. He was a little disappointed. He destroyed the drug factory of the Reyes Group and didn’t get any revival points.
Alejandro shrugged and started the van.
The old van drove bumpy on the loess road, and soon left the garage behind.
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“Who is it! Is it a member of the Mata Group?”
Filippo Reyes has a beard and brown skin, and his skull is big, like a lion. At this time, he was obviously in anger, his eyebrows and hair were trembling, and his face was flushed with blood. The dangerous breath radiating from him everyone in the room was silent.
Everyone knows the consequences of offending Filippo.
After undergoing the most painful torture, the corpse being hung from a street lamp is just the most common practice of the Reyes Group. He once chopped up people into offal and put them in the refrigerator to give to the enemy.
“We are still confirming that almost no one sees them taking action, they avoid all cameras perfectly.”
Bolton’s face is not very good. He controls the Reyes Group’s armed forces and uses cruel methods to strike at the Reyes Group’s enemies and internal traitors.
“But they still left a clue, which was given to us by our friend in the police station.”
The sturdiness of the Diaz bulletproof car exceeded Alejandro’s expectations, and the engine compartment was still not completely destroyed under the damage of the grenade.
The inside line in the police station sent a photo. A piece of engine cover is packed in a sealed bag. Although there are traces of flame burning and serious deformation on it, there is still a mark left by the heel of the shoe.
“Mutant?”
Filippo’s face suddenly became serious.
“Are they from the Brotherhood of Mutants?”
To say who the most feared enemy of the Reyes Group is, it is definitely not the CIA, FBI and other American power agencies, but the mutant Brotherhood, a completely unruly terrorist organization. They have inextricably linked with the mutant factory, from where they bought more than a dozen brainwashed mutants as killers.
“It shouldn’t be them. If it is really the Brotherhood of Mutants, then we should all have been inserted into a hornet’s nest by steel bars now.”
Bolton made a joke that was not funny.
“It should be the Mata Group. They found a mutant killer and thought they could deal with us.”
Because of the bad relationship between the U.S. government and mutants, neither the CIA nor the FBI have mutant members. So they didn’t doubt them.
“Then what are you waiting for, immediately find a group of people to retaliate back! I want Barlow Mata to feel pain!”
Filippo roared like an angry lion. As a drug cartel, what they fear most is being thought to be weak. Competitors and collaborators will be like hyenas smelling blood, tearing up the giant Reyes Group and swallowing them.
He drank a glass of water and eased his breath.
“In addition, arrange for Antonio to follow my daughter, and the beasts of the Mata Group will do everything.”
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Carnival Hotel Naucalpan, 27th floor.
Alejandro was using a huge single-scope telescope to observe the opposite school. He patted the telescope and said:
“Swarovski, the nobleman in the telescope, the CIA only uses the best.”
Expensive telescopes have clear and sharp images, and can almost clearly see the nose hairs in the guard’s nostrils.
“Now we have two plans. First, we will rush into the opposite school and get her over. This is relatively simple and there will not be too many accidents; the second is to intercept and kill halfway, which will cause more Chaos, but it’s also more like the practice of a drug cartel.”
Broly was dealing with a lot of burritos, and asked without looking up:
“Which way can kill more people?”
Alejandro shrugged.
“Of course it’s the second one. Filippo Reyes has arranged a lot of bodyguards for his daughter.”
Broly picked up a big bottle of beer and drank it all at once:
“Then we’ll just wait here until they are over. Also, order thirty pies for me.”
San Ignacio Girls’ School was established as early as when the Spanish ruled Mexico, and it was a model for girls’ schools in the 18th century. Until now, it is still one of the best schools in Mexico. Most of the students studying in it are senior officials, foreign officials in Mexico, and the daughters of business celebrities.
Before the 1990s, it was impossible for the daughter of a drug dealer to enter this long-established school.
Isabella Reyes’ campus life was not pleasant, and her classmates faintly rejected her, and the daughter of an American diplomat humiliated her face to face several times.
After school, almost all of Mexico’s luxury cars appeared at the school gate, and the five identical Chevrolet Sabobans were particularly conspicuous.
Several bodyguards in black escorted Isabella into the Saboban in the middle.
Isabella picked up the tablet in the seat and lit it absently.
“Why are there so many people today?”
As she said, she looked at the person sitting on the side with a somewhat scared look. He was a sturdy man with a dull expression. His eyes seemed to be covered with a gray cloud. There was no trace of expression. The rock-like muscles tightened the suit tightly, almost bursting out of his clothes.
Isabella has seen how they kill people, cruel, efficient, and will not have the slightest softness. They look like humans, but in fact they are just forged weapons of murder.
“Someone is looking for trouble with the group recently, and the boss is worried that they are looking at the lady.”
The bodyguard sitting in the co-pilot said.
Isabella lay back on her seat expressionlessly, and continued to play with the tablet in her hand. Suddenly, the cartoon playing on the tablet was interrupted.
“Fuck, unable to connect to the Internet!”
The bodyguard on the co-pilot immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted the bodyguards in other cars. He did not simply regard the disconnection as a bad signal.
“Check the signal! Check the surrounding changes! Someone may want to do it on us.”
The bodyguards on the other vehicles found that the signal of the entire convoy was cut off after a while.
“Quick! Speed up!”
The bodyguard felt his heart twitch, as if being held by an invisible big hand. He took out the dagger, cut open the seat, took out the rifle inside, loaded the magazine, and opened the insurance.