Black Hand Over the Sky

Chapter 6: Mutants Strike

As the caravan reached a relatively sparsely populated avenue, a dump truck came along the road.

"Boss, something's going on! "Said the guard ahead

"Yeah," Anthony said darkly. "The heavy vehicles are coming into town. They haven't been stopped yet. Looks like they have some energy."

"A bunch of thugs. That's how they break the rules of the gang," James said. "What's up, son?"

"Small things, flat," said Anthony. "Since they don't play by the rules, we don't care. Call the guys in the back and greet them with big toys."

"Yes, boss," said Anthony.

A man appears in a convertible following the convoy, and in his hand an anti-tank bazooka -- made by the Stark Military Industrial Group, guaranteed quality.

There is a flash of fire, a loud explosion, the dump truck falls apart, and Anthony shakes his glass of wine, exclaims to himself, no wonder Stark has become an arms giant, this quality, this power, just!

Just as Antony was about to order the caravan to move on, two figures burst out of the dump truck. One of them, scorched and blackened, came out of the blast and began to fall over and spit blood, while the other was clutching his chest and gasping for air.

"All right, Dick, it doesn't matter," asked the man with the golden hair clutching his chest.

"It's okay, but the explosion was pretty big, and I hurt myself trying to protect both of us, so I may not be able to do it," said the man, who was blackened and barely visible as he vomited blood.

"You wait a moment, I have solved them and they are coming to take you to treatment." The golden hairy man said, then stood up, let out a loud roar, the body expanded rapidly, from 1.8 meters quickly became 2.4 meters of the big body, the same metallic luster, and then quickly rushed to this side.

"Mutants? ! Interesting, looks like an enhanced mutant." "Anthony said.

"Even the mutants are coming out, is that okay? "James said.

"Of course," Anthony said: "It's not the first time we've been attacked by mutants these days. Tell Sife to use the infrasound weapon you picked up at the market. I want these mutants alive."

Marvel Black technology, infrasonic wave weapons, this is a few days ago someone in Anthony's black market, Anthony with a high price to take down, the specific company or private laboratory produced Anthony is unknown. Anyway, there are many abnormal Marvel scientists, and there are many black technologies.

Super weapons start, in the end is to spend a lot of money to get the hand, the effect is immediate, just arrogating, like a cow such as a tiger rushing to the big, suddenly knelt, holding the head wailing, while the skyrocketing body slowly reversion to the original look.

"Take away," Anthony said, and a few tough guys skillfully took out a gun with a powerful anesthetic and shot each of the two people. They were then tied with special cords and thrown into the trunk of the car behind them.

The caravan starts again, bypassing the damaged road to Caesar's Palace, the new headquarters of the Angry Gang.

After parking all the cars in the dedicated parking room under Caesar's Palace, Antony motioned to one of his men to take his father back to the top floor and set them up. Then he said to Brock, "Take them down there and see if you can find out who hired them. Be careful, they're mutants, you gotta take care of everything, okay?"

"Okay, boss, it's not the first time we've caught mutants, so we'll be fine," Brock replies, gesturing to the two men nearby to help them away.

Looking at Brock about to leave to do business, Anthony stopped him for a moment and said, "Yes, these two people stay alive, I'm useful."

"Understood," although Brock did not quite understand the use of his boss to keep these two people, but he did not ask, just showed understanding, and then went down to do business.

Anthony looked at him leaving the figure, can not help but nod to himself, this name Brock, although not the best of the angry gang, but it is the most loyal and obedient. It is precisely because he has this kind of merit that Anthony will keep him around.

But the guy was not bold enough, and he had hesitated to take on the district attorney last time. But that's just as well. Bold people are usually ambitious. Too much ambition is hard to control, and Anthony doesn't like people who can't be controlled.

As for why he kept two people, mostly Anthony wanted to experiment. To see if he could use his dream ability to implant subconscious instructions in both of their minds. If it works, you'll have two more loyal mutants on your hands.

Sometimes Anthony really doesn't understand how the world thinks. On the one hand, he desperately wants to make supermen by scientific means, on the other hand, he desperately rejects these mutant supermen. Man is really a very contradictory creature.

Watching Brock lead people into the elevator that leads underground, Anthony leads people out.

Taking the elevator to the top floor of Caesars Palace, Anthony entered the room prepared for his father. Looking at his brother and sister who were playing spoiled for his father, Anthony could not help but smile and then embrace his family.

"Brother," his younger siblings trotted over first, jockeying to embrace their dearest brother. Anthony's father looked at the situation with a smile on his face and quietly gave Anthony a thumbs-up.

After sending his siblings aside to play, Anthony brought two glasses of wine to the bar and handed one to his father, saying, "Dad, this is our new home. How do you like it?"

"It's not as nice as our old home," Anthony's dad took a sip of the wine, looked around and smiled. "But it's good enough for the new boss."

Anthony was a little stunned at this, and then hurriedly said, "Dad, I think since you are out, the position of the boss should be given to you..."

Anthony's father raised his hand to interrupt Anthony and continued, "I am tired of sitting for so long, the boss of the angry gang. You should come."

Then Anthony's father tasted a glass of wine and looked out of the window at the night scene of Manhattan, New York, and continued with deep feelings: "In fact, when I was inside, I thought about some things very clearly, I have always wanted you to contact with some things in the gang, because I have always felt that taking the gangway is actually not the right way, I don't want you to step on this road like me. But now I realize that some things don't change as we want them to. In this capitalist country, our ancestors were gangsters, and we are deeply branded with it. Even if we want to quit, where can we go?"

Anthony's father gulped the red wine from his glass, then turned to Anton, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I now officially hand over the Anger Gang to you. I hope it can play a more brilliant role in your hands!"

"Don't worry dad, you'll see this day," Anthony said, nodding confidently as he also gulped down his glass of wine.