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Just like today.

A rainy night was the perfect funeral for Nolan Rock's young girlfriend.

Just as he was enjoying it.

There was a loud bang.

The villa's door was suddenly forced open.

Morse was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically.

He immediately took out the pistol that he never parted with.

He had just gotten the pistol when he saw a figure appear at the door.

There seemed to be something else behind that person.

He just couldn't see it clearly.

"Morse, tell me... where is the headquarters of your Irish mafia?"

"You are Nolan Locke!"

How did you end up here?

He was suddenly terrified.

He could never forget Nolan Locke's voice, even in death.

Nolan was wearing the Delta 6 speed suit.

The armor completely covers the entire structure.

He didn't want to be taken advantage of by Morse.

"I'll ask you one more time, tell me, where is the headquarters of you Irish people?"

"What a joke!"

Morse fired without hesitation.

But this shot only produced a series of sparks.

The next instant, Nolan rushed right in front of him.

She grabbed him by the neck.

"Morse, I'm giving you one last chance."

You should know that there are many ways in this world to get secrets out of a person.

I'm sure you haven't been trained with truth serum.

Just as Nolan was speaking.

A killer machine walked up to him.

Morse was still hesitating.

"Number 3, break one of his fingers!"

Nolan spoke in a cold voice.

Killer No. 3 wields his blade.

He had no interest in getting his hands on truth serum.

Accompanied by screams.

Morse looked terrified.

Half of his hand was cut off!

Killer 3 doesn't have that kind of high intelligence.

But Nolan didn't care at all.

Where is the Irish headquarters located?

Seeing that Morse did not answer, Nolan immediately spoke again.

"Break one more!"

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Morse called out.

Although he was a member of the Irish mafia, he was still just a businessman.

but……

It's already too late.

The killer launched his blade without hesitation.

In an instant, Morse's entire palm fell down.

"I'll ask again!"

This time, Nolan had just opened his mouth.

Morse then yelled out the location of the Irish gang.

Having received the answer, Nolan revealed a cold smile.

He smiled strangely and said:

"I don't want to kill anyone, you know, this world is complicated."

It's not just ordinary people like us; there are also some very troublesome guys.

I just want to live a good life; I don't want to cause any trouble.

Because there is a perverted woman who likes to touch the jewels on her chest and can predict the future.

But……"

Nolan grabbed Morse by the neck.

The battery pack in the Delta 6 Speed ​​Suit provided him with tremendous power.

In an instant, Morse's neck was severed.

Morse's last words were only spoken as his eyes gradually lost consciousness.

Why are you forcing me...?

Why is that?

Nolan's expression gradually twisted.

This damn world! It's just a business dispute, why do people want to kill each other so easily!

Damn Irish gangsters!

Noah threw Morse's body to the ground.

"Since you've provoked me, then from today onwards, the Irish gangsters, like those Aryans, will all disappear!"

There was a loud bang.

Thunder rumbled!

The rain came down in torrents.

Nolan walked into the downpour.

Even through the Delta 6 speed suit, he could feel the intensity of the rain.

Finland, Kuli!

You better not let me catch you!

now.

Inside the Irish mafia.

Finland's Kuli was calculating the time.

"Why haven't they come back yet?"

He frowned.

Judging by the time, the people who went to find Jessica Jones should have returned by now.

After thinking for a moment, he made a phone call to Morse.

I listened to the dial tone on the other end, but no one answered.

Finland's Kuli had a gloomy expression.

At a time like this, Morse couldn't possibly ignore the phone.

It seems Morse has run into trouble.

Who did this!

They have conducted a detailed investigation into Jessica Jones's information.

After all, she was just a little girl from Hell's Kitchen.

Most of the intelligence was not a secret to them.

That little girl couldn't possibly have that ability.

Is he the person behind Nolan Locke?

He felt that he had guessed the truth.

"Gather everyone together. Morse is in trouble. I'm afraid someone will be coming to us soon."

Finland's Kuli sneered.

"It's the boss!"

Someone immediately went out to inform them.

Soon, many sleepy-eyed Irishmen were summoned.