American Comics Agency: Opening Pets Tom and Jerry

As night fell, in Coulson's convenience store, two men were loading bullets into the magazine.

There were four specially customized SIG Sauer P320 pistols placed on the table. All four pistols were equipped with silencers, but only two of them were equipped with red dot sights. It was not difficult to see that these two were the main ones, while the other two were spare ones.

Next came ten lightweight throwing knives and two daggers. These cold weapons were made of special metals, with hardness and toughness far exceeding military daggers. They were also sprayed with light-absorbing materials to ensure that there would be no reflections at night.

Then there are several tactical grenades, stun grenades, smoke bombs and high-explosive grenades that will only be used when necessary.

Finally, there are their main weapons, the MP5 standard submachine guns with silencers. These two submachine guns are equipped with red dot sights and four magazines.

After the two of them loaded the last of the bullets into the magazine, Coulson took out a suit and threw it to Grant, saying, "This is the technology we bought from the mainland. It's a suit made of special bulletproof material. Because we were in such a rush, we can't customize it. This is a universal size for your body. You should be able to fit into it."

Grant put it on, felt it, and said there was no problem.

Then the two began to load magazines into their tactical belts. After loading tactical grenades, pistols, throwing knives and daggers, the two began tonight's operation.

First, we took a car to the base camp of A Drop of Blood, an unfinished building with more than ten floors.

Because the developer has no money to continue developing it, it has to be left here. The founder of One Drop of Blood is actually a homeless man who has lived here all year round. After establishing One Drop of Blood, he used this place as his headquarters.

As more and more people joined in, this place was made look more and more presentable by them. Just like now, the colorful neon lights are constantly flashing, accompanied by harsh dance music, disturbing the surrounding residents so that they can't sleep well. But they dare not complain, after all, those who dare to complain were just born this year.

"Sir, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you. Remember, this time our operation is a private one. There are no reinforcements and no identity. Don't die, and don't be captured alive. Do you understand?"

"Understood, sir!"

"Alright, let's get started. No member of One Drop of Blood will be left alive tonight!"

"Yes, sir!"

The two attacked from two directions to ensure that no one would escape.

Grant attacked from the front and Coulson attacked from behind.

Coulson easily climbed over the two-meter-high wall. As soon as he jumped down from the wall, several members of One Drop of Blood holding weapons came towards him with their arms around each other's shoulders. However, seeing how they staggered, it was obvious that they had drunk a lot.

Looking at their current appearance, those who don't know would think this is some war-torn area or the City of God. They would never imagine that this is New York City, the world's first economic center.

Coulson looked at them and immediately hid in the darkness. He waited until these people walked past him, then he walked out of the darkness, slowly pulled out the dagger, and quietly came behind the lone man. He suddenly covered his mouth with one hand, and quickly swept the other hand across his throat, and then dragged him into the darkness.

As the blood continued to flow out, the struggling member of the Drop of Blood slowly stopped, and finally lost his life completely.

His death also foreshadowed the beginning of the massacre.

Coulson continued to use the dagger to assassinate and soon cleared out all the people patrolling outside.

Grant did the same, but he had to do one more step than Coulson, which was to cut off the power lines of the outer lights so that he could take action.

Soon the two of them gathered together, and Coulson spoke first: "How is it, is it cleaned up?"

"Now that it's cleaned up, the next step is to go inside."

"Okay, remember not to leave anyone alive, understand?"

"Understood, sir."

The two men put the daggers in their left hands and pulled out pistols in their right hands. They gently opened the door on the first floor and began to clear the entire floor step by step.

There were not many enemies on the first floor, only two or three. They were basically sentry officers, but they had not received any training. So when the two men appeared in their sight, without waiting for them to take out their guns, they decisively pulled the trigger, two shots to the body and one to the head. Even a god would shake his head when seeing this.

As they cleared the floor by floor, more and more people appeared. At first, they were able to kill them with their speed, but as the number of people increased, they could not kill them in the first time. This gave them a chance to react. As the gunshots rang out, even with the interference of dance music, many people still heard them.

The leader of One Drop of Blood immediately stood up, holding an AK and blasting the speaker, and shouted: "Brothers, someone dares to attack us, what do you tell us to do!"

“Kill them! Kill them!!”

The guys who had just finished taking drugs raised their weapons and shouted.

"Haha, that's right, kill them!!!" the One Blood Boss shouted loudly, and then they headed downstairs in a mighty manner.

Coulson and the others also knew that they had alarmed them. After clearing out the miscellaneous soldiers on this floor, the two of them immediately used some debris to create a favorable combat terrain. They changed the bullets, inserted them back into their tactical belts, and replaced them with submachine guns, ready for battle.

The two men were waiting with their guns crossed, and saw a group of people coming down the only staircase. They immediately opened fire, and the bullets were mercilessly plundering their lives. The people behind them were scared and quickly retreated.

But there were too many people crowded here. Those on the upper level wanted to go down, and those on the lower level wanted to go up. For a moment they were completely blocked and gradually became panicked. Even though two of them had finished a magazine and were reloading, they did not organize a counterattack, but wanted to escape quickly. This gave Coulson and his men an opportunity.

However, this time both of them did not choose to shoot in a sweeping manner, but instead fired in bursts. It can be said that they were only focusing on their backs.

As more and more people died, so many that they even blocked the entire staircase. The people in power finally came to their senses, fled quickly, and pointed their guns at the staircase.

Now both sides are in a stalemate, one dares not go up and the other dares not go down.

"Boss, you're here."

"Fuck you, what are you doing! Why don't you go down!" When the One Drop of Blood boss arrived at the scene, he saw the members trembling and not daring to go down. He was so angry that he kept swearing and kicking them.

"Boss, it's not that we don't want to go down, but their firepower is too strong. Look for yourself, those are the bodies of our brothers."

The One Drop of Blood boss came to the stairs and looked down slightly. When he saw the dozen or so corpses, he couldn't help swallowing.

"In that case, let's hold them back. Anyway, our reinforcements will arrive when daybreak comes."

"But Boss, they won't use explosives, will they?"

"Do they dare? Keep a close eye on them now. If anyone shows up, shoot them."