Chapter 261 The Tricky Tom and Jerry
A flash of firelight, at the front of the flying skateboard, opened up directly.
In the next mont, flas shot out, and bullets burning with fire raced out.
"Ahhhh..."
Amidst a string of screams, the bullets enchanted with flas, almost as if equipped with navigation, shot precisely into the mobsters’ bodies.
Bullets only damage the flesh, but the hellfire attached to them burns the soul!
It can be said that these gang mbers killed by the Evil Spirit Knight not only had their bodies burned to dry corpses, but their souls were also incinerated.
anwhile, Frank, who was behind the Evil Spirit Knight, was originally preparing to desperately fight, but then he saw the man descending from the sky beco a burning skeleton and was stunned for a mont.
Just seeing all those mobsters killed by the fla skeleton, his original Fury instantly extinguished.
Frank knelt before his wife, daughter, and son, in pain watching their convulsing bodies, his tears pouring down like a breached dam.
Several fatal injuries were on his family, each one on the brink of death, yet he was helpless.
"It seems you need help."
Mo Qingchen, Grey Wolf, and Edward descended slowly from the air, landing beside him, and said softly.
"As long as you can save my wife, daughter, and son, my life, Frank Castle’s life, is yours!"
Despite his deep sorrow, Frank, due to his vigilance, still observed everything around him.
To how Mo Qingchen and the others appeared, Frank naturally saw it.
But with his wife, daughter, and son in dying states, his enemies dead, he had no scruples, even thinking of dying with his family.
Yet Mo Qingchen’s words gave him hope.
These individuals were not normal, if they dared to say so, they must have a way to save his family.
Also, Frank subconsciously felt these people were here for him.
"Your promise, Frank Castle, still holds its worth, Edward, it’s up to you."
So people’s promises are as good as gold, saying and doing.
So people’s promises are as good as nothing, forgotten in a turn.
Frank is the forr; he says his life is theirs, should they ask him to face the fire or climb the mountain, he wouldn’t hesitate.
Edward nodded, casually waving out a wave of Holy Light.
The gentle Holy Light Energy invaded Frank’s family’s bodies, beginning to repair their physical injuries with visible speed.
Amidst a chorus of clicking sounds, the bullets embedded in their bodies were expelled as their wounds healed.
In less than three seconds, those who were originally near death instantly returned to their best state.
Even old injuries within their bodies were completely healed under the power of Holy Light.
In the next mont, they opened their eyes from unconsciousness.
"Frank, have we arrived in Hell?"
Frank’s wife looked at him, still tear-stained face, unable to help but ask.
The mories just now, the physical pain, all were present, but now there was no pain, naturally she believed they all died and reunited in Hell.
"No, you are saved, it was the BOSS who saved our family."
Frank tightly embraced his wife, his face showing a look of regained treasure.
The daughter and son beside him also joined in.
No one in the family expected to be caught in such a sudden disaster while out for a picnic.
"Little Fool, check which faction these gang mbers belong to."
Among the dozens of gang mbers here, there wasn’t a gang leader, at most, only so mid-high-level mbers.
Mo Qingchen didn’t want troubles from the gang mbers later on.
Thus, they must strike first against those who might bring them trouble, eliminating them thoroughly.
"Master, these gang mbers slightly belong to a branch under the Arican Mafia subordinate faction, considered the outer gang mbers of the High Platform Table in New York."
Simultaneously, Little Fool also listed information about the High Platform Table.
The High Platform Table, a grand and rigorous global number one assassin organization ford by super cri organizations from twelve countries, bringing order to the Assassin Realm.
They have established Continental Hotels worldwide, providing tasks, rewards, various services, and more to assassins joining them.
Mo Qingchen seeing the Continental Hotel data, instantly thought of a certain dog lover.
For a small dog, he went on a rampage and killed a massive gang organization, even later overthrowing several mbers of the High Platform Table.
Then he saw the second set of data about the Great Xia forces belonging to one of the twelve seats of the High Platform Table.
The information Little Fool listed showed that this force was connected with the Celestial Sword Bureau, Ancient Martial Family, and Ancient Sect and other organizational forces.
This force has established branches worldwide, its organization extrely vast.
Win-win cooperation, Celestial Sword Bureau internal, this force external.
True win-win cooperation.
Simultaneously, the information listed by Little Fool showed that this force also had powerful individuals, although still inferior to sothing like the Celestial Sword Bureau.
"It seems we need to send a warning to the High Platform Table, while letting the Italian Mafia main branch know they’ve provoked an entity they can’t afford to provoke."
Killers just move a head, but doing it yourself is also a troubleso affair.
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