Death, Carnage!
Thunder rumbled outside, and gunshots echoed inside.
Soon.
The first floor was completely cleared.
After confirming no one was on the first floor, Nolan looked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.
Large numbers of miniature robots swarmed towards the stairs to the second floor.
The silver-white robots were like a tide.
And two Killers and SAR-1 Combat Robots were mixed among them.
Nolan also ascended the stairs.
Today, not even a chicken or dog will be left!
Suddenly, a burst of gunfire sounded.
Many miniature robots were shattered by the splashing bullets.
Nolan was not surprised.
The technology of these miniature robots was not complex.
Their combat capability was even more ordinary.
They didn't even carry thermal weapons.
After all, their size was too small, and miniaturizing weapons has always been a difficult problem.
Their only advantage was their vast numbers.
He had a vision for the future.
One day, he would let his mechanical army cover the entire horizon.
What was the advantage of mechanical weapons?
It wasn't powerful individual combat strength.
It was an endless mechanical ocean.
To let every enemy fall into the ocean of machinery was what he should do.
He could even create a complete recycling system.
While fighting, they could recycle discarded materials.
As long as the energy didn't stop, his mechanical ocean wouldn't stop.
What he had now was just an attempt.
Although the effect wasn't significant.
But at least he could be sure.
The people upstairs were panicking.
"Who are you? Why are you attacking our Irish territory!
If there's a misunderstanding between us, we can talk!"
Finland Cooley, standing on the second floor, spoke.
These strange robots made him feel that things were not simple.
Hearing this, Nolan, wearing the power suit, leaped a few times and reached a position where he could see Finland Cooley.
At this time, Finland Cooley had already ordered his men to stop attacking.
He was waiting.
He wanted to talk to the person behind Nolan Locke.
It wasn't worth fighting to the death for a Nolan Locke.
He believed that compared to fighting the Irish to the death, a mere Nolan Locke didn't have much value.
Nolan smiled.
"You want to cease fire with me?"
Finland Cooley heard that Nolan Locke's tone was not very friendly.
He didn't care.
Although he still had trump cards, there was no doubt that the other side had the upper hand now.
"That's right, Nolan Locke doesn't have that kind of value.
I think a cease-fire now is the best choice for both of us.
Anything Nolan Locke can give you, I can give you."
Finland Cooley said confidently.
Then he smiled again and continued:
"Of course, if possible, we hope our cooperation can allow me to own these big toys.
These big toys of yours, let alone Locke Company, even Stark Industries probably doesn't have them."
"That's really... interesting."
Nolan smiled.
This bastard must be Finland Cooley.
But he actually wanted to cooperate with the target he intended to kill, the one who even harmed an innocent girl for this purpose.
Nolan's voice was terrifyingly calm.
"Do you know my name?"
Finland Cooley frowned.
At the same time, his hand behind his back made a few gestures.
Immediately, someone relayed the message backwards.
Finland Cooley thought he was being discreet.
But he didn't know that Nolan saw everything clearly.
"My name is Nolan Locke!"
Nolan suddenly roared.
"I don't care what you Irish want to do!
But you shouldn't covet my things, and even less should you try to take them away in this way!"
Hearing Nolan's words.
Finland Cooley's face changed.
This guy was actually their target, the heir to Locke Company who had been crippled!
"fack! Kill him for me!"
At this moment, Finland Cooley no longer hesitated.
He roared.
The hatred between the two had reached an irreconcilable point.
While speaking, Finland Cooley drew his gun and fired.
However, Nolan's reaction was also very fast.
He turned and hid among the SAR-1 Combat Robots.
Even though his power suit was bulletproof.
That wasn't a reason for him to face bullets directly.
Seeing this scene, Finland Cooley turned and ran.
He wasn't stupid either.
Those robots were not easy to deal with.
The next instant, the SAR-1 Combat Robots began to attack.
Bullets sprayed continuously.
In the blink of an eye.
More than a dozen Irish Gang members who didn't have time to dodge were riddled with bullets.
Just then.
There was a loud explosion.
Large numbers of miniature robots were blown to pieces.
Even two SAR-1 Combat Robots were damaged.
"Rocket launcher!"
Seeing the weapon the other side brought out.
Nolan was surprised.
Just a gang, and they even had this kind of heavy weapon.
Finland Cooley laughed loudly.
"Kid, do you think you've won just because you have these robots?
This is the Irish Gang, even in all of Hell's Kitchen, we are a top gang!
Since you dared to charge in, then die!"
Along with Finland Cooley's roar.
A second Rocket appeared.
But this time.
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The Rocket failed to achieve its effect.
Because all the combat robots were equipped with emergency combat procedures.
Enough time had passed for them to react.
After reacting, it was time to attack!
The SAR-1 Combat Robots unleashed their firepower madly.
The miniature robots advanced rapidly.
And the two Killers had already used their claws to grip the wall, leaped, and entered the crowd.
Finland Cooley, who had just been smug, was suddenly stunned by this big reversal.
He was stunned.
But Nolan wouldn't be!
"Kill!"
Nolan roared.
All the robots began a Carnage.
Rocket launcher?
The burly man carrying the Rocket launcher was still reloading, but when he looked up, he saw a mechanical creature, seemingly made of sharp blades, appear before him.
The next instant.
The Killer severed the burly man's neck.
Then it turned coldly and sprang towards another gunman who was shooting at it.
In just a moment, the sharp blades had pierced that person.
Not everyone could easily hit the Killer's joints like that Brotherhood Killer.
In this kind of battle, the Killer was the absolute Killer.
"Bastard!"
Finland Cooley's eyes were splitting with rage.
These were the elites of the Irish Gang.
"Nolan Locke, if you don't leave now, I'll make sure you have no burial place!"
Finland Cooley roared.
Nolan looked at him coldly, drew his gun, and fired.
With just one shot, he hit one of Finland Cooley's thighs.
Although he didn't usually practice marksmanship much.
He had studied it well recently, and the Delta 6 Rapid Power Suit, with its built-in battery module, could help him improve stability.
"No burial place?"
Nolan looked at Finland Cooley.
Walked up to him.
Killer 1 had arrived beside him at some point.
It directly severed one of his arms.
"From the moment you touched Jessica, we were already mortal enemies!
No matter how terrifying the Irish Gang is.
You shouldn't cross my bottom line!"
As he spoke, Nolan suddenly felt a lack of interest.
"Unfortunately, it's useless for you to remember."
The next moment, he picked up his handgun.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
Finland Cooley was shot in the forehead, instantly dying.
After killing Finland Cooley, Nolan looked at the others.
"Leave no one!"
His bottom line, no one could touch!
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