Chapter 16 The enemy attacks

"Thank you."

Alejandro smelled of gun smoke and there were three or four bullet holes on his body armor. The gunmen from the Reyes group put up a good fight. Fortunately, no one was killed.

He looked back at Chap's body in the back seat, his eyes a little moist.

"No, just think of it as a reward for eating during this time."

Broly lay on the seat of the van, closing his eyes and concentrating. Satan's fighting skills are much stronger than he expected. This martial art is not weak, but Satan has not used his full power.

Although martial arts become harder to improve as you advance, Broly has improved his Satan fighting skills to level 11 during this period of fighting and training. When you level up again, you will reach level 12, and you will be able to obtain another passive skill.

He hesitated for a while and did not use the skill points to level up.

Broly's talent is exceptional, and it doesn't take much time to master this type of martial arts. He plans to use his skill points to upgrade skills that are difficult to practice and improve, such as teleportation.

Jack Hammer, the weasel sitting in the back, was discussing the mission with Feonardo. Obviously, the reward for a more powerful mutant cannot be calculated at the previous price. And Feonardo is still upset that Broly killed Chap.

Chap is very powerful and not very loyal to the Reyes group. It is very likely that he will be instigated to join the Mata group. Finally, Fionado reluctantly raised the commission to US$800,000. Of that, Broly will get 600,000 and the other two will split the 200,000 equally.

Jack was a little exuberant. Mercenaries did not earn as much as laymen thought. Eight hundred thousand dollars was a good start. With Broly's powerful fighting force, they will make a fortune in the upcoming battle.

Within two days, Chap's body was hung on a billboard on the side of the highway leading to Mexico City. The battle between the Reyes group and the Mata group immediately became fierce, and the bodies of mid-level and high-level members of both parties continued to appear throughout Mexico City. Gunfire was heard throughout the city, and a large number of citizens began to flee Mexico City.

Over the next week, Broly and the mercenaries took on several more missions for the Mata Group, gaining a reputation in the underground world of Mexico City. One of the mercenaries was injured in battle and returned to the United States to recuperate.

Frequent battles brought Broly directly to level six, and three of the mutants contributed a lot of experience points.

It's not like no one ever wondered if Broly was the mutant who kidnapped Filippo Toreyes' daughter. But since the live video only recorded the second half, in which Broly's height increased to more than two meters due to his angry form, and he was wearing a hood, the suspicion was still just a suspicion. The Mata Group did not insult a powerful mutant like him during the war because of the slightest suspicion.

Francis watched the surveillance video on the big screen.

In the video, Broly was punching a bag with his naked upper body. The strong muscles seemed to be made of steel blocks with smooth lines. Sweat flowed freely, dampening the messy black hair.

The sandbag in front of him was not a sandbag in the traditional sense, but a huge steel high-pressure gas tank. The tank was cut open, filled with iron sand, and suspended from a steel frame by steel cables.

The wall of the high-pressure gas tank is up to two centimeters thick, and with the iron sand inside, the weight is not much different from a solid piece of iron. If an ordinary person hits it with his fist, he will only break his body.

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But every time Broly hit it, the heavy gas tank was lifted up. The tough tank wall is already covered with deep and shallow fist marks. The gas tank made a blood-curdling whistling sound as it swung, echoing and hitting Broly, who was instantly hit and sent flying. He struggled against his own strength.

"What a terrifying monster. No wonder he can easily subdue our products. Even Chap died at his hands. His body shape and appearance have not changed specifically because of superpowers." Francis' eyes almost shone, so powerful. The mutants are simply perfect warriors and the perfect experimental material for the Weapon X program. The serum extracted from his body may be able to mass-produce powerful super-soldiers.

Not all mutants are suitable for serum extraction. The serum of mutants like Chap does not mix well with normal humans, and there are almost no cases of successful superpower activation. Headquarters once captured a mutant with the ability to heal quickly, but unfortunately he escaped from the lab.

Bolton, who was standing next to him, looked very ugly, and he asked Francis.

"Why are there signal transmitters in your products, but we don't know about them?"

The reason they were able to locate Broly and sneak in to install surveillance cameras and bugs was because the products produced by the Mutant Factory all had signal transmitters installed in their bodies. They found the safe house using the signal emitted by the transmitter.

"Don't worry about it, Bolton. We only install beacons to provide better customer service. For example, if the product suddenly regains part of its memory or loses control, we can recover it in time. Trust us, our after-sales service is just perfect.

Francis said very perfunctorily, his attention already fully focused on Broly. If he achieves a breakthrough with this material, then he can leave Mexico, a place like this, and never have to deal with those stinking drug dealers again.

Bolton laughed angrily:

"I thought we paid enough to have full ownership of these mutants."

He was about to say more when Francis suddenly grabbed him around the neck and lifted his entire body into the air. He struggled weakly, his face flushed from the difficulty of breathing.

"We appreciate your patience, Mr. Burton. After all, our customer service is not cheap."

The reason Francis was asked to run this mutant factory was that there was a large amount of experimental material readily available in Mexico. The second was to extract a large amount of cash flow from these wealthy drug dealers to support the experiment. When given the opportunity to leave, he was so excited that he finally stopped being conceited to Bolton.

"Go ahead, this is perfect stuff."

He said and threw Bolton to the ground.

Nearly suffocating, Bolton gasped greedily for fresh air. A group of twelve heavily armed soldiers followed Francis and the Dust Angel, forming three cadres.

Bolton hesitated for a moment, quietly pressed the phone in his pocket, selected an Edelweiss, and climbed in.

The convoy roared out of the garage and headed for the safe house.