Makkeni indeed ran away before the operation started here.
In fact, to be fair, the few days before the arrest operation were the most painful for him. The entire city's criminals - whether openly or covertly - had been arrested for two days in just over a week.
The famous archer's men fell one after another, and in the blink of an eye he was the only target left. No matter how rough his lines were, he should have realized that a disaster was coming.
These past few days, he had been living a life without thinking about food or food. He hid in the safe house and worried all day long. He was so worried that he suddenly lost 180 pounds.
So before the Sheriff's Department came, McKenney quickly ran away. He changed the clothes of his subordinates and even lost his own car. He replaced it with someone else's car in the organization and ran away.
They avoided the main road and chose the darkened trail, heading all the way out of the city. A helicopter had been arranged outside the city, waiting for Makenny to pick him up and take off as soon as he arrived.
But obviously it's not that easy.
The arrow came through the air and slammed into the windshield in front of the car with a sudden sound. The arrow exploded with a pop, exploding into a sticky purple mass like mud.
The thing was originally concentrated in a small high-tech arrow. The moment it exploded and came into contact with the air, it expanded at an alarming rate. In the blink of an eye, it had spread to most of the windshield.
The driver in the car screamed strangely, lost sight of the car and turned quickly, slamming on the brakes at the same time.
But they were always on tenterhooks when running in the middle of the night. They kept the accelerator full and wished that this old car could have two more wheels. They had to worry about whether anyone was following them all the way. In addition, it was also a small road in the middle of the night, and there were no lights and lights along the way.
Unseen, the car suddenly braked and the car drifted in place, smashing into a big tree on the side of the road.
The hood of the car was directly smashed, and a string of sparks burst out of the engine. The broken tree trunks hit the roof of the car like a bunch of them, and the windshield shattered with a crash.
Several people in the car were hit to pieces, and the most serious ones suffered head injuries. But it only took them a few seconds to recover, and they fell out of the car one by one, rolling and crawling.
McKenney took the lead. When he got out of the car, he didn't care about his confidant and wanted to run away. But he had just taken a few steps when he saw a person standing in the shadows in front of him. He was wearing a black tactical vest, carrying a quiver on his back, and holding a hand.
The black folding bow is none other than Hawkeye, one of the two major archers who are feared throughout the city these days.
It's over.
This was the thought that popped up in the minds of Makenny and everyone around him at the same time.
They all knew exactly what these two archers were capable of, and within a week they had uprooted the entire city's delusional crime families.
They are not peace officers, and they do not follow the rules. To those in the underground world who are good at exploiting loopholes in the rules, they are simply the bane of the plague.
"No need to ask you"
But the other party didn't listen to his begging for mercy at all. Without saying a word, Hawkeye took out the next arrow from his quiver, raised his bow and pointed it at him.
With a whoosh, the compound bow was fully drawn with great force, and the arrow shot through the air. At that moment, Makenny almost felt that his breath was cut off.
Countless big guys fell under that bow, and those who were much stronger than him were defeated. Those who were unlucky went directly to see the King of Hell, and those who were lucky were imprisoned. Why did he think that he would achieve anything?
It's different.
But what no one expected was that a hand suddenly reached out from the darkness and grabbed the arrow that Hawkeye had shot into the air.
That's a man.
A tall and thin man, wearing a black combat uniform, with a slender build. His face was pale, as if he was seriously ill, and he looked a little old, but his eyes were as clear as water and piercing.
"Archer. If I remember correctly. Hawkeye?"
The tall and thin man turned the arrow he caught in a half circle in his hand.
"Robin Hood, your reputation is quite big these days. I have long thought about having the opportunity to come to Vendelani to learn from you. I wonder if you have heard of it.
Werewolf Fritz?”
"Werewolf. Are you that werewolf!?"
The subordinates around Makenny exclaimed. When he reminded them, several people also remembered this name.
Law-abiding people may not have heard of it, but many of them, especially those who have entered the industry early, have heard of this title.
Fritz Whitman, a veteran of the killer world in the same group as Black Sun, is one of the only remaining super killers on the Earth Planet. In his early years, it was rumored that he liked to commit crimes on full moon days, so he was dubbed the werewolf. But he
Like Hei Ri, he has already retreated behind the scenes and no longer takes action himself.
They actually encountered such a legend at this juncture?
In Vendelani?
The werewolf Fritz stepped forward: "Let me confirm whether you really have the eyes of an eagle as they say."
"Bad idea. This will be the biggest mistake you'll ever make in your life, man."
When Hawkeye finished speaking, the arrow in his hand had already left the string. He fired three arrows at the same time, one with three arrows. Two of the arrows were aimed at the killer's two vital points respectively, but the third arrow was locked on his rear.
of Makkeny.
Originally, the purpose of this shot was to trap Makani with restraint arrows while he was distracted in defense to prevent him from escaping. But he didn't expect that a sharp silver light shot out of the werewolf's hand, and three ding-dang-dang sounds were heard.
The arrows were intercepted halfway and shot away.
The arrow that was shot at Makenny was broken into half. The arrow missed its target, turned and fell into the ground on one side, exploding into a ball of gel with a snap.
Makeni and his younger brothers were ashen-faced. They immediately thought that if the assassin hadn't intercepted him, the arrow would have hit them and they would have been bound into this weird thing, dreaming.
They can't even run away.
The werewolf Fritz turned a short knife half a circle in his hand, stepped forward to face Hawkeye, and said coldly without looking back: "What are you still doing here?"
Makkeni and the others woke up from a dream, and turned around and ran away in a hurry. After running a few steps, they saw that the cover of the well had been opened, and someone leaned out half of his body to wave to them.
Makenny hesitated, thinking that the situation was critical and there was really no way to escape, so he simply waved his hand and led a few boys down with the man. The man conveniently covered the sewer cover from behind, making it invisible from the outside.
A little clue.
".I don't know who you are, but don't think you can win my gratitude."
Makenny followed the man behind and said stiffly.
"I'm still the only remaining king of this city, and I still respond to everything. You'd better stop playing tricks and tell me what you do."
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Makkeny, we know that your strength is still there, which is why you are still worthy of our invitation." The man walked in front and said with a smile.
"Invitation? Who are you?"
"Resisters," the man said, "people whose interests have been expropriated, people who have been forced to lose their jobs and have no choice, street members who have been kicked out of the streets and have nowhere to go, and people who are in a difficult situation because the entire industry has been devastated.
Hitman.
We have politicians, entrepreneurs, people at the bottom and middle level, as well as criminals and killers. Our organization spans city boundaries and spans the world, embodying all those who are forced to unite to resist.”
"Resist those cross-dressing lunatics?" McKenney pondered for a moment and said, "If that's the case, then I can't join your club.
You obviously didn't recognize the capabilities of those guys. Vendelani, those two archers have already made our entire city's forces miserable, but they are not the truly powerful ones among them. For example, Iron Man."
"Oh, don't worry, dear McKennie."
The guide stopped, and another voice came from the darkness, sounding more mature and older.
The front suddenly opened up, and a huge space was opened up in the underground level. The lights were brightly lit all around. Makkeny's eyes widened and he was shocked to see the large number of soldiers and members filling the base, which was as large as an army.
He thought to himself that this person was not exaggerating, and their so-called resistance force was serious.
Then he saw the man who spoke, with a pale face and a thin figure. It was the werewolf Fritz who had just rescued them from Hawkeye.
Makenny was stunned: "Wait a minute, weren't you here just now?"
"Fight against that guy named Hawkeye?" Fritz smiled disdainfully, "Do you think I will definitely be caught by him? You are looking down on me too much."
Makenny didn't say anything, but he did secretly take a high look at the legendary killer. He had seen the power of those two archers with his own eyes, and he had never seen anyone escape from those two men.
But not only did the killer do it, but he even returned here faster than Makenny and others. He had to believe that killers of this level could not live up to their reputation.
"You think the rebels have no chance of winning. We can't be the opponents of those so-called superheroes."
Fritz saw through his inner thoughts at a glance and only smiled lightly.
"It's understandable to think so. Generally speaking, it would be true if God hadn't given us help.
Don’t worry, God sees everything and gives us the strength to fight. Those super-powered lunatics thought they could take away our things and destroy our lives. Now, it’s time to retaliate.”