Leonardo da Vinci took the handheld game console and looked at the video on the surveillance screen, his face suddenly became solemn.
In the video, a nearly three-meter-tall jet-black werewolf is fighting with a human wearing a skull shirt.
They have all seen the black werewolf, the werewolf leader Lucian.
A very strong werewolf, especially after transforming, with that kind of strength, speed and even explosive power.
Even their master, after seeing the video of Lucien transforming and fighting with several black werewolves, admitted that he was no match for Lucien.
In terms of fighting skills and martial arts, Leonardo da Vinci is confident that they are no less capable than Lucien after learning Ninjutsu from Master Rat for many years.
But Lucien's physique was too strong. After transforming into a werewolf, he could bend steel pillars and tear steel fences with a casual punch.
If Lucien fought with them, it would be like a strong man fighting with an elementary school student.
In the words of Master Rat, this is called using force to defeat skill.
No matter how many skills you have, they are all meaningless in the face of absolute power.
But in the video, this werewolf leader, whose claws could tear steel apart, was clearly at a disadvantage.
The human in the skull shirt only had a catapult knife in his hand. Facing Lucian's attack,
With a few twists and turns, like a nimble monkey, he easily avoided Lucien's claws.
The catapult knife in his hand was like a utility knife cutting paper, easily leaving scratches on Lucien's body.
Leonardo da Vinci held the handheld game console for only a dozen seconds, and he saw with his own eyes that Lucian had four or five scratches on his body.
These scratches continued to bleed, and combined with the previous knife marks, Lucien became a black-haired werewolf. His fur was almost covered with sticky, dark red substances that were about to solidify, turning him into a blood wolf.
Looking at the ejection knife held by the man in the video, Leonardo da Vinci subconsciously touched the two knives behind his back.
He asked himself vaguely in his heart, if he were to be replaced by Lucian, would he be able to catch the small catapult knife in the man's hand
The answer is no!
This skeleton man not only surpassed him in strength and speed, but when he swung his ejective knife, Leonardo da Vinci even felt a hint of exquisite swordsmanship.
Just like Teacher Rat had told them the legend of the butchering of an ox.
He actually saw this kind of artistic conception in the man in the skull shirt.
"Punisher, are these Song Tang's men?"
Donatello moved closer to Leonardo and looked at the video on the handheld monitor. The man's face flashed by in the video.
Donatello, however, saw the man's face clearly.
"Punisher!? Taro, do you know these people?" Leonardo da Vinci looked at Donatello sideways and asked.
“Well, Mickey has me following various vigilantes operating in New York!
The man in the skull shirt is the Punisher, a superhero who has become famous in New York recently!
But I found out that he has another identity, the vice president of a security company under the Tang Group in New York.
I have checked the information of this Tang Group. Their boss is called Song Tang, a famous gangster boss in New York. Some people said that after Kingpin's death, Song Tang will be the new gangster emperor in New York!"
"It's obvious that this Punisher's attack on Kingpin is not a vigilante act, but a gang vendetta!"
Donatello talked about what he knew about Frank and the Tang Group.
When Leonardo da Vinci heard what Taro said, the frown on his round green face deepened.
Why does a mafia king of the New York underworld come into conflict with a werewolf living in the sewers
And how did Raphael and Mickey get involved.
"We found Raphael and Mickey!"
Donatello remotely controlled the surveillance camera to rotate the viewing angle, and finally found two familiar figures among a group of fully armed black-armored soldiers.
The two 1.5-meter-tall short men stood among a group of black-armored soldiers with an average height of 1.9 meters. They were completely blocked if it weren't for the conspicuous color of their uniforms.
Donatello really didn't know if he could find them.
"What should we do?"
Leonardo da Vinci heard the footsteps getting closer and closer from behind, grabbed Donatello's shoulder and ran forward.
"There is no other way now. We have to meet up with Raphael Mickey and the others first and find out their situation. If they are really captured by these people, we have to find a way to rescue them!"
… … …
Lucien threw a punch with all his strength, feeling dizzy, but as expected, his punch missed.
Lucian, who had lost a lot of blood, fell to the ground with the momentum of his punch.
Lucian, who fell to the ground, tried hard to get up, but due to excessive blood loss, his arms could no longer support his huge body.
Plop!
He had just propped himself up when his arms went limp and he fell back to the ground.
Under his body, the blood from the knife wound quickly gathered into a small red puddle.
"He's a tough guy!"
Looking at Lucien who was trying to get up, Frank spun the ejection knife in his hand between his five fingers, making a knife flower, and then he closed it and took it back into his palm.
“Huff, huff, huff…”
At this time, in the entire werewolf base, the more than 200 werewolves who were driven here saw this scene, and they couldn't help but let out a series of dull roars from their throats.
Even facing the joint suppression of dozens of fully armed black-armored soldiers and more than twenty lizardmen, the wolf pack still became agitated.
"Don't move, don't move!"
Seeing that the wolves were about to rush forward and fight the enemy in front of them,
Lucien listened to the increasingly frequent gunfire coming from all directions, mixed with flash bombs and the muffled "bang bang" sound of pepper concentrated grenades exploding.
More and more werewolves were driven to the open space of the base camp.
Lucien's werewolf body returned directly to human form.
He struggled to get up from the ground and staggered to Lai En, who had a rapier hanging at his waist.
"Can I use the perfect blood to exchange the lives of my people? I can let them all leave New York!"
Lai En lowered his head and looked at the man in front of him who was bleeding profusely.
Just now, Lucien used "Perfect Blood" as a bet and proposed a fair one-on-one duel with them.
The condition was that if he won, Ryan and his people would let Lucien and his people go.
As for the perfect blood he said, which could fuse any gene to strengthen itself and was not afraid of diseases, swords and guns,
Lai En thought his boss would be interested, so he agreed to his request.
But obviously, he lost!
"You have to know that the losers are not qualified to make conditions!" Lai En looked at Lucien, who looked like a blood gourd, and said lightly.
"Kill me and let my people go!"