American comics: I am full of martial virtues and I love to be kind to others

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Lynn opened the secret door and the cool breeze of the night immediately poured in. His eyes were like torch, and the gun in his hand was tightly held, and he was the first to poke his head out to observe the situation outside.

The sound of the enemy's footsteps echoed above the house, like a hunter looking for a hidden prey.

And just then, Lynn suddenly rose up, opened the secret door, and dragged an enemy in.

Lynn pressed the attacker against the wall, and the handcuffs clasped tightly, making the man scream in pain. His face was pressed against the cold wall, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth, but he still showed a naughty and vicious smile.

"It looks like you're still as tough as before, Lynn." The man's voice was hoarse and his tone was full of sarcasm, "But you haven't become smarter, aren't you?"

Lynn ignored his provocation, but increased the intensity in his hands and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense. You rushed to my house with people to fire, aren't you just chatting? Tell me, who is behind you?"

The man chuckled, his voice hoarse and harsh, "Behind? What do you think I need 'behind'? Lynn, you really overestimated yourself. All this today has nothing to do with the Holy Blood Alliance or the underground organization, I'm here That's all for revenge."

"Revenge?" Lynn narrowed his eyes, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "I know you?"

"Of course I know." The man turned his head and showed a bloody teeth. "Three years ago, when I was doing well in the streets of the Bronx, you sent me to jail and ruined everything about me. I was in prison thinking about you every day, thinking about how to make you pay for it.”

Lynn finally remembered this person. Eric Delgado, the leader of a medium-sized criminal gang, started his career with drug trafficking, weapon smuggling and extortion. During Lynn's raid, not only did Delgado be arrested, but his entire organization was uprooted and even the most secret funds were seized.

"Delgado." Lynn whispered the name, his tone was calm, but his eyes were as cold as the frost of a winter night. "The first thing you did after you came out of prison was to cause trouble for me?"

"Of course," Delgado said gritting his teeth. "You ruined my career and I'm going to make you pay. This time is just the beginning, Lynn. You've made me lose everything, and now it's your turn."

"So, you brought a few people and a few guns, just thinking about knocking me down?" Lynn sneered, let go of his hand and pushed him into the corner, "You really overestimated your own ability."

"It's just an appetizer." Delgado gasped, his eyes swaying viciously. "I'll let you know what the price of offending me is. Your family, your friends... all the people around you, I have to suffer with you."

Lin Neng's eyes instantly became cold. His fists clenched, but he finally restrained himself. "It's a stupid thing to threaten me, Delgado." His voice was low, with a chilling chill, "You want me to deal with you? I'll satisfy you."

He turned around, walked towards the table beside him, picked up his cell phone and dialed a number. "Hans, bring the guy back. Yes, I caught an old dog, Eric Delgado. He was put in a special FBI detention room and he still had a lot to explain."

Delgado's smile froze instantly when he heard this. He tried to struggle, but was kicked back to the corner by Lynn coldly.

"Do you think I'll give you another chance to fight back?" Lynn's voice seemed to come from the abyss. "I'll let you disappear completely this time, Delgado. You're responsible for everything tonight."

Kate stood not far away and witnessed the entire interrogation. Her eyes were complicated, both shocked by Lynn's tough measures and inexplicable admiration. She has seen many law enforcement officers and interviewed countless cases, but this is the first time she has seen an agent like Lynn - calm, decisive, merciless, and hiding a deep desire for protection.

"So," Kate finally spoke, his voice trembling slightly, "These people... aren't people from the Holy Blood Alliance?"

"No." Lynn turned his head and looked at her, his tone was calm, but with some cold background, "It's just a loser who wants to take revenge on me."

"Then your house?" Kate's eyes swept across the mess around, the windows were broken, and there were bullet marks on the walls.

"It's okay." Lin En said coldly, "The house can be repaired, but people cannot die. It's still lucky tonight."

Kate opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but ended up just sighing, "Your life is really much more complicated than I thought."

"If this makes you give up approaching me, I'd be happy." Lynn responded coldly.

Kate bit his lip and hesitated for a moment and said, "You know I won't give up, Lynn. The more you let me see these dangers, the more I feel this is an important story. It's not just about you, it's also The truth about the Holy Blood Alliance, about the dangers hidden in the shadows. ”

Lynn stared at her, silent for a few seconds before whispering, “Kate, if you keep going deeper into these things, you will regret it one day.”

"I won't." Kate looked straight into his eyes, his tone firm, "and you won't let these things go on, aren't you? You're someone who's willing to try to change it."

Lynn did not respond. He turned around and walked towards the door, handcuffed Delgado to Hans who had just arrived. Kate stood there, looking at his back, with a trace of complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

The morning sun shone through the blinds on Kate's desk. She gently stroked her hands across the keyboard, and after the last paragraph was finalized, she let out a long breath. The title on the screen is eye-catching and eye-catching - "The Dark Night in Brooklyn: The FBI agent's home is attacked, and the truth behind the scenes is confusing." Her brushstrokes are bold and delicate, not only telling the story of the attack, but also cleverly leaving enough suspense, making people want to track subsequent developments.

"Beautiful job, Kate," she whispered to herself, then uploaded the file to the newspaper system and clicked the "Submit" button.

About half an hour later, the phone rang at her desk, and it was editor-in-chief Frank.

"Kate." Frank's voice was low, but he could hear the unconcealed excitement. "The manuscript you just submitted... is so perfect! I have asked the layout department to put it on the front page tomorrow morning, and it will definitely become this The most important news of the week.”

Kate smiled slightly, "I just recorded the truth, Frank. You know, these stories are what readers want to see."

"The truth is part, but the way you write is the key." Frank paused, as if suppressing his excitement. "At the time, this is headlines, and it's exclusive. We have to give you a little reward. Your bonus has been The approval will be approved and will be called to your account soon.”

"Thank you, Frank." Kate's tone was modest, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. At this moment, she felt a professional satisfaction.

"But," Frank's voice suddenly became serious, "Kate, do you know this report may cause trouble? You mentioned the Holy Blood Alliance, the attack, and Agent Lynn... These are all too sensitive to the point of being sensitive. More sensitive topics.”

"I know." Kate turned to look out the window, the sunlight fell on her golden hair, "But if we were afraid of trouble, who would still chase the truth?"

Frank chuckled, "I knew you would say that. OK, Kate, keep this momentum, but be careful. The people behind these stories won't want them to be exposed."

"I will pay attention." Kate hung up the phone, leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes and breathed slowly.

In the evening, Kate's car was parked in front of an inconspicuous street bar. This is an intelligence exchange point she once learned through informants, gathering all kinds of people - from ordinary gangsters to affordable informants, something can always be discovered here.

Kate pushed open the door and walked in. The bar was dimly lit and the air was filled with the smell of cheap alcohol and tobacco. Her eyes swept across the room and soon locked on a man sitting in the corner. He was wearing a gray hoodie, his face was hidden in the shadows, and he was holding a glass of beer in his hand.

Kate walked straight over and sat down opposite him.

"Kate Miller." The man raised his head and showed a angular face, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, "Long time no see."

"Roy." Kate smiled slightly and placed the bag in his hand on the table. "I need some intelligence."

"You always do this, go straight to the point." Roy picked up the beer and took a sip, his eyes showing alertness, "But you have been a little noticeable lately. I heard you wrote an article about the Holy Blood Alliance ? ”

Kate wasn't intimidated by his tone, leaning against the back of the chair, calm and confident, "You know, it's never a secret that I'm doing."

"The situation is different this time." Roy put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice, "Kate, do you know what kind of organization the Holy Blood Alliance is? Do you really understand what you are challenging?"

"I know they are part of the underground crime network, infiltrating drug dealing, weapon smuggling, and those so-called 'rituals'." Kate looked straight at Roy with a firm look, "and, they're doing something more dangerous Things, like experiments, experiments involving mutant genes.”

Roy's expression became serious in an instant, and he looked down at the table, then looked up at her again, "Where did you hear this?"

"I have my own source of information." Kate didn't reveal more, but asked tentatively, "Do you know these experiments?"

Roy hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I've heard some rumors. The Holy Blood Alliance has indeed been experimenting with something recently, as if to enhance the abilities of ordinary people, but those experiments have almost failed, and the side effects are very terrible."

"Failed?" Kate frowned, "Are they using their lives to experiment?"

"Yes." Roy's voice fell down. "They arrested people from the streets and ghettos and used them as test subjects. These people have never come back after they disappeared."

Kate's heart sank suddenly, and she clenched her fists, "Where are they doing these experiments?"

"I don't know this." Roy shook his head, "but I heard that some of the people involved in the experiment escaped alive. If you could find them, you might be able to dig something deeper."

"Where are those people?" Kate asked in an anxious tone.

"Rumor has it that there are several survivors hiding in an abandoned warehouse in the west of Brooklyn." Roy's voice was still low, "But I have to warn you, Kate, these people are mentally unstable, and the Holy Blood Alliance will not let them live for too long. If you go to find them, be careful not to expose yourself."

Kate nodded, then took out a few bills from her bag and put them on the table, "Thank you, Roy."

Roy grabbed the bills and smiled bitterly, "You are a smart man, Kate, but I hope you don't take too many risks this time. The people of the Holy Blood Alliance will not be soft."

Kate stood up, with a firm light in her eyes, "The truth always costs a price, doesn't it?"

She turned and walked out of the bar, the cold wind of the night blew on her face, but her steps did not hesitate at all.

The night enveloped the west of Brooklyn, where the abandoned warehouses were like silent tombstones, burying countless unknown secrets. Kate stood outside one of the warehouses, breathing a little hurriedly. The cold wind came in through the cracks in the broken wall, bringing a biting cold. The beam of her flashlight flickered in the darkness, illuminating the iron door in front of her, which was covered with rust and traces of finger smears.

She knew in her heart that this was the place Roy mentioned, and those who had been experimented by the Holy Blood Alliance might be hiding inside. But she also knew that this investigation was full of dangers. Once her identity was exposed, she might not even have a chance to leave here.

Kate took a deep breath, held the small recorder tightly with both hands, and put it into the inner pocket of her windbreaker. She gently pushed open the iron door, and the door hinge made a harsh "squeak", which made her nerves tense instantly. She glanced around and made sure that no one noticed her intrusion before stepping in carefully.

The scene inside the warehouse was more desolate than she had imagined. There were broken wooden boards and rusty iron frames scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with a musty smell, and there was a hint of blood that was hard to ignore. Her eyes swept over several wooden boxes piled up against the wall, with blurred letters printed on the boxes, which seemed to be the transportation marks of some kind of medicine or equipment.

Just then, she heard a low cough from deep inside the warehouse.

Kate's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't flinch. She held the flashlight tightly and slowly walked in the direction of the sound. She tried to keep her steps as light as possible, but the sound of each step on the gravel made her feel like she was beating a drum.

As she approached a corner, the beam of light illuminated a face - a thin man hiding behind a pile of tattered mats. His cheeks were sunken, his eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a decadent aura. He looked up suddenly when he heard Kate's footsteps, with fear and hostility in his eyes.

"Don't move!" The man suddenly growled, raised a rusty metal stick, and pointed it at Kate, "Who are you? Don't come near me!"

"Don't be afraid." Kate quickly raised her hands to indicate that she had no ill intentions, "I'm a reporter, I'm not here to hurt you. I just want to know what happened to you and want to help you."

The man's eyes stayed on her face for a moment, but he still didn't put down his weapon, "Reporter? Bullshit reporter! You don't know what happened here! You can't save us at all!"

"I know what you've been through." Kate lowered her voice, trying to calm the other party's emotions, "The Holy Blood Alliance conducted experiments on you, right? I know they used some kind of drug...something related to mutant genes."

The man's eyes widened slightly, obviously touched by Kate's words. His hands trembled slightly, and the metal rod loosened some of its strength. "How...how do you know this?"

"I'm investigating them." Kate took the opportunity to take a step closer, her voice becoming more sincere, "I know they use ordinary people as experimental subjects and use those drugs to transform you, but these experiments have great side effects, right? Your body...your mind is all wrong, right?"

The man's face became paler, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment, the door of the warehouse was suddenly kicked open with a loud noise.

"Found it! It's here!" A rough voice came from outside, and then several fully armed men in black rushed in. They were holding automatic rifles and had cold eyes. They were obviously professionally trained mercenaries.

Kate's heart suddenly tightened, and she immediately rushed to the wall to avoid it, trying to keep her breathing down. The thin man was so scared that he trembled all over and held the metal rod tightly.

"Damn it!" Kate cursed in her heart. Obviously, these people came to silence her, and she just ran into the muzzle of the gun.

"The target is over there!" a mercenary shouted loudly, raising his gun and pointing it at the man in the corner.

The man roared in despair, waving the metal stick in his hand and rushed over, but before he got close, he was shot in the shoulder and fell heavily to the ground.

"Stop!" Kate couldn't help shouting, but her words only made the mercenaries turn their eyes to her.

"There's another woman!" One of the mercenaries sneered, "Catch her!"

Kate ran away. The space in the warehouse was small, and the shelves and broken boxes became her only cover. The bullets whizzed past her ears and hit the metal racks with a harsh sound. Her heartbeat was so fast that it seemed to jump out of her chest, but she knew that stopping meant death.

Just when she felt that there was no way to escape, a low gunshot came from the other side of the warehouse, followed by a familiar voice: "Put down your weapons, or die."

Kate suddenly stopped and turned around to see Lin En emerging from the shadows. He aimed his gun steadily at the nearest mercenary, his face cold and calm.

"You?" Kate was stunned for a moment, not expecting Lin En to suddenly appear.