Noah's resolve was firm.
At the same time, he hadn't forgotten to add more protective measures to his home.
Even now, near his house, several Tyrants and a large number of Wolfhounds were deployed.
His family was his bottom line, and no one was allowed to infringe upon it!
After obtaining Kingpin's location, Noah immediately began making arrangements.
He arrived at the laboratory and, without hesitation, activated five Tyrants, as well as over a hundred Wolfhounds.
Looking at the power before him.
Noah smiled.
This was his confidence.
However, it wasn't all of it.
On the other side, there were more incubation tanks, and inside them were creatures even larger than the Tyrants.
It was a shame the city laboratory space was limited; otherwise, it wouldn't be so "meager."
Fortunately, funding was ample, and The Hive's progress was rapid. It should be preliminarily completed in about six months.
Meanwhile, Kingpin wasn't an idiot.
He quickly received news that the assassins he had hired might surrender.
Not only was he furious, but Kingpin's eyes flickered.
This time, they had truly crossed the line.
Noah Allen would likely react immediately.
After some thought, he issued several orders in quick succession and then hastily left.
After Noah activated the bio-weapons, the Strategic Security Force had also assembled.
The current Strategic Security Force had only just over thirty members.
After all, when it came to private armed forces, selecting personnel had to be done with extreme caution.
Setting aside combat effectiveness, loyalty was a significant issue.
The current personnel had all been personally vetted by Frank.
At the very least, Noah was very satisfied.
A force had to be developed step by step; only then would it not become a castle in the air that collapsed overnight.
Simultaneously, S.H.I.E.L.D. also received intelligence that Noah Allen had been attacked.
When they had first obtained Noah Allen's file, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s assessment of him was merely a surveillance target with some anomalies.
However, with the appearance of Wolfhounds and even Tyrants, his importance had suddenly been elevated by several levels.
Although he couldn't yet compare to a strategically important target like Tony Stark, he had been added to their priority watchlist.
"Have you found out who did it?"
Nick Fury asked while stamping documents.
Coulson replied:
"Not yet, but the one who launched the attack is a notorious figure in the mercenary world. He possesses powerful regenerative abilities and is only loyal to money, not to people. Currently, all we know is that the employer is a gangster from Hell's Kitchen."
"These scum, do they really think they can be so reckless!"
Nick Fury looked up.
His face showed some displeasure.
Coulson said helplessly:
"Director, you know the situation in Hell's Kitchen right now. As the garbage bin of the entire New York, and even the entire country, those gangsters are indeed that arrogant."
Then, Coulson tentatively asked:
"Do you think Noah Allen will retaliate?"
Nick Fury replied without thinking:
"Of course, if he knows who his enemy is."
This answer was tantamount to acknowledging the possibility of Noah Allen seeking revenge.
This was because the intelligence they received indicated that the mercenary had not died.
"Should we intervene?"
"Stop him. Hell's Kitchen cannot descend into chaos! Also, give those trash a warning afterward."
Nick Fury spoke directly, settling the outcome of this matter.
In his eyes, the threat to Noah Allen personally was insignificant.
Coulson nodded, then left.
Although they didn't know who the target was, no disturbance in New York could escape S.H.I.E.L.D.'s notice.
That's why they had the confidence.
That night, Noah led his people out directly.
Several black vans left Umbrella one after another.
The Strategic Security Force also dispersed into small units, melting into the night.
Today was destined to be a bloody night!
Soon, several vans slowly stopped in front of the headquarters of the company owned by the renowned philanthropist, Wilson Fisk.
The van doors opened, and Tyrants stepped out one by one.
In the darkness, a large number of Wolfhounds gathered from the shadows.
The Umbrella Strategic Security Force quickly disembarked as well.
Without a word, Noah gave the order.
"Attack!"
Instantly, dozens of Wolfhounds charged in, howling.
Five Tyrants, wielding heavy weaponry, began to run, their immense weight causing each step to land with a heavy thud.
Then, a series of rattling sounds echoed as the Umbrella Strategic Security Force followed closely behind.
Noah looked at Deadpool, who was standing beside him.
"Wade, aren't you going to take a look?"
Wade thought for a moment, then suddenly said with a hint of excitement:
"Maybe I should offer my backside as compensation to the former boss."
Saying that, he followed them inside.
Noah didn't move.
As of now, he was still just a normal person.
Last time, it was because the combat strength of several parties was insufficient, and the Irish Mob's target was obvious, which made him a bit more adventurous.
This time, with sufficient combat strength from all sides, and the opponent being Kingpin, he naturally saw no need to take such a risk.
Looking at the dark streets around him, Noah sneered repeatedly.
As the team entered the lobby, gunshots suddenly erupted.
The next moment, "Boom!"
"Rumble..."
Explosions continued.
"Boss, the enemy's firepower is too intense!"
A subordinate controlling a Tyrant said, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
Noah's expression darkened slightly.
As expected, Kingpin must have been prepared.
"Continue the advance!
Don't worry about casualties. Even if all five Tyrants are lost here, I want to see the troops reach the top floor!"
"Understood!"
After saying that, the subordinate began to push forward again, but this time, the advance was much more brutal.
They didn't have much time; such a large-scale battle would quickly attract government attention.
After all, the incident of the Irish Mob's destruction had already happened once.
No force would allow a similar situation to occur again.
Thinking this, Noah took out a special communicator.
The signal here had long been jammed by him; only this communicator could connect to the outside world.
"Elvis, immediately lift the restrictions on Goliath 1 through 3."
"Boss, the completion level of the Goliath Giant is still..."
Not waiting for Elvis to finish, Noah cut him off directly.
"Now, lift the restrictions. I don't want to hear any other response."
"Uh, yes!"
Elvis sighed, touching his graying hair.
The boss was too impulsive.
He really didn't know if his choice was the right one.
But who else could he thank for his success but the boss?
Despite his sigh, Elvis's hands moved quickly.
Soon, three massive cultivation tanks opened.
Then, Elvis made some adjustments on the computer.
Three colossal monsters opened their eyes simultaneously.
"Roar~"
Seeing the three Goliath Giants activated, Elvis felt a surge of excitement.
"Go, let me see your combat data!"
According to the boss's classification, these Goliath Giants, like the prototype Tyrant, were Level 4 bio-weapons.
However, the prototype Tyrant's paper data was much worse than the Goliath Giants', barely meeting the Level 4 standard at best.
The Goliath Giants' data, on the other hand, was already approaching the top tier of Level 4.
Undoubtedly, these were true monsters!
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