At Kingpin's command.
Countless rounds of ammunition poured toward the Tyrants.
At the same time, all kinds of heavy weapons showed no mercy.
Rockets were launched as if they cost nothing.
Under such a barrage, even Tyrants could not run wild.
The Tyrants charged almost simultaneously, their massive, terrifying claws accompanied by dreadful explosive power and speed.
Several gang leaders could not help feeling wary.
They had seen clearly how the Tyrants killed.
But Kingpin did not move. Madam Gao did not move. The Russian Brothers did not move either.
The Russian Brothers were even somewhat excited.
The Tyrants' slaughter perfectly suited their tastes.
This was the aesthetic of violent slaughter.
The two brothers even wanted to go up and clash with the Tyrants themselves.
But they also knew that although they were physically strong, facing such monsters would be nothing but suicide.
Before long, the three injured T-103 Tyrants collapsed under the relentless fire.
The remaining two were clearly only a matter of time.
Kingpin sneered.
In Hell's Kitchen, the gangs were the rulers.
Even if they used heavy weapons, as long as they cleaned up the scene afterward, they could easily cover it up.
After all, this entire district had been sealed off!
Noah Allen's biological weapons were indeed formidable, but under these circumstances, they were nothing but trash!
However, he had clearly underestimated the danger posed by the T-103 Tyrants.
In an instant, the two T-103 Tyrants had already charged into the crowd.
The heavy weapons lost the conditions needed to be effective.
Quite a few people gritted their teeth and picked up machetes. At the same time, Madam Gao nodded toward the ninjas behind her.
The next moment, a large number of ninjas rushed toward the T-103 Tyrants.
At a time like this, these ninjas were