"Let's skip this boring questioning! I'm here for him!" 2B said expressionlessly, pointing at the Gunman.
Hearing this, the Gunman's face immediately showed fear. Although he didn't know the 2B in front of him, he knew exactly what he had done.
And since the other party specifically came looking for him, he knew why even without thinking. So, without hesitation, he started shooting wildly at 2B, focusing on striking first.
But what he never expected was that all the bullets he fired were blocked by the katana in 2B's hand.
This scene stunned everyone present.
"How is this possible!" Everyone was dumbfounded, their eyes full of disbelief.
And while they were still in shock, 2B, who had been more than ten meters away, suddenly leaped up and jumped directly in front of them.
Immediately, a flash of sword light passed, and only one of the four Gunmen who had just been full of vigor was left standing.
And the one remaining was the Gunman 2B was looking for. Without any nonsense, the katana in her hand directly pierced the Gunman's shoulder, pinning him to the wall behind him like a skewer.
Instantly, a piercing scream like a pig being slaughtered came from the Gunman's mouth, completely lacking the ruthlessness he had shown moments before.
Seeing him like this, 2B not only didn't pull out the katana but instead raised her hand and flicked the blade.
Immediately, the entire katana vibrated violently, which made the Gunman even more painful.
"If you want to be more comfortable, answer whatever I ask honestly. If you dare to play tricks or talk nonsense, I will make you wish you were dead, living a life worse than death." Miss 2b said expressionlessly, looking at the Gunman.
At this moment, the Gunman was enveloped in unparalleled fear. His face had also turned extremely pale due to excessive blood loss. Hearing 2B's words, he nodded repeatedly, not daring to say a single word of refusal.
"Who ordered the shooting of the Morgan Family patriarch?"
"Tom... Tombstone, Tombstone ordered us to do it, Miss, please spare me! I'm just a small fry, I couldn't help myself!" The Gunman pleaded miserably, his desire to survive extremely strong.
Hearing this, 2B not only didn't spare him but instead pulled out the katana and then stabbed it into his other shoulder. Instantly, the pig-slaughtering screams became even more intense.
"I said, I don't want to hear any nonsense. Who is this Tombstone you mentioned?"
"He is one of the Kingpin, the Emperor of the Underworld's, henchmen. He is mainly in charge of Kingpin's underground casino business and is one of Kingpin's most trusted subordinates." The Gunman endured the severe pain, not daring to say another word of nonsense.
"Kingpin? So, all of this was orchestrated by the Kingpin gang?"
"That shouldn't be! How could Kingpin, just a mere gang leader, dare to mess with a financial behemoth like the Morgan Family? This is clearly illogical. It seems this matter is indeed not as simple as it appears on the surface!"
Just then, Loren's voice sounded in 2B's ear, his tone full of doubt.
Although he was currently still in the underground laboratory of the manor, he could get real-time updates on Miss 2b's situation through network communication.
"Boss, do I need to continue asking?" 2B asked with a frown.
"As he himself said, he is just a small fry. Even if we continue interrogating him, we won't get anything substantial. Just kill him!"
"No, no, no, please don't kill me, I'm willing to do anything for you." Hearing Loren say he would kill him, the Gunman was so scared he almost lost control of his bladder.
"Oh really? Willing to do anything?" Loren said mockingly.
"Yes, anything." The Gunman kept nodding, almost ready to kneel down and kowtow to Loren.
"Very well, then go to hell!" Loren said indifferently. To him, the loss of a human life was as simple as crushing an ant.
...
As soon as Loren's words fell, 2B didn't hesitate at all. The katana in her hand flashed, and the Gunman's head rolled down like a ball.
His eyes were wide open, filled with unwillingness.
Until the moment of his death, he never imagined the woman in front of him would be so decisive and ruthless. She was far more ruthless than those so-called Terrorists he had encountered before.
After killing the Gunman, 2B flicked the blood off the blade. Then, she raised her hand and tossed it behind her. Her katana automatically floated behind her, which was one of the black technologies of the general-purpose combat androids.
Just then, a series of chaotic footsteps came from outside the factory. In just a moment, more than a dozen drug dealers armed with various weapons blocked the factory's entrance.
Seeing the sudden appearance of more than a dozen drug dealers, Loren was not scared at all; instead, he was unusually excited.
"Since you're here, don't leave. 2B, kill them all! I'm a bit tired from experimenting, so I'll go rest first!"
After Loren gave the order, he disconnected himself. The rest would be directly handled by 2B.
As a general-purpose combat android, fighting and killing were her strengths, her profession.
New York, in the underground laboratory of the manor.
In front of Loren, two stunning maids were kneeling before him.
While watching the real-time footage transmitted from 2B's visual system, he enjoyed their attentive service.
Because 2B was a genuine body of steel, she couldn't feel pain at all.
Therefore, even though the dozen or so drug dealers in front of her were attacking her with guns, Loren wasn't worried at all.
Because he believed in the strength of the general-purpose combat android he had created, and he also believed in his own technology.
At the drug factory, 2B directly transformed into a killing machine devoid of emotion.
Although there were more than a dozen people on the other side, in less than three minutes, there were no living people left within her sight. All of them were instantly killed by her as easily as slicing vegetables.
However, being surrounded and attacked by so many people left quite a few bullet holes on 2B's artificial skin.
But for a robot, these bullet holes didn't cause much damage to her body. Aside from looking unsightly, there were no other effects.
After eliminating the dozen or so drug dealers, Miss 2b shook her long blade to drip off the blood, and then she left unhurriedly.
And just then, a pleasant system notification sound rang out in his mind.
[Congratulations, Host, for participating in the family revenge incident and successfully eliminating the culprit. Reward: anti-gravity drones Technology.]