Limit Breaker

Boom, boom, boom!

"Gaaaah!"

"Aah!"

The screams of the people resound with a huge explosion.

"I'm warning you again! If the cops want to surround this bank, it won't end like this next time!"

On the first floor, a typical store, up to the fifth floor, a rough-looking man with a scar the size of a finger coming down from the right eye to the cheek, cried out with a loudspeaker on his mouth.

The fast food store was lined up with ropes and horrified by a large number of guests who were gathering to eat, and the submachines that were easy to carry, whether they were male colleagues or subordinates, were managing the hostages with family weapons.

"Dammit! I can't even get close!"

Normally, when a hostage situation unfolded, police would surround the building, but if they wanted to be surrounded by police, the explosives would explode in all directions and cause more explosions to occur when approaching the building. This situation was inaccessible.

Police swearing at criminals in situations they couldn't even get within 50 meters of, but that was all they could do.

"Mad Dogs is free! Say that again! Free Mad Dogs! Or I'll kill every last one of these motherfuckers!"

The criminals' demands were not for money, but for the release of Mad Dogs who committed mass brute force attacks a few days ago.

"Motherfuckers... they stick together like crazy."

A policeman uttered a blasphemous language, but no one stopped him.

They all thought the same thing.

Those who were playing hostages were the ones Mad Dogs met in the shadows, all ex-soldiers who opened their eyes to the pleasures of murder.

There's no organization name yet, but apparently Mad Dogs' notoriety is often referred to as Mad Dogs.

In any case, one of Mad Dogs' colleagues, who is a loudspeaker speaker, is not a very strong teleporter, whose brotherhood is triggered and demands the release of Mad Dogs at a bad time.

However, his ability was specialized in sending nearby objects elsewhere, and through his ability, he was able to move explosives around and attack the enemy in a manner that quickly exploded a wide range.

Moreover, because of the cruelty of the hands, the police immediately threw bombs everywhere and even killed hostages, so they couldn't get close for the comfort of the hostages.

Many guests were caught in fast food, and the shopkeepers on the second or fifth floor were actually taken hostage by the staircase controlled Mad Dogs, so it is clear that a hundred people will be killed if they move.

But now that Negotiators and X-Force are on the move, the police are only focused on making the defenses even stronger to prevent them from escaping.

As time went on, several police officers and several citizens who were watching outside the safe distance witnessed something.

"Huh? What is that?"

"Something's flying in."

So the eyes of people and police were focused on the direction that people pointed to that something was flying, and they could see something flying at a rapid rate, throwing up a blue flame.

"What's that?"

"X-Force?"

"X-Force's new weapon?"

That way, people's murmurs grew naturally, but the creature that was flying at a rapid rate slowly revealed itself.

"Power suits, right?"

"But it's only one term."

A pair of power suits that only lasts a single time.

The curiosity of the curious people increased even more, and the power suits that flew over the walls of the police crashed as they stopped the start of the jetpack designed to fly with their backs open and their backs closed.

Kwuuuh--!!

With a tremendous amount of weight, the power suit crashed from a high place landed on the ground, destroying the asphalt road with a huge bang.

A huge body of 3m and an unpainted grey metallic body.

Several adult men were large enough to be hugged and their limbs as thick as the human body were armed with extremely thick gloves at a glance, a small machine gun on the back of the right arm, a triangular shield on the back of the left arm, and nail-shaped metal on the tip of the shield.

On his back was a huge hammer that was about two meters in size, and the hammer part of the human body was just as big as a fusiform shape to enhance its aggressiveness.

"Wha...!"

"Enemies...!"

Mad Dogs' men instinctively noticed the appearance of the power suit as it appeared with an earthquake-like shock, but the owner of the Power Suits, who confirmed the existence of the enemy beyond the sole eye shape of the angled face, immediately fired a weapon that rested on the suit.

Brace yourselves!

Push out!

A multi-tool missile protrudes from the shoulder area, making it look like a toy for children, and inside it, a micromissile swiftly flies with its white tail and flies towards the enemy.

Bam, bam, bam!

"Huff!"

"Karaoke!"

"!!"

Smashed the glass of fast food and flew inside, small micro missiles hit the faces of the terrorists, causing a small explosion that killed everyone as a part of their faces exploded.

"Grrrgh!"

Shhh!

However, the terrorist, the teleporter, who instinctively recognized the crisis of death, was able to quickly teleport and survive the transition.

"Fuck you all!"

He considers his explosives to be difficult to hit with a 3m Heavy Power Suit.

If so, he'd rather blow his own explosives into fast food than kill all the hostages.

Whoo-hoo!

"… Huh?"

Immediately, a huge chunk of metal appeared with immense speed, filling his eyes.

The Heavy Power Suits, which are as large as 3m and heavy as described above, moved at a hard to process speed.

Heavy Power Suits have a weak mobility, even though they are combat powered.

Heavy Power Suits are specialized in combat with powerful firepower. They are vulnerable to Maneuvers.

Surprised by the speed at which this common sense is lightly broken, the teleporter loses focus and fails to plan for sending explosives into fast food.

You're weak, but it's only natural that you break your concentration.

Tuk-

The owner of the Heavy Power Suits spread out his hands about two or three people's heads and placed them on top of the teleporter's head.

"W-wait! Surrender! I surrender...!"

A man with a rough impression that was not so strong as a teleporter, who had just tried to kill hostages with a symbol of 'death at will', but began to beg for his life as he felt a deep life beyond the mechanical eyes that depended solely on the angled face of Heavy Power Suits.

However,

Fur-Seok-

The hand that had been placed over his head kept clenching his fist and the sound of something exploding, and the teleporter that disappeared above his neck fell down while trembling with blood.

Huh-

Chop, chop!

The owner of the Heavy Power Suits, who had roughly handled the bribe and blood clot in his hands with a large swing of his palm into the air, stepped into the fast food as he approached hostages, and police were vigilant.

The hostages who were seeing with their own eyes the power of a large heavy heavy heavy power suit thumping as they approached, stiffening with a tense expression that the person inside had the power to simply deal with criminals.

- I'll untie you. Stay put. He's so big and strong, it's hard to control his strength. -

The voice of the voice-modulated machine rang out, and the owner of the Heavy Power Suits released the rope of the hostages by grabbing the knife with his index finger and thumb, whether or not there was a knife-like weapon.

"Thank you. Thank you very much."

The hostages were freed and thanked the person in the Heavy Power Suits. As soon as they were all freed, the hostages roared out of the fast food store.

"Hostages coming out!"

As the hostages rushed out towards the police, police were preparing to meet them and learned that the mysterious Heavy Power Suits were an unknown new hero.

"Is there a new hero in New York?"

"Did you just see the speed? We're approaching a terrorist at enough speed to create a catastrophic event with that body."

"Is it made by a munitions company somewhere?"

People began to make inferences about the new hero, and newspaper reporters in the area were trying to check him out while taking pictures.

But over time, people began to wonder as they continued to stop near fast food.

"But isn't that going away?"

"Yes. Why are they still there?"

As if waiting for something, people began to question the appearance of a new hero who stood firm, and the police began to choose a representative for the conversation to approach carefully, wondering if it might be a chess player to talk with them.

Giying-

As the police chief was about to make his move, he stood like a statue and raised his right arm with a machine gun toward the rooftop of a building.

And then...

Tutadadada--!!

A sudden shooting.

"Whack!?"

"Gaaaah!"

People scream in surprise at his sudden attack, but the owner of the Power Schutz does not turn the gun down to confirm that he did not intend to attack.

The owner of the Power Suits, who saw someone protruding from the rooftop of the building, snapped his index finger as if to provoke them.

"You almost died, you bastard!"

Soon after, someone appeared in front of the fast food and spewed out a harsh word.

"Lightning star!"

"Lightning star!"

To reduce resistance, people cheered as they shouted, with a golden lightning bolt engraved on their thighs, with a black dress like that worn by skaters.

Though it may seem like a rustic outfit, it is nothing like this in the courtyard of a hero with a full-grown blue stooge and an enormous symbol of the American flag, and similarly a picture of the American flag.

After all, one of the heroes in New York has a flattering mouth, but that's why the most comfortable and popular hero, Lightning Star, was angry at Newface for attacking him.

- Lightning star, hero of New York. A body strengthener that specializes in speed. We can't confirm the exact grade, but they do have a speed close to sound. -

Often, heroes and villains act alone without any organization, and they don't know the extent of their abilities because they don't have a formal due diligence test at hospitals where information is automatically recorded.

Should I say it's a form of roughly fighting and checking your back?

"Huh? You attacked me without knowing it?"

Moreover, Lightning Star, who was not properly rated for his ability because he did not want his information revealed, frowned at the voice-modulated, mechanically mixed voice, but took a deep breath.

"Well, sometimes there's a lot of newbies like you. I had a couple of them on me, too. I know what happened to all those guys..."

Whoo-hoo!

The Lightning Star tried to explain what had happened to the newcomers, but the owner of the Power Schutz once again hurriedly punched him.

Eek!

At the same time, however, as the sound of the wind blows, the Lightning Star disappears and turns his back on the rookie who attacked him.

"That's pretty fast. However, it is said that a lump of such stuffy machinery cannot touch this body with one finger……."

Heave-ho!

Immediately, something pops out of the glove on the power suit's shoulder.

"What the hell is that?"

Protruding over the shoulder was an elongated rod with a small hole pierced through it.

- I'm sorry, I'm not the new guy you think I am. -

"Wha……."

The moment the lighting star tried to re-open his mouth,

Fufu Fusion 54523; --

"Shhhhh!?"

A small, sharp-shaped needle from an elongated stick began to shoot out, and they began to sink into the face and body of the lighting star.

"Son of a bitch!"

However, the Lightning Star hurriedly opened the streets, each one of them having suffered near-death fatalities.

"I'll kill you!"

The lightning star, who thought it was a new elegant rebellion, ran toward the power suit with blood all over his face.

No, I tried to run.

Pachitch--

"Khhhhh!?"

When the owner of the Power Schools opens his hand, the shape of the metal spike in his body changes to a hook like a fishing needle.

As a sharp metal burrowing through your body, the screams of the lightning star resound, no doubt painful.

However, when the magnetic force was generated in the hands of the power suits, the lightning star was forced to move in the direction in which the shape-shaped metal needle was attached.

If you don't, you'll suffer the pain of being torn apart.

Bang, bang!

- I got you.

The owner of the Power Schools, who held the body of a lightning star, was New York's best speed hero, who said no one could catch him, slammed the ground with his bare hands.

Kuaang!

"Shhh!"

Kuaang!

"Cough!"

Boom! Boom, boom! Boom!

Every time the hand that grabbed him hit the ground, the lightning star suffered an uneven shock as he vomited blood in the continuous pain.

"W-what is that……."

"Weren't you... a hero...?"

Police and citizens who had seen it from the beginning were frozen like ice in the form of power suits attacking New York's hero Lightning Star.

"Huff! P-please... stop...!"

- What's the matter, Mr. Hero? You just can't take the pain? -

"Cough! Cough! Oh... It hurts... You're so... sick...!"

The lightning star began to cry out for pain almost halfway, but the owner of the Power Suit raised his voice to the extent that he felt that he enjoyed his appearance, even though it was a modulated, mechanized voice.

Of course it's gonna hurt! There are those in this world who suffer more than this but do not bend their will! But the Heroes can't take this much pain!? And yet you're a hero! -

Kuaang!

"Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-uh... I don't want to die..."

With pain like no other, the lightning star who smelled death in a lively voice to kill himself began to cry and beg for his life.

- Heheh. I can't believe these scumbags are being hailed by civilians as heroes. -

The owner of the Power Suits, who thought it was no longer worth it, threw the lightning star into the fast food store and yelled at all the police and citizens who were watching the disaster.

- My name is Hell Gate! Whether it's heroes or villains. I'm going to put all these powerless scum in hell! -

Speechless -

The owner of the Power Suits, who calls himself Hell Gate, expressed his willingness to attack all of these abilities, both hero and villain.

- These talents are the ones who are fortunate enough to gain great power! Without a moment's notice! No risk! You're just a lucky boy who suddenly gains a lot of power without sweating! Did you see the lightning star crying for help!? Being a popular hero is no different than being a normal person who cries and asks you to live if you feel the agony of death! Those Billons are scum who live victimized by their accidental luck! -

Hellgate, who had captured all of Hero and Billon and insulted them, wanted to say almost ten chapters with A4 paper after everything he said, but he decided to reduce his speech by coldly considering that it would be hard to get out of here if he kept dragging time.

- I'm coming back! When heroes who are obsessed with playing the same hero show up! If Billions appear who commit crimes against ordinary citizens with only the power they are fortunate to gain! I will punish them on behalf of ordinary people who do not have this ability! -

As the rear gloves of the Hell Gate opened, a huge jetpack popped up, throwing out a blue flame and, at first glance, the heavy body of Hell Gate flew straight up into the sky.

Jiaying--

The appearance of Hell Gate as it flew into the air and started heading somewhere, began to become transparent through its cloaking function, disappearing ideally while avoiding artificial satellites and people's eyes.

Ween-Wayen--

At that time, X-Force, a counter-terrorism task force, appeared with the sound of a police car ringing for rapid movement, and the sober police then began to clean up after reporting to them the situation so far.

On that day, the presence of Hell Gate, known not only to New York, but also to other states by reporters who were broadcasting this terror in real time, became a catalyst for all heroes and villains.

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Hell Gate is heavily armed.

Each Hellgate will be opened one by one.

But I don't know why my protagonist Jin Woo is called a psycho.

Who's a good boy like him?

In front of Isaiah and Aki, you're just a puppy (always on the prowl), a friend who always cries and laughs and makes fun with other young slaves (always on the prowl), and a kind-hearted (always on the prowl) owner who doesn't discriminate by appearance and makes pets look cute in any form.

Others can be a little cold-hearted or violent, but once they find out they're human, they can pull out their liver, pull out their gallbladders, or give it all away.

Jin Woo is not a psycho.

A man with a ruthless, ruthless temperament who doesn't have much compassion for anyone other than me, a man with two soft, sexy faces who would do anything for me?

If it's just a female with a hole to shove in it, it's a minor flaw that's OK no matter what species it is. Greater.