American Comics: I, New York Underground Prince

This is a prison, no matter whether it is the continuous and constantly surrounding corners, or the searchlights on the high walls, it seems that everything reveals a kind of solemnity.

There are countless patrolling guards inside, with flashlights in their hands and guns that can kill people with one blow on their waists.

And in such an environment, a man got out from a fence of the prison.

This act attracted the attention of all the police officers in an instant.

The man's real name is Wilhelm Benck, and he is a street gangster.

"What a bloody bunch."

With a curse, Wilhelm, who got out of the fence, didn't care so much, and hurried to the side.

And behind him, there are countless police officers chasing him.

If it can't hold criminals, the prison is indeed useless.

Police dogs barked behind him, and police officers chased after him.

But there is still a lot of distance between the two sides.

Upon seeing this, the police officer immediately let go of the rein in his hand.

woof woof————

A burst of dog barking came into his ears.

Wilhelm looked back, and there were three police dogs running towards him.

Don't give him a chance to react.

Three police dogs bit Wilhelm's thigh on the spot.

Only a cry of pain was heard.

It was because of this attack that thoroughly annoyed Wilhelm.

"Bastards, bastards! Go to hell with me!"

Wilhelm let out a roar, then picked up the stone on the ground, pointed it at the heads of several animals, and smashed it.

bang bang bang

All of a sudden, there was a burst of loud noise, and the stone hit the police dog's skull, and blood was now flowing down the police dog's head.

But even so, the police dog still refused to let go.

Seeing that the police officers behind him were about to catch up, Wilhelm immediately increased his strength.

In a short time, all the police dogs died in the hands of Wilhelm!

He had no time to rest, and there were countless police officers chasing after him.

There is an open space in front of you, and there is a building not far away.

Wilhelm lowered his head and turned to look at the calf bitten by the police dog. The leg was dripping with blood, which was even more terrifying at first glance.

If you were someone else, you would naturally slow down because of your leg injury.

But for the freedom that is close at hand, Wilhelm still chooses to run away.

He had never worked so hard before, and this seemed to be the first time.

Get out, get out of here!

There is a voice in my head constantly reminding myself.

In an instant, Wilhelm endured the severe pain in his leg and kept moving forward!

T.

He saw a pile of sand not far away.

If you bury yourself with sand, you may be able to escape the police.

And when it approached, Wilhelm was stunned.

I saw piles of instruments placed above the sand pile, which seemed to be some kind of experiment.

But as he looked back at the officers in pursuit, he realized he was running out of time.

Thinking of this, he immediately gritted his teeth and got into the bunker.

In fact, this place is actually an experimental area for destructive weapons in the desert.

The officers all stopped the chase because of a cordon.

(De Zhao) To make matters worse, the experiment has already ended, and the surrounding sand and gravel have been infected by devastating radiation, and they are all labeled as strangers.

As soon as Wilhelm touched the gravel, he felt an itching in his skin, which was very uncomfortable.

But even so, he still didn't forget to turn around and mock these timid police officers.

But slowly, his body began to melt a little.

"Wait, what's going on here?"

He gradually turned into a mess of loose sand...