American Comics: Magic Engine, Opening Homelander Template

"Report, 42 Garden Street, Queens, a bank is being robbed at gunpoint!"

"There are four people on the other side, a total of two pistols, a submachine gun and a rifle, ask for support!"

"Repeat, Queens..."

At the moment the policeman was hiding in the corner near the bank calling for support.

And the gunshots just now were the opponent's counterattack.

In the face of four people with guns, the police did not dare to move if they wanted to.

Once he goes in to confront, it is estimated that the news of his death will spread to the police station tomorrow.

So he chose to hide and leave one eye as a real eye.

Definitely, his body cam has also been turned on.

This is the equipment that every police officer needs to wear, which helps to analyze and collect evidence after the fact.

The police station liaison replied on the other side: "Okay, increase support immediately."

"Wait!" Suddenly, the policeman called out again in surprise.

"What happened? Officer Jason!" the liaison asked immediately.

"A black-clothed Superman, flew down from the sky...?" Jason said hesitantly, and he couldn't believe it himself.

"What?" The liaison was dumbfounded, wondering if Jason had seen it clearly.

"Constable Jason, look again."

Jason rubs his eyes when he hears it, then sticks his head out to look again.

"Yes, that's right, he's still there! My recorder can testify!"

If there is a recorder, the liaison can only believe it.

"Okay, pay attention to safety, reinforcements will arrive soon."

"I see."

New York, downtown Manhattan.

Many Audi police cars are rushing here with flashing lights.

And Ivan, who had just landed on his feet, walked into the bank happily.

I saw Ivan walk in swaggeringly.

The mud brother with the submachine gun at the door was blinded.

No, big brother, you come in like this, we don't want to lose face?

"Fuck!"

The mud brother with the submachine gun scolded and pulled the trigger directly at Ivan.

Da da da da da da da!

Immediately, as flames spewed from the muzzle, orange bullets shot out, and the barrel emitted gunpowder.

At such a close distance, even presbyopia can hit all.

Ahh~!

The hostages in the bank were all scared to tears by the gunshots.

They also thought that the mud buddies had torn up the votes.

result.

ping ping ping ping ping ping ping!

It was accompanied by a rubbing sound similar to that of metal.

All the bullets hit Ivan's chest.

As a result, nothing happened.

If reality is a game.

You can also see a bunch of damage coming out of Ivan's head.

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The submachine gun's rate of fire was very fast, but in two seconds, Brother Mu emptied the magazine.

He looked at the man who remained motionless in front of him.

Brother Ni rolled his eyes, and he was already tense, and he fainted from fright after the first robbery.

"Speechless..."

Ivan swept his chest, turned and continued to walk inside the bank.

The hostages were being guarded inside, and Brother Mu who was looting money hurriedly came out when he heard the gunshots.

"what happened!"

As soon as he came out, he saw Ivan in a black super battle suit walking over.

Brother Mu frowned, thinking it was some cosplayer.

He raised the rifle in his hand and motioned for Ivan to squat beside him.

"Fuckyou! Squat down honestly!"

I heard another familiar swear word.

Ivan sighed and walked forward unhurriedly.

Brother Mu scolded again when he saw it.

"Go away! Stand over there!"

They also don't want to kill if it's not a requirement.

Because the way the police deal with the murder is very different.

But I saw that Ivan was still moving forward.

Brother Mu warned again: "I'll say it again, get out!"

At the moment Ivan has come to his muzzle.

Seeing Ivan posted so close.

In addition, the mud brother saw the perfect muscle outline under Ivan's black super battle suit.

If you get closer now, you may not be able to shout if you shoot yourself.

So he looked ruthless and cursed.

"You forced me to die!"

Mud brother pulled the trigger.

And Ivan also reached out....

grabbed the barrel of his gun.

Yes, that's right, one grabs the barrel.

After grabbing the barrel, Ivan squeezed lightly.

Gah~!

Accompanied by a harsh metal friction sound.

The barrel was squashed directly by Ivan. .

But Brother Mu has already pulled the trigger of the rifle.

Bang~!

Bang~!

First the explosion of gunpowder sounded.

Then the cover of the rifle was directly overturned and exploded.

Under the violent expansion of gunpowder and gunpowder, Brother Ni has realized it.

Exploded.

But he didn't understand, why?

Just by the man in front of him holding the barrel?

But what about holding the barrel, can he squeeze it flat?

Psst~!

"what!!!"

The cracked barrel blasted out a bunch of parts.

Rifles that were already outdated and not well maintained started to explode.

One of the parts went directly into Brother Mu's eyes.

For a moment, Brother Mu lay directly on the ground, covering his eyes, twisting and twitching like a maggot.

"Ugh."

Ivan sighed softly.

It's too overwhelming, it's kind of boring.

At this time.

He felt that someone was aiming at him from behind.

But he was too lazy to respond.

boom!

Ping!

It's a pistol.

The bullet hit Ivan in the back and bounced off.

pat.

Ivan turned around, and the black cloak floated with it.

The mud brother who shot was also stunned.

Somebody actually resists bullets?

Is that human being?

Looking at the miserable appearance of the companions who fell to the ground at the door and indoors.

"Hug... I'm sorry!" Brother Mu threw the pistol with a clatter, and quickly knelt on the ground and hugged his head with both hands: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

This time, the hostages saw that the situation had changed.

They immediately shouted excitedly.

"Save me Superman! Balls you!"

"Black Superman! Defeat them!"

"Give them some color and see!"

Watching crowd of emotional hostages.

The face under Ivan's mask was unmoved.

He looked at Brother Mu who was kneeling on the ground, and said lightly.

"Tie your own hands and feet."

"Okay sir!" Brother Mu's trembling body didn't kill him, he immediately got up and tied his hands and feet with dead knots with the rope he brought.

Then lie on the ground curled up and pretend to be dead.

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