Start traveling through American comics

Maybe it can actually succeed.

Mark whispered in secret, climbed out of the window and came to the roof of a building as usual.

He doesn't know what he will encounter or face in the next world, so he can only improve his strength.

It has been more than half a year since he came to this world. His strength has been greatly improved compared to before, and he has stronger control over his abilities.

Interestingly, he found that his abilities were growing as he continued to use and develop them, allowing Mark to constantly refresh his understanding of his potential.

The rotating wind continued to compress in Mark's palm, gradually forming a spherical shape. Mark took a deep breath and mobilized magic power to inject it into it. Suddenly, a green light slowly appeared inside, dyeing it cyan.

This is the Rasengan developed by Mark himself.

The next second, the spiral pill in Mark's palm slowly became unstable and began to lose control.

Mark's eyes flashed, a flash of green light flashed in his eyes, and he adjusted the Rasengan in his hand. After a few seconds, Mark's eyes glowed with joy.

It finally worked.

At this moment, the Rasengan in his hand was spinning steadily, surrounded by wisps of breeze.

give it a try?

Mark whispered and turned his head to look.

There seems to be no suitable target.

He sighed and scattered the Rasengan in his hand.

Shaking his hand, Mark smiled slightly.

Fortunately, this period of development and practice was not wasted.

wind.

Thinking together, the invisible wind quietly appeared, surrounding Mark's body, accelerating Mark's steps when he moved.

"Whoosh!"

Mark jumped out from the roof and rushed into the distance.

He still hasn't been able to truly fly, but he can achieve short-distance bursts in mid-air, using the power of the wind to make himself faster, jump higher, and attack faster.

The wind was becoming more and more proficient for him, and he applied it to every attack and dodge he made.

Just when Mark was still regretting that there were no test subjects for Rasengan, Martin Lee, who had not contacted him for a long time, finally called him.

A knife was prepared for him, as well as news of the vulture.

……

At night, Mark arrived at the place Martin Lee said, the roof of a building.

When he landed on the roof, Stone King came up with a knife.

Perhaps it was Mark's misunderstanding, or perhaps it was to keep the cooperation between the two people secret. No matter it was the last time or this time, there was only one person who came to see Mark.

"Sir, your knife."

Stone King held the knife in both hands.

Mark took it.

Stone King said: "Sorry, sir, the alloy to make Hammerhead's skull is gone."

Mark raised his eyebrows and said, "Then what is this?"

"The gang leader found the best knife maker to design, use various rare ores, and use the most advanced technology to create a knife specially for you."

Stone King explained.

Mark was a little surprised, but he nodded, and then gently pulled out the knife.

The knife is beautiful.

When Mark saw the blade, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Pretty.

A word first popped into Mark's mind.

The blade was cold, and when Mark touched it with his hand, it was like touching a piece of ice, and the blade pattern was like snowflakes blown by the wind, connected together.

The spine of the sword is a bit thicker than an ordinary samurai sword, and with the addition of special materials, it is much heavier than an ordinary sword, but for Mark, it is just right.

"Does it have a name?"

Mark asked Stone King in front of him.

Stone Wang recalled for a moment and said: "Yes, the swordsmith said his name was Chui Xue."

blowing snow?

This naming style...

Mark was stunned for a moment and said, "Is the knife maker from China?"

"Yes!" Stone King said with a smile: "When the war broke out, his grandfather dragged his family here."

Mark nodded and said, "Their family must be amazing."

There was a flash of light on his hand, and in the surprised gaze of Stone King, the knife in Mark's hand disappeared.

Mark said calmly: "Tell me, where is the vulture?"

Stone King said hurriedly: "We purchased a batch of weapons from him, and he will come to trade with us tonight. The transaction will take place in an abandoned parking lot."

"So simple?"

Mark was a little surprised.

"Simple?" Stone King smiled bitterly and said, "It would be nice if it were that simple."

"When trading with them, the vultures usually don't come in person, they are all dealt with by their subordinates."

"We also traded with him many times in the past two months to gain his trust. Because the transaction volume this time was too large and we wanted to discuss the next transaction with the vulture, we allowed the vulture to appear."

Mark nodded and said, "Where's the time?"

"Two hours later." Stone King looked at the time and said, "I have to get ready. I have sent the location to your mobile phone."

"it is good."

Mark nodded, and after watching Stone King leave, he took out his cell phone, looked at it, and left quickly.

……

Abandoned underground parking lot.

This is the spot chosen by the vultures.

Their people arrived early in the morning.

Although there are not many people, less than ten people, the weapons are the best.

The weapons were packed in two boxes. At this moment, these two boxes were beside them. The boxes were specially made and required a password to open. If they tried to open them by force, the boxes would self-destruct.

"Hey, what do you think the Devil Gang wants to do by buying so many weapons? This is already the fifth time this month."

"What do we care about them? As long as we make money, we don't care who they sell their weapons to."

"Too."

"By the way, where's the boss?"

"Their people haven't shown up yet, so how could the boss show up?"

"Hehe, too."

As he was talking, the engine of the car sounded, and the quantitative car drove in.

"coming!"

The man with the vulture was shocked and looked toward the entrance.

After a while, the car stopped in front of them, and Stone King appeared in front of them with the people from the Devil Gang.

"Long time no see, Johnny!"

Stone King greeted the leader.

The man named Johnny opened his arms, hugged Stone King, and said, "You don't often get big customers like you."

"The premise is that your weapons are still as good as before!"

"Haha! Don't worry! We are the most reputable businessmen!"

Stone King nodded with a smile and said, "Let's take a look at the goods first?"

"no problem!"

Johnny waved his hand and said, "Open."

The two weapon boxes were opened by Vulture's men. Johnny took out the weapons and said, "It's still the same weapons as last time. There's absolutely nothing wrong with them."

As he spoke, Johnny shot a beam of energy at the stone pillar in the distance. After easily penetrating it, he blinked at King Stone and said, "How is it?"

"good."

Stone King responded and waved to his men. Two boxes filled with money were brought out and placed in Stone King's hands.

Johnny grinned and was about to reach out to take the box, but King Stone stepped back and frowned: "Where is your boss Vulture? Do you want to discuss the next business deal?"

"Starting from American Comics"