Marvel's Swordsman

Holding the gun, Mark Jackson held his head high and looked arrogant.

Wait, this Asian guy will be scared shitless.

Hahaha

Zhang Jun was very angry when Mark Jackson pointed his gun at him.

When he came to this world, no one dared to threaten him like this except Master Ziyang.

Master, he is a very capable old man, and I can't afford to mess with him.

Who are you?

"Snapped"

Applause rang out

Mark Jackson's face quickly turned red.

He stared at Zhang Jun in disbelief.

I was slapped in the face

How dare he hit me

Zhang Jun looked at each other with a smile. "Didn't you hear what I said? Now this bar belongs to me. If you want to settle the score with Cruise, go find it elsewhere. Don't hinder my business here."

For a moment, Mark Jackson felt deeply humiliated.

If I don't punch holes in the Asians in front of me today, how will I, Mark Jackson, be able to hang out on this street in the future?

Mark Jackson raised his gun, thinking about shooting.

But in the blink of an eye, Mark Jackson swore he had no idea what had just happened.

Why did the gun in his hand suddenly run into the opponent's hand?

Zhang Jun took the gun and looked around.

It turned out to be an Austrian Glock 17

What a gun

This gun was developed by the Glock company. Since the gun came out in 1983, it has immediately become a standard portable pistol for the armies of many countries.

The total length is 18.6 cm, the weight is about 880 grams, and 18 rounds of bullets can be fired in one load.

The initial velocity of these bullets can reach 357 meters per second, and the effective range of this gun also reaches 50 meters.

This gun has appeared in many game film and television works and is very famous.

The price of this pistol is not cheap on the market, but it is not known whether the other party bought it through a formal channel or from the black market.

Mark Jackson shouted uncontrollably. "Why is my gun in your hand?"

"Snapped"

Another slap.

Mark Jackson's face was red and swollen on both sides.

Zhang Jun still said with a smile. "Did I let you speak?"

Mark Jackson suddenly remembered.

Chinese people seem to know martial arts, there are very powerful martial arts masters, just like Bruce Lee.

Could it be that the person in front of him is.

Mark Jackson quickly stepped back.

Even at this time, he still shouted stiffly.

"How dare you offend our Mara Triangle Gang. You will definitely regret it. We will cut off your hands and feet and throw them into the Hudson River."

The two boys who came with him also quickly pulled out the guns from their waists at this time.

The guy had just pulled out his gun, and he hadn't aimed it at anyone yet.

I just felt a pain in my hand, and then the gun was gone, and it was in the opponent's hand.

Zhang Jun held a pistol in his left hand and read the following.

Ruger P85 pistol

The gun is nearly 20 centimeters long, weighs about 934 grams, and can fire 15 bullets with one load.The initial velocity of these bullets can reach 285 meters per second, and the effective range is 50 meters.

This is also a good gun. It seems that the Mara Triangle is very rich.

Zhang Jun squinted at the three black men, his eyes were rolling, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Now there is no need for Zhang Jun to yell, the members of the Mara Triangle Gang know that they have kicked the iron board.

They screamed, turned and ran back.

"Wait a minute" Zhang Jun shouted anxiously.

砰

该死 的

loss

Zhang Jun looked at the broken glass door.

He stomped his feet and cursed angrily, grabbed the gangster whose head was bruised and bloody, and slapped their cheeks.

"You bastards, are you blind?"

"Don't you have eyes?"

"Do you know that this glass door is very expensive? Can you afford to pay for it?"

Just spent $95 on this bar, and there is no income yet.You just let Lao Tzu spend the money first.

These bastards don't look a little bit brighter, and now they even smashed my glass door.

"Loss the money quickly. Is it easier for you than me to open a store? Do you know how high the cost is? Damn you, lose the money quickly, or I will beat you to death."

Excited, Zhang Jun yelled out in Mandarin.

What Zhang Jun didn't know was that it was just outside the door.

Countless passers-by took out their cellphones to take pictures and videos when they saw Zhang Jun slapping the members of the Mara Triangle Gang wildly.

The first time it was uploaded to Facebook and Youtube.

"Who dares to say that Chinese people are easy to bully now?"

"Brother, I'm laughing so hard. The gangster collects protection money, but instead he gets beaten up by the Chinese store owner and has to pay compensation."

"Sure enough, all Chinese people are good at martial arts. Look, three gangsters can't defeat one Chinese person."

These three guys are just small characters in the Mara Triangle Gang, and they don't have any money on them.

Zhang Jun beat them into pig heads and told them to get out.

As for their guns

For the peace of New York, Zhang Jun was obliged to confiscate it.

What Zhang Jun didn't even think of was killing Zhang Jun.

Just because he slapped the faces of 3 gangsters, thousands of photos and videos were uploaded on the Internet in an instant.

In the information age, many incredible things have been born.

In just 2 hours, Zhang Jun's bar became an Internet celebrity in North America.

That night, many people came to the bar to take pictures.

Seeing many young people crowding into the bar with their mobile phones, Zhang Jun hadn't realized what happened before.

Just a flash.

He subconsciously blocked the flashing lights with his hands.

"What's wrong? Don't take pictures. My eyes are dazzled."

Zhang Jun was still confused.

shouted the men.

"You should be from China, right? Do you know martial arts?"

"Aren't you afraid that those gangsters will come back to take revenge on you?"

"Can I ask where you learned martial arts and teach me some moves? I'm a fan of Chinese martial arts."

Seeing so many guests pouring into the bar, Zhang Jun's eyes lit up.

Although I don't know what happened, and I don't care why these people flocked into the bar.

Money is not a bastard.

It’s true to make money quickly

he shouted grandly. “Big discount at the bar today, 7% off all drinks”

Hearing Zhang Jun's shout, those tourists who poured in heard that the audience was 7% off.They raised their heads subconsciously and looked at the price list on the bar.

It looks quite affordable at first glance, if it’s 7% off

Originally, I just wanted to take a photo, upload it to Facebook, and get popular on Youtube.

At this time, I was also moved.Anyway, where is not drinking, drinking here is not bad.

"Bring me a beer"

"I also want"

"I want a beer"

As the number of people in the bar increased, even if they didn't know what happened here just now, seeing that there were many women in the bar, those passing by all rushed in.

For a time, the bar was crowded and lively.

There is no need for a reason to become popular in the Internet age

Many bars have posted advertisements in an attempt to attract customers with affordable prices, but to no avail.

Not many people wanted to go at all.

And this time

Zhang Jun just slapped the gangster a few times.But it suddenly made this bar extremely popular.

When Zhang Jun was busy serving customers and making money.

On the other side of the street, a large group of people came over.

"Is it here?"

Looking at the lively crowd in the bar, Victor Mariga, the leader of the Mara Triangle Gang, looked at Mark Jackson angrily.