time lord in comics

Arizona.There was a tavern in the suburbs. Outside the tavern, horses were tied to the stables. There were also many Harley motorcycles at the door. The owners of these motorcycles were notorious in Arizona. They were the Harley Speedster Gang.

They appear in groups on every road, force some luxury cars to stop, and then rob these rich people. Because every time they rob, the time and place are random. Even if the police are undercover inside, there is no way to find out who they are. rules.

It's as if they rob as they please. One moment they may be robbing, and the next moment they may suddenly start robbing.

On the contrary, for these Harley Speedster Gang people, there is another non-governmental organization in Arizona that opposes them every day, and that is the Western Cowboys. This organization is equivalent to bringing together cowboys from the entire state for farmers to select them. The cowboy who thinks the most suitable comes to help them manage the farm.

At the same time, because many cowboys are righteous, they often clash with the Harley-Davidson Gang. If there are too many conflicts, riots will naturally occur. They once had a gunfight involving more than 400 people, and the government even required the army to mobilize. Suppress them.

This is how a gang organization and a civil society dislike each other. However, in places like pubs, they all have an immature rule, that is, no matter what kind of conflict occurs, guns are not allowed, only hand-to-hand fighting. If you lose, you are not as skilled as others. Once you use a gun, you will be hunted by two organizations. Being caught by the cowboys is okay, but once you are caught by the Harley Speedster Gang, it will be very miserable.

The tavern was bustling with people and everyone was drinking, but if you look carefully, you can still see that the people inside are divided into three parts. One part is a western cowboy wearing a cowboy hat and a gun on his waist.

The other part are members of the Harley-Davidson gang who wear leather jackets and have earrings and lip studs on their faces. The last part are ordinary people, but generally they are not brave or people who know these two organizations. Drinking in this pub.

At this time, a handsome motorcycle parked slowly outside the door of the tavern. A middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket with several circles of iron ropes wrapped around his body walked down, shook his neck, opened the door and walked into the tavern.

Perhaps because the tavern was located in a desert full of yellow sand, when the man opened the door and came in, the strong wind blew the sand in, making the three people look at the man unhappily.

But the man seemed to have no feeling and walked straight to the bartender: "Give me a glass of vodka with a piece of ice."

After saying that, he sat directly on the bar.

The people of the Harley Speedster Gang looked at this man with twinkling eyes, because judging from his clothes, he should be one of theirs, but they had never seen a man before, and they were not sure if the man was one of theirs.

At this time, a member of the Harley Speedster Gang who was sitting by the window looked out the window, his eyes lit up, and he immediately ran to the boss and whispered in his ear.

The more the younger brother spoke, the brighter the older man's eyes became. Finally, he directly picked up two glasses of wine and came to the man, placed one of the glasses in front of him and said, "Friend, is that Harley Davidson outside yours? Look? It still looks modified, I like it very much, how about this, I will give you 100 million, how about you sell it to me?"

The man seemed to have heard something funny, and he burst into laughter. He leaned forward and backward with laughter, and finally took out a key: "As long as you can drive away, I don't want your money, I will give it to you directly!"

"Are you telling the truth?" the boss asked excitedly.

"Of course, as long as you can start it and drive it ten meters away, I will give it to you." The man said with a strange expression.

But at this time, the leader of the Harley Speedster Gang was overwhelmed by the surprise and did not pay attention to the man's expression at all. But that does not mean that others did not see it, especially an old man on the cowboy side who said: "They are going to be in trouble."

"Why do you say that about old Wilson?" asked a young cowboy.

"Do you know where we cowboys usually look when we are dueling with others? We look at other people's faces and hands. As long as you see these two places clearly, you can predict in advance when he will draw his gun, and you need All you have to do is to be one step ahead of him, this is the skill of dueling, look at that man's expression."

The young cowboy looked up and found the man looking at the door with a strange expression. Suddenly the man looked back at the young cowboy. The cowboy was startled and the man smiled.

"what!!!"

At this time, there was a scream outside the door, and everyone from the Harley Speedster Gang rushed out, only to find a burnt corpse sitting on the man's motorcycle. The smell of burnt meat made some women unable to bear it. Retching.

"What did you do?" The Harley Speedster Gang took out their weapons and pointed them at the man. The man drank all the wine in the glass without haste, and then called the bartender to bring him the wine he wanted.

The bartender lived in a bar like this all day long. He had a strong heart and was not afraid of the guns of the Harley Speedster Gang. He directly placed the vodka ordered by the man on the table and pushed it to the man.

"Do you want to break the rules?" The old cowboy stood up, put his hand on the gun bag on his waist, opened the bag, and put his hand on the gun handle.

The members of the Harley Speedster Gang looked at the old cowboy with fear, because this old cowboy was the most famous fast shooter on their side. It was said that he could shoot five times in one second and had a hit rate of [-]%. Although he was old now, But shooting three times in one second was enough to kill three of them, so they had to put away their guns.

"Boy, you will never leave this pub!"

After saying that, they were about to leave, but the man moved and stood up directly and shouted to them: "Hey, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

The members of the Harley Speedster Gang stopped and looked back at the man. The weapon that had been put away was taken out again. Old Wilson's face became ugly, but this time he did not stand up and just watched silently.

"It seems that you really want to die."

"You're right, I do want to die, but some people just won't let me die. As for why I stopped you, of course it's because you have too many sins, so much that I can't help but want to eat. "The man's face showed a perverted sense of satisfaction, and he even inhaled sharply, as if there was some delicious smell in the air.

"You are looking for death." They couldn't bear it anymore and shot directly at the man.

Bullets were fired at the man crazily. The man was knocked back by the impact of the bullets, and finally sat down on the chair. Old Wilson sighed, and the Harley Speedster helped them let out an arrogant laugh: "That's it? I'll do it for the boss." Revenge, I will be the new boss from now on, you don’t have any objections.”

"No, boss!" XN

The members of the Harley Speedster Gang were chatting and laughing and were about to leave the tavern, when a man's voice came from behind: "You want to leave so soon?"

Everyone was frightened by the sound and froze in place.

The man was sitting on a chair, leaning against the bar, his head hanging down, but a faint firelight suddenly appeared. He suddenly raised his head, and his eyes disappeared, replaced by a ball of beating flames.

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