The Legendary Life Beginning from American Comics

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

In the darkness, a pistol, like a machine gun, spits out fiery snakes, which is frightening.

Especially the last few bullets were like headless flies, flying around and turning, making it impossible to figure out their trajectory.

Kunta in the gray mist fell into madness, "I'm dead, I'm dead! Hahahahahaha!"

When Deathstroke was hit by the second bullet, he woke up. Although the next few shots also hit him, the armor on his body withstood most of the damage for him.

Possessing a will honed in extreme environments, he can rely on his strong will to temporarily suppress physical pain. Therefore, almost subconsciously, he deduces the most reasonable way to break the situation...

withdraw!

In fact, it's not that it can't be beaten, but that the opponent's firepower is too strong.

That pistol fired like a god of fire.

and.

There was too much movement and probably attracted too many people.

He still doesn't understand why when he did it, he obviously killed a person, but there was no body, but a smoking clown box jumped out!

Unfortunately, this mission can only fail!

But next time, there will be no failure!

Deathstroke clenched his fists and rolled in the corner, avoiding Edward's bullets.

The sound of gunfire disappeared, and the whole street was filled with screams in the gray mist.

Although he heard that the fire had ceased outside, he was cautious and did not dare to show his head. He took out a syringe, inserted it into his abdomen, and injected it.

This is adrenaline that can save your life in dangerous moments.

After Deathstroke injected adrenaline, he was keenly aware that the blood was flowing rapidly and his heart was beating faster and faster. His heavy breathing caused the power in his body to quickly circulate throughout his body, and his perception and reaction speed were temporarily strengthened.

The pain made him more awake.

He was hit by two bullets in the previous moment. Although he tried his best to hide later, he was still hit by two bullets. One of the bullets was close to the heart and needed to be dealt with as soon as possible.

So, after injecting adrenaline, he got into the police station without looking back. The second-floor window of the police station faced an uninhabited avenue. Before he came, he had memorized the entire route.

Although Deathstroke also carries a pistol, he thinks that the speed of drawing the gun and shooting may not be as fast as the opponent.

The speed of the opponent's shooting almost ignored the speed of reloading. A pistol fired with the momentum of a machine gun, which he was ashamed of.

Moreover, he made too much noise. Who knows if he might attract superhumans later?

This is New York after all.

Watching Deathstroke go away, Edward did not catch up.

He has run out of bullets and the mission is accomplished. Why should he chase after him?

Send a head?

Many times, as long as you get things done and let some people see it, does it matter what the result is?unimportant!

There was also a grenade, which Edward had left behind.

Edward sent another "passerby" forward to check, while always paying attention to the beating of the heart.

The sound of his heart beating just now was covered up by the gunfire, so no one noticed it at all.

The duration of fear in the clown box is related to the willpower of being feared.

Comparing people with others makes you angry, so you have to throw away goods.

At this time, Kunta was still laughing maniacally.

If you look at Deathstroke, he was only frightened for a few tenths of a second. What a strong will he has?

The last time I encountered such a strong will was a guy suffering from social anxiety syndrome!

Pity.

If so, if the fear lasts a little longer, Edward will be confident that the other person will gain two more kilograms of flesh.

What a pity.

When the smoke cleared, Edward picked up the clown box, looked at the weird box, and knocked it on the ground.

It should be gone inside!

Anyway, it disappeared automatically after a few hours, so he just threw it into the trash can.

"I'm dead! Hahaha! I'm dead!"

Looking at Kunda who was still in a state of madness, Edward couldn't help but transform into a butcher, and slapped him, "Damn beast! What did you die for?"

Kunta was slapped and fell into a trance. Then, his breathing gradually became calmer and his eyes gradually brightened.

In the blur, I saw Inspector Edward.

"Detective? You...are not dead?" Kunta's head was like mud, and it was difficult to distinguish the previous experiences and hallucinations caused by fear, "You...obviously..."

"When did I die?" Edward looked at him darkly.

"No ..."

Kunta looked back, and he remembered that a killer was chasing him, and then the killer hacked Inspector Edward to death, and he fell into despair.

He clearly remembered that Inspector Edward was killed, but Inspector Edward was still alive and well!

what happened?

Seeing that he was puzzled, Edward didn't explain, "Okay, you're safe now. Let's wait for the people from the hospital to arrive!"

Edward looked at the killer Deathstroke who had left. Although he didn't dare to chase him, others could!

At the corner of the street, an "enthusiastic passerby" called a public phone, "Hello, I am Mr. Ba Ba, an enthusiastic citizen. A terrible murder case occurred at the city police station. The murderer just escaped from the back of the police station. Please send some people quickly." come over."

"...Sir, this is a superhero consultation center, not a crime reporting center...you made a wrong number!"

"Didn't you say you want to protect New York? No, no, you're not just talking, are you? There are people who have gone to the city police station, and you are unwilling to help. If you are like this, then I have to Let’s talk to the media.”

"...Okay, sir, I'll report it here."

At this time, the people of the motherland were eating... and he felt very unhappy when he received the message.

I really treat him as someone who is always available!

Let him do all kinds of bad things?

Madeline, the vice president next to the motherland, was adjusting her clothes, "Let's get down to business first. Now is an important time for the bill to enter Congress. Don't let the small lose the big. Once the superhero bill passes Congress, you will be the most eye-catching star in the world."

"Yeah." The motherland nodded.

Rather than spending some time now, it's obviously more important to become a global star yourself.

"Assemble the plot department, photography department, publicity department, investigation department and other departments. The affairs of the police station tonight will be the focus of publicity, right..." Madeline hung up the phone, with a slightly charming look in her eyes and a shrewd look. "Wait... I have a better idea. Tonight... we are going to let the criminal go. Now we have caught him. It is just a criminal. It is no different from what you usually do. It will not increase your exposure. It doesn’t mean much, and I need the search department to intervene in the police’s ‘Skynet’ system. This time, it’s an opportunity!”

The motherland smiled and said, "Well, what about the remaining time..."

"I will have dinner with the mayor of Baltimore at ten o'clock to discuss the entry of superheroes into Barr City..."

"Then we have at least half an hour. Have you tried the roller coaster?"

……

Edward...oh no, it was an enthusiastic citizen who made the call. Within a few minutes of waiting, many reporters rushed into the police station.

They were more active than the police officers at home. They got out of the car and started filming the scene.

Some people have even started writing reports!

Edward looked at this group of reporters and was surprised. Why didn't the people from the motherland come? Couldn't that guy fly?It's better to go faster.

The people of the motherland are indeed flying, but they are flying above the police station.