I am a quality captain in American comics

But if there are more than five people staring at you on the street at the same time, then things are in trouble.

Because it is very likely that this was a premeditated ambush.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Beijiang stared out the window and extended his hand to Happy without saying a word.

"Give me the car keys, something's not right outside."

Under the surprised look in the tailor's eyes, Happy handed over his car keys and asked carefully.

"Do I need to call the police?"

Zhang Beijiang, who was about to open the door, turned his head and glanced at Happy, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"Of course you have to call the police."

The tailor, who was over fifty years old, restrained his previous casual demeanor and moved closer to the window to stare at the mother and son sitting on the bench outside.

"Oh, no, there's a little girl. Who are those? And who are the guys you brought?"

"I don't know. It is said that he is a veteran, or maybe a mercenary. But I think he is an otaku, the kind of otaku who likes anime."

Happy complained without sparing any effort, which made the old tailor frown.

He wanted to say something, but quickly shut his mouth.

Because he saw Zhang Beijiang charging at the guys who had already rushed out with a hammer and a shield.

The most terrible thing is that the shield is also spray-painted with the classic Captain America paint.

"He is indeed a deadbeat. Is it okay for you to let him out like this?"

"No problem, Tony was the one who rescued Tony from the Middle East. And, how should I put it? That shield is said to be a one-to-one replica of Captain America's shield.

I mean, the exact same kind. "

After Happy said this, he took his time and called the police.

The old tailor reluctantly began to cut the cloth.

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The crowd on the street was in panic the moment Zhang Beijiang launched his charge.

Because at the same time as he launched a charge, those guys with unknown origins also launched a charge.

Fortunately, Zhang Beijiang was faster. It only took him six seconds to reach the front at a distance of 100 meters.

The gunfire rang out quickly, but the imaginary wail did not appear.

On the contrary, the clanking sound of metal collision makes people's scalp numb, but bullets will be fired cleanly no matter what.

In particular, this group of guys with unknown origins are not very professional. At least they have not learned the principle of alternating fire to form fire suppression.

Zhang Beijiang glanced at the woman and little boy in his arms, and smiled with some difficulty.

"Protect your mother."

These were the last words Zhang Beijiang said to the little boy.

It was never his style to be passively beaten.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and jumped out, throwing the shield in his hand with great force.

The rotating shield made a sharp roar under the terrifying force, and hit the head of a certain unlucky guy.

Zhang Beijiang did not hold back, and his strength ten times that of ordinary people was revealed at this time.

The sound of broken bones was heartbreaking, and the shield followed its trajectory back to Zhang Beijiang's hand.

The war hammer in his hand spared no effort to hit the other unlucky guy.

Speaking of which, the war hammer in his hand is already the best weapon on earth. First, it is hard enough. Second, it can absorb the kinetic energy in battle and release it all at once.

The specific actual combat effect is that every three normal attacks will be accompanied by a critical hit. If the opponent's strength is equal to his, then every normal attack will be accompanied by a critical hit.

What is this concept?

In short, the actual effect was that Zhang Beijiang quickly killed all these unlucky guys.

He had no moral scruples and had to stay alive.

Just kidding, he is a veteran who fought in World War II. If he could be kind and kind, he would be really cool.

But, sometimes you just have to believe in something called fate.

Almost as soon as he finished dealing with this place, the homeless-looking man at the head pulled out the fuse and rushed forward without hesitation.

Now even Zhang Beijiang was too late, the distance was too close, and when he rushed forward.

The little boy's mother had already rushed out driven by mother's instinct, tightly holding the homeless man with explosives strapped to his body, not giving him a chance to get close to her children.

Zhang Beijiang originally wanted to save her, but the woman turned around and kicked the little girl who was following her.

This move almost drained all her potential. Without saying a word, Zhang Beijiang jumped up and hugged the little girl tightly.

The next moment, there was an explosion.

Fortunately, Zhang Beijiang always held the shield in his hand, which perfectly blocked the shock wave of the explosion.

But even so, the two children in his arms still fainted.

The look on Zhang Beijiang's face was ugly. He felt as if his face hurt as if someone had slapped him in the face.

However, the moment he raised his head, what came into view was a helpless middle-aged man holding three cones.

The latter's angular face made Zhang Beijiang recognize his identity immediately.

The Punisher, Frank.

I have to say that this world is really small, so small that Zhang Beijiang doesn't know how to speak.

"what happened?"

"I know, but I don't know why. I was making clothes in the tailor shop across the street, and I saw several unknown men with guns staring at them.

I thought something might be wrong, so I rushed out.

Those guys were all dead and in critical condition. I didn't have time to survive.

And there's this homeless guy, who looks almost exactly like a terrorist. "

Zhang Beijiang pointed to a pool of blood on the ground and said, Frank's face turned pale.

The life was completely extinguished from his pupils, and Zhang Beijiang knew that this tough-looking man was now dead.

"If the woman who rushed up to you just now is your guy, then these two children should also be your family.

Dude, both of your kids are still alive anyway.

Don't be too sad. Make sure these two children are fine first before talking about anything else? "

Zhang Beijiang's words were almost inhumane.

But he knew that now was not the time to be merciful. Many people died in their early twenties, but this did not prevent them from being buried at the age of eighty-one.

It doesn't matter if your heart is broken, as long as there is something driving you to keep going.

When Frank heard this, he immediately threw away the ice cream in his hand, ran to Zhang Beijiang in a panic, and picked up his little daughter.

The sirens roared, and Zhang Beijiang wiped the blood on the war hammer on the lawn without leaving a trace.

The first battle was won.

Although it was not a complete victory, in Zhang Beijiang's opinion, this was completely a plot kill.

Who would be such a good person to make such a big fuss?

"Oh, thank God, you're fine. Where did that madman come from? Why would someone set up a suicide bomb in New York?"