Marvel's Antiheroes

One bodyguard pushed away the crowd from the front, while the other bodyguard watched the surroundings vigilantly from behind. As usual, the black girl wanted to protect Catherine personally, but she stopped her.

"Vivien, stay away from me. What you have on you is really disgusting."

Vivien glanced at the silent filth on her body in depression, and casually tore off a piece of fabric from a bald man's T-shirt and wiped it.

“It’s so disgusting”

“Today is really unlucky”

The other two rich second generations followed Catherine with constant complainers.

Catherine became more and more angry and shouted, "Has someone gone to kill that disgusting guy?"

The bodyguards looked at each other. Their mission was to protect Catherine personally, so naturally they would not leave without permission.

Vivien threw the stained cloth to the ground and said: "It's too noisy here. I will call the jackal when I get out. This is his place and let him do something."

Catherine groaned and walked out quickly. She wanted to go home and take a shower.

Duke was currently between them and the door, shaking his body while looking at everyone with the corner of his eyes.

Because of Catherine's dislike, Vivien had to walk beside another bodyguard, three positions away from Catherine.

Behind Catherine, there are two of her friends, a man and a woman.

The two friends also brought two bodyguards, who were guarding them on their left and right.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way"

The bodyguard walking at the front pushed aside a fat man and opened the way for Catherine behind him.

It happened that the fat man was pushed to Duke's side.

Duke had an idea, held his left hand in vain, and hit the fat man's lower abdomen hard, hitting the fat man's stomach.

"Wow"

The fat man opened his big mouth and spit out the dinner and midnight snacks in his stomach.

Duke's disgusting offensive once again had a miraculous effect. The crowd in front of the fat man suddenly became chaotic, and they all avoided the dirty, smelly vomit.

The formation protecting Catherine was also in chaos.

Catherine was the first to hide aside, wanting to be as far away from the vomit as possible.

The crowd around them didn't care about the bodyguards at this time. They were all running around, suddenly separating Catherine and the black girl.

Duke used brute strength in the crowd and knocked away two tall and strong men. He grabbed Catherine's left hand and pulled her into his arms.

At the same time, he held a Glock in his other hand and pointed it at Catherine's chin.

The black girl was the first to realize that something was wrong, and directly pushed away the black second generation who was blocking her.

But now the crowd is surging, and as soon as one person is pushed aside, another person squeezes in.

Before she could get close to Catherine, Duke's pistol was already pointed at the fair chin of her protector.

"Don't move, don't move. Once I see danger, I will shoot. Let old Foster prepare ten million dollars."

Duke yelled twice at the black girl, held Catherine hostage and walked outside.

What he was most afraid of was the speed of the black girl. Even if the other ordinary bodyguards shot, he was sure to dodge them.

As expected, the black girl was restrained by him. She looked at Catherine being held hostage and did not dare to make a move.

Holding the black girl hostage, Duke walked out of the nightclub, stuffed her into an Audi A6 he snatched, sniffed her ether, knocked her unconscious, started the car and rushed out of the nightclub.

Duke drove the car to the north, and was quickly followed by six cars, four off-road vehicles, a sedan, and a Mercedes-Benz sports car, which was driving the fastest.

Duke looked at the reflector and saw that the sports car was accelerating and was rapidly closing the distance between itself and him.

This is not a car chase in a movie. Regardless of the performance of the car, whoever the director says is faster will be faster. Off-road vehicles can also catch up with sports cars.

In fact, the performance of the car is irreparable. Whether it is acceleration, turning or road holding, the A6, which is considered a good car, is no match for the agt.

Looking at a corner ahead, Duke twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a smile.

He turned the steering wheel and turned onto the road, driving the car to the left. At the same time, he stretched the hand holding the saber out of the window and cut a rope.

There were two strands of the rope. As this strand was cut, a steel pipe hanging at the other end fell down until it was about fifty or sixty centimeters above the ground, and was hung by the other strand.

This eighty-nine-meter-long steel pipe is actually composed of three steel pipes with a diameter of ten centimeters. The middle is covered with a fixed sleeve, which is very strong.

One end of the steel pipe was fixed to a telephone pole with a looper, and the other end was supported in a gap in the opposite wall.

In this way, the steel pipe becomes a roadblock extending 50 to 60 centimeters horizontally on the ground.

A, who was following closely behind, saw Duke turn and turned sharply, causing the wheels to make an unpleasant noise on the ground.

After turning the corner, Vivien, the black girl driving A, just stepped on the accelerator when she saw this deceptive steel pipe.

"Shit" Vivien cursed.

Even though she was super fast and had quick reactions, she didn't have time to take her right foot off the accelerator and step on the brake.

a hit the steel pipe hard, breaking the steel pipe and pulling down the street light pole.

But it's not easy either.

The front of the car was hindered, and the powerful momentum directly lifted its sexy and round buttocks.

The whole car was like a building block, rolling in the street, and then hit the wall on the side of the road, smashing a big hole in the wall.

When the car behind them caught up, they saw a lamppost lying on the ground and a sports car that had half smashed into the house.

"Catching on a detour"

One of the cars was Catherine's bodyguard. He yelled at the other cars and continued to drive forward, preparing to chase Duke's car from the street in front.

The rest of the vehicles were occupied by gangsters stationed at the nightclub.

The nightclub was owned by the Forese family, and even the boss jackal was a dog owned by Forese. Hearing the order from the bodyguard, he immediately started the accelerator.

Duke was in a happy mood at this time.

He saw A's miserable appearance in the reflector and felt reassured.

Not only was the fastest car among the pursuers disabled, but the road was also blocked.

In other words, he was now out of sight of his pursuers.

He stepped on the accelerator and kept going, but suddenly turned into the parking lot of a supermarket.

This supermarket is not open 24 hours a day. It has already closed its doors and the parking lot is deserted.

Duke drove the car to a corner of the parking lot, where a Chevrolet Malibu was parked.

Duke took out two ropes and tied Catherine into a rice dumpling, and put a piece of tape on her mouth. Duke stuffed her into the trunk of Malibu, then quickly changed clothes, removed his beard, and put on a With a pair of flat mirrors, he drove away in Malibu.