Jedi Knight in American Comics

"Boss, they're both fine. That's a kid."

The three big black men just now came back. The two black brothers were carrying old John who had lost too much blood and almost had no strength to scream. Danny at the front was carrying the unconscious man in black robe and said to Marcus.

With a slightly twitching smile on his face, Marcus glanced at Old John, whose breathing was gradually becoming messy, and ordered the two black brothers: "Take this old guy to the middle and treat his injuries first. Don't let him die. Also, keep an eye on him. If anything goes wrong with him, I will chop you alive first."

"Yes"

The two black brothers were so frightened by Marcus that they hurriedly carried old John and rushed towards the middle of the tunnel.

"As for this little guy," he looked at the handsome man in black robe with a ferocious expression, "Danny, if I wake him up, I want to see who this guy is, and he can actually make such a big fuss."

"As you wish boss"

After hearing the order from his boss, the big black man Danny immediately threw him over his shoulder, throwing the man in black robe behind him in front of Marcus.

But the strange thing is that the man in black robe who was thrown to the ground by him didn't react at all. It was even a little weird. There was no dust on the ground that should have appeared when the heavy object fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Danny felt embarrassed in front of his boss and the kidnappers. He took a few steps forward, bent down and slapped the man in black robe hard on the face.

"Click."

"what"

Accompanied by the sound of broken bones, there was a scream of pain. Don't get me wrong, this scream did not come from the man in black robe, but from Danny who slapped him.

I saw that his palm and wrist were twisted at a weird angle at this time. It seemed like it was broken. He was curled up and kneeling on the ground, screaming.

""

Marcus and the other kidnappers looked at him with speechless expressions. This was the first time they had seen a person break his own hand by beating someone.

"Shut up and scream and I'll kill you," Marcus threatened Danny with a cold look on his face.

This sentence was more useful than any medicine. Danny immediately blocked his mouth with his unbroken hand. Knowing his boss's temper very well, he knew that it was best to do as he said at this time, otherwise he would really It is quite possible to go directly to God.

Marcus then shifted his gaze to the face of the man in black robe on the ground, and was even more surprised when he saw it. Danny's hand was broken, but there was not even a trace of swelling on his fair face. It seemed that the one who was beaten just now was not him.

And listening to his deep breathing, this guy seems to be asleep

Looking at Danny, whose face was already red from holding back, but he didn't even dare to breathe loudly, Marcus' eyes were constantly alternating between the two of them. This sharp contrast made him, a cruel and ruthless person, really speechless. .

He waved back, signaling for someone to come behind him and drag the big black Danny away, so that he wouldn't be suffocated to death here.

Just as the younger brother behind him stepped forward, the scars on his face suddenly twisted. He took out his Desert Eagle from his waist and fired 7 shots at the man in black robes on the ground, vowing to beat him to death. Looks like a hornet's nest.

"hiss"

The kidnappers who were startled by the gunshots all turned their gazes in the direction of Marcus. Seeing that it was him who fired the gun, they were not surprised. They were used to their boss's convulsions from time to time.

But when they looked at Marcus' target, they all let out surprised gasps.

All seven bullets fired by Marcus were suspended in the air a few inches away from the man in black robes, as if they were frozen in the air, unable to move forward at all.

A few seconds later, the crisp sound of bullet shells falling to the ground appeared in their ears. The man in black robe who got up on the ground was unscathed and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

These seven crisp sounds were like bullets hitting their chests, challenging everyone's nerves.

"Mutant"

Almost word for word, Marcus squeezed out these three words from his mouth through gritted teeth.

The boss spoke, and the subordinates behind him seemed to have come back to their senses, and they started shouting.