under one man in marvel

"You blind bastard, I'm really worried. The seven thousand dollar bill in my hand was just taken away by that little beast. How dare you touch my trouble at this time?" The headed black drunkard said with a ferocious look on his face. He roared, clenching his fists tightly.

The more he cursed, the angrier he became. Looking at Bloo in front of him, he wanted to kill him no matter what. However, anyone who was born and raised in Hell's Kitchen knew one thing, that is, if you can do something, try not to speak.

So the big man didn't waste any time. Without waiting for Bullo to reply, he kicked him. Although Bullo was a standard height of 1.8 meters, he was quite thin. Facing the opponent's 1.9-meter-tall figure, he looked a little weak. .

Seeing the opponent's attack, Blow didn't panic at all. He had encountered so many terrifying experiences in the year on the desert island. It was naturally impossible for Blow to be afraid when facing an ordinary person.

Dodging the kick sideways, Buluo gently retracted his outstretched palm. After accumulating strength, he immediately hit the opponent's stomach. The man was not an ignorant person. While kicking, His right hand was blocked in front of him to prevent Bullo from counterattacking.

If it is an ordinary person, or a person who exercises regularly, then a strong black man can definitely block this punch, but Buluo is not an ordinary person. A warrior with true energy is not something ordinary people can block. With just one punch, the big black man was knocked out and fell to the ground with a thud.

For those who practice martial arts, true energy is a very important thing. Finding true energy is equivalent to finding the energy in the body, and it can also prove that you can officially practice martial arts.

However, the warriors in this world seem to be very weak. Most warriors only practice moves, and very few know how to practice Qi.

Take Iron Fist as an example. After Danny's family encountered a disaster, little Danny was rescued by Kunlun warriors and taught Danny powerful martial arts. It was said to be powerful, but it was just some hard Qigong. Until Danny Only after inheriting the power of the Iron Fist and obtaining the true energy can we finally find the sense of energy.

In the past life of the Defenders, Iron Fist used his true energy to knock down Luke Cage, who was said to be invulnerable, with one punch. This also proves how much help he has in improving his strength with his true energy.

The big black man fell to the ground, staggered and got up. He felt that his right arm was numb, and there was a hint of fear in Bullo's eyes.

However, his companions didn't pay attention to this. When they saw their friend being beaten, they naturally couldn't just watch, and the four of them rushed towards Bullo's position together.

"Humph, it's really troublesome."

Blow shook his head and sighed, thinking that these people were really not afraid of death, and the movements of their hands were not slow. The milky white energy filled Blow's fists, making his hands look very pale. Like moonlight, with a faint glow of fireflies.

Grabbing the collar of the first person who came towards him, Bullo used his strength to fly into the air, stepped on the other person's chest with his legs for several steps, turned over in the air, and landed firmly on the ground. Then he loosened his hand and punched the somewhat confused man in the face.

The remaining two people were shocked by Bullo's operation. They stopped halfway and looked at the two companions who were knocked down in an instant. They felt a sense of retreat.

But Blow didn't want to talk nonsense with them. Since they had stopped, it was his turn. Thinking of this, Blow's eyes flashed with light, and his whole body instantly moved a few meters away. Arriving in front of those two people.

The two people were shocked by Blow's speed. Before they could react, they felt severe pain in their stomachs, as if their internal organs were squeezed together. Blow withdrew his fist and immediately touched it. Their heads collided with each other as soon as their palms came together. After a muffled sound, the two bodies fell down weakly.

At this time, apart from Blow, the only person standing around was the leading black man. Seeing that he and others fell down without even touching each other, the black man's clothes were soaked with cold sweat. The wine is sober.

"Don't... don't come here, brother. We are the ones who provoked you because of our indifference. I hope you can let me go. I am from the Razor Gang. I might be able to help you in Hell's Kitchen in the future. Well, don't you think so?" The big black man had long lost his previous ferocious look and said with a sorry smile.

Hearing this, Buluo smiled, crossed his arms and said. "Oh Razor Gang, you are threatening me."

"I don't dare, I don't dare. I mean it. We, the Razor Gang, are pretty good here. If you always have any problems, you can let us help you. You have plenty, please let me go." "Okay." The big black man grinned.

Glancing at the other party lightly, Buluo's mouth hidden under the mask showed a sneer. It would be a shame to die for such social scum. Looking at them, it is estimated that each of them has a lot of lives on their hands, and looking at The way he was making excuses for himself now made Blow feel even more disgusted.

But it doesn’t matter. If you can save one thing, you will have one less thing to do. You will still make money here in the future, but you can’t kill people the first time you come here, otherwise you won’t be able to make money. But what about the Razor Gang, Blow didn’t listen. Having said that, they are probably a small, unpopular gang.

"Huh, there's nothing I can't put away. As I said before, I've been short of money recently, so I came to you to borrow some. Wouldn't you not help me with this small favor?" Blow stretched out his hand and rubbed his thumb and index finger. The meaning is very clear, it is to ask for money.

"Help, definitely help." Hearing Bullo's words, the big black man immediately understood. He groped around with the other two people who were still awake. After a while, they finally came up with about five to six thousand US dollars. banknote.

It seemed that the money was all they had on them. The big black man was afraid that Blow would be angry, so he found all the money on the two unconscious companions and handed it all into Blow's hands.

"Brother, we only have so much on us. You may not know that I originally had more than 7000 on me, but I was touched by a little kid just now. Otherwise, I would definitely give them all to you." The big black man said carefully, while Look into Bloo's eyes.

"Okay, you go, take those two with you." Without even looking at them, Bullo put the U.S. dollars in his hand into his pocket, then waved his hand to let them leave.

After hearing this, the few people were relieved. After responding, they hurriedly left with their unconscious companions. Before they could get far, Blow heard their curses.

But Bullo didn't care at all, and had no intention of beating them up. Anyway, the task for tonight was completed and it was time to go back.

With this thought in mind, Blow turned around and walked towards the other side. Although he had never been here before, Blow still knew the specific direction and would not get lost here.

As he walked, Blow suddenly discovered that under a streetlight not far ahead, the dwarf was standing there with his hands in his pockets. He also wore a mask on his face and a beret on his head. He was wearing his hat and looking straight at himself, as if he was waiting for him.

Walking closer, before Buluo could speak, the other party's voice rang out.

"Why did you let them go? The Razor Gang is already desperate. Their boss secretly left Hell's Kitchen yesterday, and other gangs have been preparing to attack them in the past few days. What else do you think they can do to help you?"