Man In American Comics: Start Regenerative Healing Factor

Matt didn't dwell on this topic, but took a step forward with a sense of oppression.

"I remember you said that you live in Brooklyn. You shouldn't be in West Midtown at this time. I hope you can tell me the truth. What is your purpose for coming to West Midtown tonight?"

Lu Chuang spread his hands, grabbed two pistols and said sincerely: "We didn't do anything, we were really just passing by. If you don't believe me, you can listen to my heartbeat to see if it is lying."

Matt naturally wouldn't believe this.

But he didn't eavesdrop on Lu Chuang's heart rate, he was afraid that he would listen to all Beethoven's music in one night.

"Then tell me, what's the matter with the bloody smell on your body, and what did you do before?"

"Sorry, this is a personal matter, no comment."

Lu Chuang didn't bother to make up lies, and his face looked like I wouldn't tell if I was killed.

Although Matt couldn't see his expression, he could clearly feel Lu Chuang's refusal attitude.

Matt shook the short stick in his hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lu, please don't force me."

"You don't want to do it, do you?"

Lu Chuang clasped his arms around his chest and shook his legs, arrogant like a villain: "I advise you to take care of yourself, now you are only one person, and we have two people here, you will suffer a lot if you fight."

Matt's tone was a little helpless: "Your companion left long ago."

"Are you kidding? You're trying to trick me into turning my head around and sneaking up on me, a young man. This low-level trick has long been outdated, right Frank."

However, no one responded to his words.

"... Frank?"

Lu Chuang suddenly had a bad feeling.

He turned his neck stiffly, as expected, there was no Frank figure behind him.

Only a pair of yellowed briefs remained in place, and the top and trousers were all missing.

At this time, Matt explained from the side: "While we were talking, the strong man had already left with his clothes on."

Lu Chuang: "..."

While observing Lu Chuang, Matt also did not ignore the bloody Frank.

Fortunately, Frank does not have the freedom to control the frequency of his heart like Lu Chuang.

Therefore, Matt can clearly hear Frank's heart rate, which is stronger than ordinary people. Combined with the information obtained by other sensory abilities, Matt can be sure that Frank is definitely a powerful fighter.

Although Matt could feel that the opponent was injured, he still wasn't sure of victory. With Lu Chuang in front of him, he really didn't have enough confidence to keep two people at once.

But Frank chose to leave, which gave Matt a chance.

Although I don't know the specific reason, it was because of internal conflicts or other conspiracies, but Matt didn't take action to keep Frank, but let the other party go.

In Matt's view, as long as Lu Chuang is left alone, he can still get the information he wants to know. If there is any problem at that time, he can find the other party's companion through Lu Chuang.

 …

After scanning the alley several times and confirming that Frank really left, Lu Chuang couldn't believe it.

No way, what about America's iron-blooded tough guy?

How can a tough guy leave his teammates and sneak away!

Most importantly, he also wanted to see Frank in that piggy suit, and if possible, take a few photos as souvenirs.

Lu Chuang couldn't accept this fact for a while.

To be honest, the image of Frank in his heart is a little bit broken. It was obvious that the other party was a tough guy who could wipe out the entire gang with a pistol some time ago. It’s just a few days since I haven’t seen him. Why did he suddenly learn to sell his teammates?

Lu Chuang analyzed it carefully, and finally came up with the most reasonable answer.

Definitely influenced by Wade!

Frank touched Wade tonight, so even Frank, the tough guy, has become abnormal, otherwise there is no explanation for Frank's sudden change, yes, it must be like this.

As the only normal person around Wade, Lu Chuang felt that his pressure was much greater.

Feeling the hotter 'gaze' behind him, Lu Chuang turned his head to look at Matt, showing an awkward yet polite smile.

"Well, I think we can sit down and discuss it slowly, why don't I give you a fork, let's forget about it."

Matt didn't respond, he didn't want to listen to such perfunctory words, and he didn't want to watch the other party split.

He wanted to figure out the identities of Lu Chuang and Frank, and what they did. The current Hell's Kitchen can't stand any trouble. If they are allowed to continue to behave in Hell's Kitchen, it will be a trouble for the entire Hell's Kitchen .

Seeing Matt's attitude so resolute, Lu Chuang sighed: "Well, since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you."

Just when Matt thought Lu Chuang was going to tell the truth, Lu Chuang suddenly pointed behind him.

"Look! There's a flying saucer!"

"..."

Matt didn't turn his head. After all, he couldn't see the flying saucer.

Lu Chuang didn't care whether he believed it or not, after shouting this sentence, he turned around and ran away.

Matt sighed lightly, and the short stick in his hand was released instantly, and hit Lu Chuang's back with a whoosh.

boom!

Accompanied by a gunshot, the bullet accurately shot down the short stick.

Matt was startled when he heard the voice.

Within the scope of his perception, he can clearly perceive that Lu Chuang fired this shot while running, and it is not easy to shoot with such accuracy under such interference.

Without hesitation, Matt ran after him and picked up the short stick on the ground.

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