Martin Variety in American Comics

"It's not a lot of tongue on this person!"

After rushing to the police, Martin pointed forward, and the Shuanglong Sword turned into a luminous flashes, against the vice director's neck.

The Shuanglong Sword was originally a sword, and Martin Yin was envoyed. The power of sword qi was even higher. The sword Feng had not yet reached the neck of the deputy director.

Tick!

A drop of red blood fell and fell into eight petals on the ground.

The Deputy Director of Los Angeles was soft and fell directly to the ground, but he still said hard: "I tell you that the deputy director of the abduction threatened the Los Angeles Police Department is a big crime. Let me put me, otherwise, the man is sitting and picking up the soap at the bottom of the man, and the woman goes to prison as a prostitute, and is a person! "

Martin and Zatana have seen too much rogue, and have long been immune to swear words.

But Rachel is still a child. Although she is not a paradise where she lives, a group of high school students scolded, and the dirty words were not dirty.

When she heard this deputy director, she even issued such a shameless threat. She was furious, and the magic wings behind her waved, the feathers danced on it, and made a sound of swords.

"ah!"

Rachel was still hesitating, Martin's index finger down, and the sword directly pierced the thigh of the deputy director.

"You, my legs!"

The deputy director was so painful that he rolled on the ground, holding his bleeding legs, and mourning loudly.

Martin has no sympathy, but just turned his head to Rachel: "In the future, you will do it directly as long as you determine that the other party will not discuss with yourself. "" ""

Rachel's little head kept talking, just like the chicken pecking rice. Although she said it was 100 times more ruthless than Martin, she decided that she was not one percent of him.

Zatana did not sympathize with this chief full of dung. She said to Martin dissatisfied: "Can you teach some good things on Leichel?"

After knowing Rachel's life, Zatana also sympathized with the girl and was unwilling to let her face the Three Palace Magic.

"Rachel needs to know these now to face the complex situation!"

Martin sighed: "I did not expect that Tu Lingzhu was gone by the Blood Brothers, and those lunatics had been able to use the power of Tu Lingzhu initially."

"Blood Brotherhood?"

Zatana is a master, but there is no prophet's descent, and the women of the Blood Brotherhood have always lived deeply. It is normal for her not to understand.

"The Blood Brotherhood is a group of women who are abandoned by the Three House Demons and believers. They are consisting of cult groups. They just want to please the Three Palace Demon, not very much in human society. It is normal for you to not know."

"But the threat of those women is not smaller than the Spirit of Los Angeles, because she is crazy enough, enough hoe!"

During the process of Martin's explanation to Zatana, he also paid attention to the deputy director.

Seeing that he was tortured by pain and was almost numb, he suddenly recalled Shuanglong Sword, so that the deputy director once again realized the pain of drilling.

"Do you search for the magic you want to read?"

Martin threw off the blood of the Shuanglong Sword and turned his head and asked Zatana.

Zatana answered truthfully: "I will, but never used it. In this regard, Constantine is more proficient than me!"

"I believe this, so search for this guy's soul, let me come!"

Martin temporarily retracted the scabbard of Shuanglong Sword, and walked to the deputy director empty -handed, while constantly moving the knuckles of his hands.

When he was close to the deputy director, he was lying on the ground humming, and he suddenly rushed and yelled: "Boy, eat me with a punch!"

The thigh pierced by Shuanglong Sword recovered instantly. The whole person became full of energy, three feet high, and the body below the police also bulged.

Bang!

Martin's fist came first, and a punch swelled his left face on his left face, just like a pig's head.

"idiot!"

Martin was expressionless, and he kicked the seemingly vice -chief's stomach, flying him out for a few meters away, and spit the water.

"Be honest if you have no ability, play with yin! Put a ruthless words before the student fights, do you have that strength?"

For a moment, the deputy director was at the same time suffered double trauma in the body and soul.

He stood up.

His eyes were congested and red.

He. Run!

The deputy director did not let go of a word, and then ran away, and his legs were just like the wheel.

Escape is rational, and the life is the greatest!

As long as he rushes out of the ruins, he can call the entire Los Angeles Police Station.

At that time, let alone three superhumans, even thirty, they have to use artillery shells to make them into scum!

Thinking of the scene of the damn Taoist priest became a slag, the deputy director couldn't help laughing and even laughed.

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As soon as the sword flashed, Martin was blocked in front of the deputy director, with the eyes of ‘caring for mental retardation’, and the sword finger directly clicked on his Dantian.

The original deputy director, who was energetic, stopped in place in an instant, and every muscle on the whole body lost control, as if the nerves inside were necrotic.

Immediately after, Martin gathered the vitality in the body and directly dressed on the deputy director's Luanzhong point and Baihui acupoint.

When pointing in the acupoints, the deputy director only felt that his ears were gurgling, and the five senses were imbalanced. The surrounding world became strange and began to distort it.

When he tapped the Baihui acupoint, he heard the sound of a sword ringing in his ears. He was pushed backwards by an unknown person, and then he lost his senses. The whole world fell into darkness.

In front of Martin, the three souls and seven spirits of the deputy director flew out of his body.

The three souls of heaven, earth, and life, and the seven spirits of Tianchong, Linghui, Qi, force, central axis, essence, and Ying, were neatly exposed in the air from back to front, pulled by the deputy director's remaining will, and did not disperse.

This is one of Martin's best moves, "Three Shocks"!

Circulate the vitality, point the sword at the target's Dantian, Tanzhong, and Baihui, and defeat their spirit.

The spirit is scattered and the qi is stagnant, and the qi is stagnant and the spirit is in a trance!

If Martin does this again, the opponent's three souls and seven spirits will leave the body immediately, but the person is not dead yet, and there is still a trace of will, which connects the three souls and seven spirits, making it impossible to disperse, and exposing the secrets hidden by the person one by one.

"If the devils in hell see this move, they will definitely compete to worship you as their master!"

Zatanna commented when she saw the scattered three souls and seven spirits.

Martin smiled slightly: "I will take it as a compliment!"

Zatanna did not make her words clear, pointing to the soul that was about to disperse and asked: "So, what are you going to do next? You want to split all his souls, and then explore the secrets bit by bit?"

Martin shook his head slightly, stretched out his right index finger and flicked it gently in the air, and the memories of the three souls and seven spirits appeared in the air in the form of strings.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and those memories automatically flew into his hand, rolled it into a small ball, threw it directly into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it directly.

In the past, Zhong Kui ate ghosts with his divine body to maintain the order of the underworld.

Martin's move was to imitate Zhong Kui's actions, directly eating people's spirits, and he could get the essence of the memory.

"Ugh!"

The taste of the deputy director's memory came up from his stomach, and Martin almost vomited it as if he had eaten a yellow unknown object.

This guy cooperated with the cult just to prolong his life and used other people's blood to strengthen himself. Then he was naturally not a good person in the past.

The bad things he did in the past have now turned into a disgusting smell of feces that makes people want to vomit, and Martin began to feel sick.

"Damn, be careful when eating arrows. I don't have such a strong taste as Zhong Kui. I'd better try another method to explore other memories in the future!"

Martin bent down and squatted on the ground, holding his throat and spitting out a foul smell, which made Zatanna and Rachel who cared about him stink away.

"Huh!"

Rachel covered her nose with both hands and said with disgust: "Martin, why do you spray such a stinky thing out of your mouth?"

"It's all because of that bastard's memory that is too disgusting and dirty!"

Martin took out the wind spirit bead and waved it a few times, summoning the breeze to dispel the lingering stench on his body.

He waved his long sleeves and directly beat the deputy director's soul back to his body, and then more than a dozen small swords flew out of his hands, acting as silver needles for medical treatment, and directly pierced into the body of this disgusting old bastard.

Puff!

The acupuncture points were pierced by the small sword, and streams of clean blood spurted out from the acupuncture points, quickly dyeing the surrounding land red.

"No, no, no! My blood, my youth!"

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

The deputy director looked at the blood gushing from more than a dozen places on his body, feeling the power of youth flowing with the blood, and couldn't help but wail.

He wanted to block his lost youth with his hands, but he often blocked one side and leaked the other side, and couldn't change anything at all.

As more and more blood flowed, the originally strong deputy director first became bald, and then the few remaining hairs turned white.

The strong muscles disappeared, and the fat couldn't support the skin, so it could only droop on the body, which was extremely ugly.

His face was covered with age spots and various wrinkles, like dry bark, with gullies crisscrossing, and there was no longer the temperament of old and strong just now.

"Hey, this guy's true face is so disgusting!"

Rachel was a child who spoke without restraint. She thought of everything she saw and said it directly.

But the truth was a sharp knife, which pierced the deputy director's fragile heart directly.

"I will kill you bastards!"

The deputy director trembled and climbed up from the ground, staring at Martin with his eyes, and stretched out a pair of dry claws to him.

Swish!

The double dragon sword was unsheathed and pressed against the old man's throat.

Martin said like an order: "If you take another step forward, my sword will pierce your throat and let you die here now. And if you turn around now and find a doctor to bandage your wound, you may still live for a year or two."

The sharp sword edge became Martin's mouth.

"So, you'd better think it over before you act. I'm not a patient person. You don't have much time left!"

The old deputy director looked at the sword edge that was close at hand, and then looked at the exit full of light.

In the end, he chose to continue to live, dragging his legs that were about to fail, limping and trying to walk faster.

He was worried about the Taoist priest behind him, so he suddenly changed his mind and stabbed himself to death with a sword.

"Just let him go? He will definitely come to avenge us."

Rachel looked at the deputy director's back and had no sympathy.

She didn't forget that this bastard threatened to find someone to rape her a few minutes ago?

"What will he use to avenge us?"

Martin smiled and said, "An old man who is so old that he can't even walk, the Blood Brothers will not continue to support him, and no one in the Los Angeles Police Department will take him seriously."

"Soon, everything in his hands will be divided up by others, and nothing will be left."

"Isn't this guy greedy? Doesn't he want to keep everything? I just want him to taste the taste of losing everything, and die in extreme despair and pain."

"Only in this way can we comfort those who have been sucked blood by him!"

Martin's voice was very calm, but Zatanna and Rachel heard a deep malice in his words.

The two of them couldn't imagine what would happen if such a thing happened to them.

Then, they began to be glad that Martin was their teammate, otherwise, the two would face a terrible opponent.

Martin didn't continue this topic. The deputy director was just a tool. After getting the punishment he deserved, he lost his meaning and didn't need to care about him anymore.

"It's a pity that although the deputy director is a high-ranking official, he is still not a core member of the Brotherhood of Blood."

"Every time, it's the Brotherhood of Blood who comes to him and orders him to do things. Although the old man is smart enough to remember the location of the blood pool, it's probably meaningless."

Zatanna understood what Martin meant.

There was such a big commotion here, with the death of an envoy and a deputy director, even if the head of the Brotherhood of Blood was a fool, he should have realized that something was wrong and ran away with his men.

"Although there may not be any gains, this is the only clue we have, so we have to go and see it anyway!"

"Okay!"

Martin lowered his head and thought for two seconds, and agreed to Zatanna's proposal: "Let's go to the place where the Brotherhood of Blood makes those dignitaries younger and find out."

"If there is no gain, it doesn't matter. I have a backup plan, but it's a little dangerous. It's best not to use it until the last minute."

Zatanna had a big question mark on her head.

We are all human beings, why do you have a second plan so soon? Are we really in the same world?

"What plan did you come up with?"

"When I knew the other party was the Blood Brotherhood."

Martin explained: "The women of the Blood Brotherhood may be difficult to figure out, but the Sangong Demon is easy to guess. What he wants most is right next to us now."

The two looked at Rachel, who was blinking cutely.

"Me?"

Rachel pointed at herself, looking ignorant, and blinking her big eyes.

"Yes, the Sangong Demon wants you the most now. If there is no other way, you can only be used as bait!"

When Martin said this, he was not very interested, and he emphasized: "This is the last resort. Don't get excited and do it yourself!"

"Oh!"

When Rachel heard what Martin said, she did have an urge to be a hero. But then, that urge was suppressed by Martin.

Martin saw that Rachel did not look like she was hot-headed, breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed out of the ruins with the two women on his sword.

The police guarding outside opened fire without saying a word, treating them as terrorists.

Martin ignored the police, and the Wind Spirit Orb turned, sweeping away the bullets and shells flying towards him, turning into a sword light and disappearing directly into the sky.

I was so angry that I forgot to post it.