Marvel's Speedster

In fact, Ross didn't run very far. He crossed the road of the community center all the way, and then came to the busy street outside. pass by.

"Hi, Kick-off King." Someone on the front kept waving enthusiastically to the green figure, and the guy in tights raised his hand unsuspectingly in response.

"Hello sir, I wish you a good evening." The voice and the silhouette of the back were quite familiar, very much like Dave, Ross' freak classmate.

Looking at the familiar figure, Ross was speechless for a moment.

According to Old Joe's confession, the gang boss Frank Damico has noticed this civilian hero and determined that he is related to the previous attack. Perhaps at this moment, the gang's personnel have ambushed at the nearby place where Kick-Ass often haunts. Unpredictable dangers may appear at any time, but this one is still ignorant and flaunting on the side of the road. He is really a model of life and death.

Looking at the green shadows wandering on the street, there are young people dressed in gangsters appearing strangely on the side of the road from time to time, and more and more strange faces that you don’t usually see gather together. Ross was curious for a while, followed behind, and followed the crowd. Somewhere in the shopping street, there was a blind spot where the surveillance probe could not take pictures, and then the gangsters who had already been unable to restrain themselves swarmed up and surrounded the unsuspecting bidders in the center.

"Is this King Haibian? I think it's more or less called King Beibian." Seeing the green figure being beaten by gangsters and rolling on the ground in a mess, Ross couldn't help shaking his head.

Right in front of him, a thug held up a baseball bat and waved his hand violently. The thick | thick stick whizzed by, and landed firmly on Kick-off King's not-so-broad shoulders, beating him on the spot He staggered and plunged into the mud on the side of the road.

Seeing this brutal scene, the nearby onlookers sighed one after another. Emotionally, people are more inclined to maintain order and protect the people, but in reality, few people dare to stand up to the evil. At most, they just secretly take out The phone hid in the corner and whispered to the police.

"I really can't stand it anymore!" The black young man next to him roared angrily, just when Ross thought that finally someone was willing to stand up for others, this strong young black man resolutely turned around and walked away...

"Bitch!" It wasn't Ross who said it, but a little girl not far away who was holding a tube of popcorn and eating it with gusto.

This is a loli about twelve or thirteen years old, with a sweet and lovely face like an angel, fair skin, golden twin ponytails on her hair, a hint of slyness between her brows, and a slight corner of her mouth. Tilted up, as if ready to concoct a prank at any moment.

Seeing Ross staring at him, the loli made a face at him.

Her expression seemed to make Ross see Jessica who was one size smaller, and definitely this loli was more playful and cute.

"How old are you, aren't you afraid of such bloody scenes?" Ross asked, pointing to the front.

"I've seen this kind of thing too much, it's just a trivial matter." Loli curled her lips and replied old-fashioned.

After she finished speaking, she quickly added: "definitely watched it from a movie, right dad?"

The tall man next to her agreed vaguely, it seemed that this was Luoli's father.

"Then your dad is really lucky, the violation of the grading system was not discovered by the police." Ross shrugged his shoulders, and his eyes met the man.

With the help of the dim light, Loli's father saw Ross's face clearly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked away calmly.

"It's time for you to go to bed, Mindy, don't forget you have to go to school tomorrow." The father gave a light che. Pulled her daughter out from the front of the crowd.

"I haven't finished it yet." Lori Mindy complained, being gradually taken away by her father.

Ross smiled slightly, ignoring the father and daughter. He recalled that when he dealt with Old Joe's assistant who wanted to inform him outside the auto repair shop, he had a feeling of being spied on. Since the other party hadn't made any moves, he didn't have any extra problems . Thinking about it now, that person lurking in the dark might be this father, their eyes were burning with the same deep hatred, maybe his precious daughter who was used to seeing blood was also an important helper.

It seems that the enemy that Frank has always suspected has nothing to do with King Kick-Ass, and his people have never discovered that the real murderer is in the crowd of onlookers.

Thinking secretly, Ross was filled with a sense of sarcasm.

At this moment, the thugs who besieged Kick-Ass finally took off their green hoods [showing a familiar face of Ross.

...asking for flowers...

"Dave Lezeski." Ross murmured the name silently in his heart, and at the same time squatted down quietly, picking up a few stones.

While the thugs were picking up Dave and trying to drive the crowd away, Ross waved his hands hard.

"Bang bang ----", the head dings exploded, and several street lamps were blown up by unknown flight objects at the same time. In an instant, the nearby light was lost, and darkness enveloped half of the noisy street.

"What's going on, who is making trouble?" Someone yelled in the dark.

After everyone got used to the dim environment, they realized that the prey they got was missing, and someone took advantage of the chaos to snatch King Hai Bian.

Rage's gang thugs grabbed the onlookers and asked them desperately, scaring the crowd outside.

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In the chaos, a thug came out of the shadows unsteadily, holding a Desert Eagle pistol in his hand.

"Idiot, what are you doing, quickly put down the gun and go to King Haibian!" the thug leader shouted angrily at the man.

Among the running crowd, the leader pushed and shoved his subordinates several times, and then watched the other party raise his arms stiffly, aiming the black muzzle of the gun at his eyebrows.

"Damn..." A final thought flashed through the head of the thug.

"boom!"

The gun rang out, and a burst of blood suddenly burst out from the leader's forehead, and then the corpse fell limply to the ground.

"He's crazy, come and stop him!" The other thugs were stunned, and they rushed forward separately, trying to take the murder weapon away from the shooter.

If the At the moment shooter still had a semblance of reason in his head, he would definitely run away with his head in his arms, and would never try to confront everyone.

But an icy will froze his nerves. The shooter stared fiercely at his former companions as if facing the most hated enemy in his life. The desert eagle in his hand aimed at everyone and fired repeatedly. There was chaos in the streets, and one thug after another was hit by bullets, until the remaining people grabbed their pistols and beat the delirious shooter to the face.

At the moment, no one cared about the arrest operation anymore, the piercing siren sounded in the distance, the brilliance of the police lights pierced the night sky, accompanied by the roar of huge amounts of engines, the belated police rushed into down Commercial Street Six. .