100% Psionic Power In Marvel

Time flies, and such a happy and warm day has passed for two years.

Summer is here, and a lot has changed in two years.

Ivan is sixteen years old. In addition to growing a lot, exercise has also given him a certain amount of muscle.

Jessica has become even cooler, reaching a height of 1.74 meters. In addition to daily self-reaction training, she also learned street fighting skills from the gangster Lucas.

When she saw Tony Stark say "I am Iron Man" at the press conference on the screen, she smiled and asked Ivan, "Should I also have a famous hero name?"

Ivan said yes, how about the black cavalry?

Ivan reckoned that this name was cool enough, she would definitely like it.

Sure enough, she snapped her fingers and said it was very good and cool enough.

As a result, in order to match this title, she seldom wears clothes other than black since then...

This summer vacation, Ivan is living in New York, mainly to take care of the orchard. Yes, he has bought his land, and various fruit trees have been planted. In addition to Karen, Angel is also recruited by Ivan Yes, the two of them are in charge of wholesale and sales.

Fruit growers form a trio.

Jessica is not idle either, she also wants to make some money, so she took a part-time job at a moving company in New York during the summer vacation, and has been doing it for two weeks now.

evening.

"Jones, come alive!"

A short man in short-sleeved shorts entered the lounge and called Jessica by her last name.

At this moment, Jessica was reading her favorite detective novel "The Detective Sherlock Holmes" on the bench in the lounge, and was interrupted at a highlight, she frowned, and then nodded.

"understood."

"Hurry up, hurry up." The short man slapped the door frame, signaling to hurry up.

After closing the book, Jessica turned up from the chair. Her upper body was a black women's leather jacket, and her lower body was black jeans. She was paired with a black hair with shawl and long hair, which looked very cool.

Not like a mover.

The white truck was parked outside the company, and the short man was already waiting for her in the driver's seat.

"Come on! Can you..."

"Do not talk nonsense."

Jessica's brows flashed a hint of anger, she was seldom polite to outsiders, especially when Ivan was not by her side...

Her tenderness will disappear.

She walked to the right side of the front of the car with a cold face, stretched out her hand to grab the door, and with a 'click' sound, she pulled the whole door down, sparking for a moment.

After that, she jumped into the car and put the door back in place as if nothing had happened.

The short man stared: "Did you break the car door again?"

"Driving, isn't it urgent?"

"Do you know what happens if I tell the boss?"

"I'll fix it." Jessica said calmly, she was still holding the detective novel in her hand, at this moment she turned up again with a cold face, and continued to read the exciting part of solving the case.

"Unreasonable."

The short man started the truck, and didn't dare to say too much, after all, he knew that the woman next to him was a freak, a freak of strength.

Originally, as a mover, they usually work in pairs, and it is a good thing that the partner is strong, but he thinks that Jessica is too slow to work, and it is not that she has no strength, so she moves furniture slowly.

There are not many jobs, and dozens of partners in the company are rushing to do the job, doing things that make more money... and pretending to be elegant?

He cursed in his heart: This bitch, if it weren't for her dawdling, I would earn 50% more every day, and I really want to tear the novel in her hand.

The moving truck was on its way to the client's house, and everything was fine.

But after a while, the short man sitting in the driver's seat frowned, feeling something was wrong.

There are fewer people on the street, and fewer cars, all of which are driving in the opposite direction to him, and some cars are driving in a hurry.

With suspicion, he drove on.

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He heard a constant sound ahead, like gunshots.

"No way?" the short man muttered to himself.

Jessica also heard the gunshots. She looked up and saw that the front was very chaotic, and a group of people rushed back. Some people ran past the truck without fear of being hit.

"A criminal gang robbed a bank?"

The short man smiled sarcastically, but stopped the car anyway, because the gunfire in front was getting louder, and it was easy to be affected when he got close.

But stopping here, he still felt quite safe.

This is not a small street that allows all kinds of gangs to run wild, this is New York's Fifth Avenue with top security! Which desperate group dares to play like this?

He feels that criminal gangs will be suppressed soon, and most of these intensive gunshots should belong to the police and be just.

'Bang', there was the sound of artillery fire ahead, and the black smoke gradually filled the air.

A flaming car drew an elegant arc in mid-air and hit the facade of a fishing tackle shop on the left side. Immediately after a 'bang', the fuel tank exploded, and flames ignited the entire storefront.

Jessica squinted her eyes and subconsciously closed the detective novel in her hand.

The short man turned his head to look at Jessica and said, "A detour, but it will cost a lot more gas."

He stared at Jessica, and said again: "It's not because of you, I can earn more money every day, so the extra gas expenses are included in your salary, is there any problem? Or..."

He noticed that Jessica's mouth was slightly opened, her eyes became surprised, and he quickly turned his head to look forward...but saw an oncoming car smashing into the windshield!

With a bang, the glass couldn't withstand such a strong impact, and broke into fragments one after another and embedded in the short man's flesh and blood.

Jessica reacted quickly and bent over to avoid it in time. Even so, her leather jacket on the back was also covered with shards of glass.

Her heart was beating violently, she got up and looked out, there was no one on the street, only a monster standing in the middle of the road

It's huge.

Dark green skin, fin-like ears, well-developed muscles with bulging veins, white pupils without eyes.

Even so, Jessica, whose heart was beating violently, felt that the monster was watching her.

Only his fresh life can be watched by it.

Panting slightly, she turned to look at the short man in the driver's seat. His eyes were staring... His neck and face were all in pieces! Constantly bleeding.

he died!

At this moment, the monster was holding a soldier in its right hand, it threw the soldier away, and walked towards Jessica step by step.

The helicopter was roaring in the sky, and the monster's body kept making 'clang clang clang', which was the sound of bullets hitting its hard skin. It was not afraid of bullets!

The dense fire suppression in the air seemed to be just a joke, it didn't even show pain.

Cracks were stepped on the ground by it. With a roar, it accelerated towards the truck Jessica was sitting on.

Pupils shrank suddenly, and Jessica felt her pores stand on end, and her adrenaline was soaring. She kicked the car door with a 'bang' and quickly jumped out of the truck.

With a loud noise, the big truck was punched by the monster and flew twenty meters away.

Seeing all this, she kept stepping back, but the monster turned around again and looked at her.

Behind, there is no way back.

She gritted her teeth and picked up a car beside her, lifting it above her head.

"Don't come here!" she yelled instinctively and threateningly.

The monster's pupils flickered twice, as if it was surprised, it walked towards Jessica curiously, this human woman can also lift a car?