Fishing In The Four Emperors Territory? All Marine Escort!

Eric closed the door helplessly.

His hands were still soft.

Although he realized that the person he was talking to was not a good person at the moment of shooting, and his hands were probably already covered with blood, he still didn't attack him.

It is difficult to be the first to strike first.

However, he realized that since he had embarked on this path, he would take this step sooner or later.

Although he still set a lower limit for himself not to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

After a few minutes, he waved his hand, picked up the helmet from the bed, checked it, and walked out the door with the helmet.

Walking to the door of the inn, he frowned.

I saw that the person who was chased away by him just now was curled up in front of his chest, staring at him angrily, and beside him stood a person who was three times his size but much older than him.

Behind them, there were more than 20 people with unkind faces standing.

"Brother, that's him! It's a monster!"

The man looked at Eric threateningly, with killing intent in his eyes.

But the elder brother did not speak, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Kill him!"

If he dared to hit his brother's idea, even if the opponent was a monster, he would shoot him and beat him into a sieve.

"Can you block bullets? Hehe, let's see how many bullets you can block!"

The man looked at Eric with a sneer, and roared arrogantly.

But he apparently doesn't know anything about power 270.

Da da da da da da da da!

Gunshots rang out, and bullets rained down on Eric.

Eric was expressionless, with only a hint of irritation in his eyes.

Why did this man come to die?

The bullet, stopping in front of Eric, went up.

Seeing this scene, fear gradually appeared in the hearts of the people who were originally laughing. When they saw the densely packed bullets fired and stopped in front of Eric like a wall, the gunshots stopped unconsciously.

They swallowed heavily, turned around and ran away without thinking.

Eric clenched his fists and watched these people go further and further away.

At this moment, perhaps sensing that there was no movement behind him, the man who robbed Eric took a step forward, turned around and wanted to shoot Eric again.

Eric's eyes narrowed, and his heart, which was still slightly hesitating, instantly became cold.

He loosened his clenched fist, and with a wave of his hand, all the bullets that stopped in front of him flew out.

Blood splattered, and screams were heard endlessly.

Eric watched from the sidelines and began to get used to it.

When all the sounds subsided, he raised the helmet he was holding tightly above his head and flew into the sky. When countless pairs of terrified eyes hidden on both sides of the street were watching him, he quickly disappeared.

"Hank, I need your help."

Charles put the coffee aside, looked at the neat-looking man wearing glasses standing in front of him, and said softly.

It was Hank, but Charles' classmate, Hank McCoy.

The other party is also a mutant, a friend he met at school, and they can communicate with each other.

Hank McCoy was silent for a moment before saying, "You really decided?"

"It's decided!" Charles said with a slight smile, "The place is also ready."

A trace of curiosity flashed in Hank McCoy's eyes: "Moving so fast?".

"Want to go and have a look?" Charles invited, "See where it doesn't fit.

Hank McCoy looked up his glasses and said, "Okay. Okay."

"So, you promise?"

"I'll take a look and think about it."

Charles shrugged and raised his hand to pay the bill.

He knew the man well enough to know that what he said meant he agreed.

Hank McCoy was a research genius in his high school, when he learned that the other party was a mutant, he quickly chatted and became friends, because they are both mutants.

The other party only knew part of his and Eric's plan, as for Eric's part, he didn't tell the other party, and the other party didn't know Eric either.

Because Eric and he are not college classmates, so his professors and classmates do not know that he has a brother Eric, and even because he intends to remain anonymous, no one knows his family situation.

The two left the cafe and drove Charles' car to the yet-to-be-named (bafa) estate.

When he came to the manor, Charles welcomed Hank McCoy in, looked at the surprised expression on the interlocutor's face with satisfaction, and asked, "How is it?"

"very good."

Hank McCoy raised his glasses and said: "Looks like you're really serious"

"That's for sure! Would I lie to you?"

He smiled and patted his interlocutor on the shoulder.

Hank McCoy grinned and said, "I don't know what cheating is: "I don't know if you can cheat, but I know you cheated a lot of girls. "

Charles blushed without heartbeat, and said in a steady voice: "This is your love."

Hank McCoy shook his head with a smile, turned his head and looked at the building behind him, with little stars in his eyes and said: "Mutant school, if you are a mutant: "Mutant school, if you need it , I join!"

"Ha!" Charles laughed happily, putting his arms around his companion's neck and said, "I knew you would agree.

Hank McCoy sighed, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said, "I always thought you were up for grabs. 21

"Haha!" Charles laughed loudly: "To commemorate your joining, let's have a drink."

"Wait a minute!" Hank McCoy suddenly thought of the most important question: "So, how many people are there?"

"me and you"

"Is it too late to quit now?"

"What do you say?"

In the vast desert under the scorching sun, a figure was walking slowly, seemingly not caring about the terrifying temperature at all.

In fact, he didn't care, and was even comfortable.

He has been walking in this desert for a long time, but he has never had a goal, he just counts where he goes.

Over the years, he has traveled all over the world, seen a lot, experienced a lot, and left many unforgettable photos with the camera he carried with him.

His eyes wandered over the sand dunes, searching for traces of oases in the distance.

Just as he discovered the sand dunes, he saw a man being pulled into the quicksand.

Without thinking about it, he disappeared in place as soon as his body moved. When the man was about to despair, he casually snatched the man from his arms and threw him to a safe place.

Clark's movements were quick, so fast that the man's desperation had barely dissipated before he was safe.

The man froze, knelt on the ground and began to pray.

And Clark had already fled to the distance, he smiled weakly, and continued to walk to the distance.

He no longer knows how many people he saved during his wanderings.

"I don't know what happened to Dad and the others," he said.

"But if Dad's here, they should be fine."

Clark smiled, thinking of his family.

He has not been in touch for a while, and he will call to inquire about the situation after this matter is over. .