Fishing the Sky in the Marvel Universe

Jason hung up the phone without nostalgia.

We can talk about the little girl Gwen later.

The group of people in front of me want to assassinate me.

Although they don't pose any threat to themselves, they are quite disgusting.

kill me?

Fuck you!

Jason stared at the car repair shop and pulled out the Glock 19 pistol.

He is not a generous person.

The revenge for assassinating him must be avenged.

Today is the day and there is no need to delay.

The car repair shop is a typical gangster territory, located in a deserted suburb, with no horns for three miles.

The decoration outside the store is also shabby, and the parts and frames are rusty. It doesn't look like a serious place.

The wilderness is a good place to kill someone.

Jason took out the Batman mask he bought last Halloween and put it on his face to hide his identity.

He also put on a beige long windbreaker.

"Fake, you forgot to bring the bullets!"

Looking at the empty magazine, Jason threw the pistol aside.

Because there was a ball of paste on the car, he didn't plan to hit it with his bare hands in the future.

It's more convenient to use a gun.

But where can he get bullets now?

Is it possible to use the pistol as a hammer?

"Eh!"

Speaking of Jianghu Jason, he looked at the weapons left by the bald killer in his car.

It's not easy for this black uncle to leave behind weapons.

The box contains two MP5 submachine guns.

After stuffing two submachine guns into his windbreaker, Jason pretended to be a customer and drove into the car repair shop.

The business of this car repair shop seems to be very good today, with several luxury cars parked in the parking lot.

There were also two big Russian men standing guard outside the store.

There are several people talking in the store.

Most of them are typical Russian burly men.

The most prominent one is a gentle man in a suit and glasses.

Because he had investigated Kingpin, Jason recognized the identity of the gentle man.

It was James Wesley, Kingpin's brain trust.

He was arguing with a short, ugly old man.

But they all heard the noise of the car and looked at Jason's car.

Lao Maozi said a few words in Russian, and the two big men guarding the door set off.

The two men, both bald, stopped Jason's car directly.

A bald man violently smashed the car window with a baseball bat and yelled: "Get out!"

You asked for this!

Without any psychological burden, Jason directly raised the submachine gun in both hands and fired at the bald head.

The two bald heads, who were already on guard, immediately lay down on the ground and looked for cover.

But Jesse's firepower was so fierce that he kicked the car door open.

Because of his super strong physique, the two submachine guns had no recoil at all, and he maximized the performance of the guns.

With several crisp gunshots, dozens of bullets came into close contact with the heads of the two bald heads.

The two bald men were beaten to a bloody pulp and fell to the ground, falling into a baby-like sleep.

Jason grinned and stepped on one of the strong men.

He wore a Batman mask, a women's windbreaker, and held two submachine guns in his hands.

It looks very funny.

But in the eyes of the remaining big men and James Wesley.

He became a psychopathic murderer with special habits.

People like this can be found everywhere in New York, USA.

This kind of murderer is the most illogical, and professional killers are even more terrifying.

James Wesley in a suit and tie doesn't have half a year's worth of fighting power.

He very wisely took a few steps back and hid behind a few men.

Guaiguai is so fierce, the local gangs are so scary!

The leader, Lao Maozi, was extremely angry. He yelled at two of his men: "Kill that lunatic!"

Five big men also wielded AKs and surrounded them while firing their guns.

Jason looked at them speechlessly, stood motionless, and put down his gun.

He is not a murderer, he just wants to give bullets to the person behind his murder.

"I'm here to kill Hammerhead, everyone else, go back to your mouse holes!"

Jason deliberately lowered his voice and used a hoarse voice.

But several strong men did not listen to him at all.

Continue to hold down Ak with one hand and send bullets to him.

The bullet hit Jason and it felt like it was tickling.

He held the bullet hard and let countless bullets impact from his body.

Until the ground is covered with bullet casings and the AK bullets have been fired.

The five big men looked at Jason, who was unharmed, in disbelief.

A big man nervously took out his pistol and fired again.

This time Jason walked over directly and caught the bullet with his fingers.

The next bullet hit him directly in the eyeball.

"Impossible! You are as much a freak as the boss!"

The big man who fired the gun was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"ah?"

Jason walked over and squatted down, smiling: "Your boss can also be bulletproof? Is he Hammerhead?"

"Suka doesn't care, I can even knock you to pieces!"

Lao Maozi was so angry that he tore his clothes to pieces and headbutted Jason like a bison.

He seemed to have mastered some kind of iron head skill, attacking with his head very confidently.

"Yo ho!"

Jason jumped directly and stopped in the air to avoid the attack.

And Lao Maozi's head hit the strong man just now.

Its terrifying force directly knocked the strong man in half.

"Ah——! Bastard, why are you running!"

Lao Maozi spit out the blood in his mouth and stared fiercely at Jason who landed on the ground.

Just kidding, we don’t know your background, so why should we confront you head-on?

Jason spread his hands and looked innocent: "I'm not sure if you are Hammerhead?"

"I'm fucking Hammerhead!"

Lao Maozi kicked the ground like an angry bison, preparing to launch another attack.

Jason pointed his submachine gun directly at his legs and fired several shots.

The bullet directly shot out Lao Maozi's legs, and he fell to the ground helplessly.

Facing such a guy with no martial ethics, Lao Maozi endured the severe pain and stared at Jason.

"Did you bribe the New York police officers? Did you send someone to kill a righteous reporter?"

Jason finally remembered the serious business and pointed his submachine gun at Lao Maozi's neck.

Apparently only Lao Maozi's head was bulletproof. After he felt the coldness on his neck, he immediately begged for mercy.

"I'm just doing my business. My boys want bread..."

"I just wanted to warn the reporter, but the person I sent made a mistake...I..."

"Mr. James Wesley, save me!"

Jason pointed the gun at James Wesley.

"Sir, you don't have a role here, do you?"

"Is Mr. Kingpin also involved?"

James Wesley Federal shook his head.

"Then let's go!"

"Thank you!" James Wesley ran for his life.

Such a realistic ally is worthy of being a gangster.

Lao Maozi, who fell to the ground, sighed helplessly and closed his eyes.

"Help me tell Mr. Film from the Devil Gang that I will turn into an undead and haunt him all the time."

"Is that your lover?"

"No, he is my enemy!"

"Oh, if you close your eyes later, it will be very bloody."

"I……"

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