Super God Login: Start With Marvel

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The room is full of plasma, walls, ceilings, tables, chairs and benches.

As far as the field of vision is concerned, every place is infected by blood plasma, and then slides down along the gravity.

In less than ten seconds.

The two gangs that dominate Hell's Kitchen, except for the two leaders, the rest are all corpses!

Vladimir and Wesley were pale and their legs were shaking.

Almost didn't pee on the spot.

Such a bloody and cruel scene, even the gangsters can't do it...

What made the two of them speechless and tearful the most was why the two of them had to use such indiscriminate moves to get in because of their fierce fighting power.

The next moment.

They know why...

"Brother, you are such a genius, you can make a million dollars so easily! This is much easier than when I ran around the world to make money!"

That's it!?

For this reason, you killed so many of our brothers!?

Wade pushed Katana back, looked at the phone happily, the bounty he and Zou Jin was fifty-five points, six hundred thousand knives is not bad.

At least I can spend half a year with Vanessa without shame or impatience...

Zou Jin suddenly patted his head:

"Sloppy, if I knew it was so easy, I should have caught the punisher together to collect the bounty, so we could earn a full eight million dollars, this wave of blood loss!"

Frank:

I'm not dead yet, is it really okay to say such things in front of me?

"Oh, by the way, untie him first."

Zou Jin seemed to have just remembered Frank's existence, and was about to untie him, only to find that the iron chain had already been locked.

"Where's the key?"

"in his body."

Frank glanced at Wesley.

Zou Jin nodded, came to Wesley and began to search without saying a word.

Wesley's face was very ugly. He could see that this Asian was not an ordinary mercenary. The recoil of the two hand cannons in the opponent's hand alone was not something ordinary people could bear.

"I think we can talk, if you want to...NO! Don't touch it, the keys are in the left pocket of my suit night." "

"Fack! If you say no, nothing will happen."

He took out a key from his pocket and nodded in satisfaction. Before he knew it, his right hand seemed to have found something, and he took away some good things along the way:

"Hey, what is this?"

"It's my wallet..."

"Oh, don't worry, I didn't intend to take your wallet."

Zou Jin decisively opened the wallet and took 30,000 large denomination USD from it.

Then put the wallet back in place as promised.

Wesley:

At this moment, Vladimir beside him suddenly exploded!

Taking advantage of Zou Jin's inattentive moment, Vladimir spread his hands and took out a revolver from under the square table.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—

All five revolver bullets hit Wade, and after a sharp scream, Wade collapsed to the ground.

Immediately afterwards.

Vladimir immediately turned his gun, pointed at Zou Jin, and roared with a cruel smile:

"Damn Donghuang guy, you are dead!"

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, Zou Jin was full of confidence, and he spread his hands provocatively:

"I counted, you're out of bullets, I bet you're out of bullets in your gun."

boom!

Zou Jin smiled at Jiuquan, and lay down decisively on the ground.

"Hahahaha, you idiot, I still have a bullet in my gun!!!"

Looking at the two corpses on the ground.

Vladimir suddenly felt the thrill of turning against the wind, and laughed wantonly.

Wesley was both surprised and delighted to see that the collapse of the sky had been reversed.

But soon, these all turned into fear.

Because he saw that the two corpses actually moved!

Frank's expression was also very difficult to describe, because he saw with his own eyes that the tight-fitting man who had been shot several times stood up again.

There are five bullet holes on the back, and the bullets are automatically squeezed out...

Wounds heal quickly!

Here comes the problem.

Looks like this brat Zou Jin has thick skin enough to be bulletproof!

Then he struggled to lie on the floor once, could it be to cooperate with Vladimir? He really, I cried to death!

Zou Jin sat up, took off the shriveled copper piece from his forehead, and smashed it on the ground.

The detective grabbed the gun in Vladimir's hand, and pointed the muzzle at his forehead that didn't even have a red mark [Wolf wolf scolded angrily:

"I don't believe it, come again, this time I will bet that there is no bullet in your gun!"

He doesn't believe it!

Yan Shuangying can pretend to be forceful, but he can't pretend?!

Deadman was revived, and the bullets did not break the defense. The successive blows made Vladimir's mind go blank, and he subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka...

really!

The bullet did not continue to confront Zou Jin, after all, it was the last bullet just now.

Cool, this time it can be regarded as a wave of experience, Yan Shaoxia's demeanor!

Zou Jin showed a triumphant smile, then raised his Warhammer series pistol, and put it on Vladimir's forehead:

"Come on, it's your turn, guess if there are any bullets in my gun."

Vladimir swallowed, and guessed tremblingly:

"Yes, I bet there are bullets!"

boom!

Looking at Vladimir's body.

Zou Jin put away the Warhammer series of pistols disapprovingly.

"Correct answer, the prize is a diamond warhead!"

Ignoring Wesley who was stunned aside, Zou Jin picked up the key and walked over to unlock the chain for Frank.

The two sides looked at each other.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Scratching the tip of his nose, Zou Jin took out the stockings headgear that had just been stuffed into his trouser pocket, handed it to Frank, and sincerely suggested:

"Take it, you need this!"

"I'm worried that your face will be recognized by those criminals, and then those idiots will definitely laugh, it's too bad.

Frank, the punisher who beat the gang up!

Wearing the shape of a pig's head is really outrageous.

After all, Frank's character design, (Wang Hao) is related to his image management, and Zou Jin is also thinking about the other party.

Sincere!

Frank stared grimly at the lace stocking headgear.

He had decisive reasons to suspect that this was a trap, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why this guy appeared wearing such an aggressive mask.

Frank scowled.

No intention of accepting Zou Jin's 'kindness'.

He would rather wear this pig's head, and refuse to wear this wicked stockings hood.

Mainly, out of the corner of Frank's eye, he happened to see Zou Jin pick up the phone, and a sneaky look of pointing the camera at himself.

Seeing Frank's refusal was really hard.

Zou Jin had no choice but to throw away the stockings hood and put away the phone.

There was always a regretful expression on his face.

Frank's complexion darkened even more.

Feelings, you really want to artificially create black material, right!.