The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

Lance also put down Erlang's legs and stood up, his eyes were also full of murder, he was never afraid of provocation, especially a guy like this who didn't know how to write dead words.

"Good, good... So, let's give it a try. Stan laughed and slapped his hand, his left hand flat back.

"Let me introduce you to the latest superheroes launched by Walt Corporation."

"Blind spot, skillful warrior."

"Shockwave, a high-speed moving battle maniac."

"Thunder, violent warrior."

"Black spider, messenger of the night."

"Werewolves, killing machines."

"Ghost, the spokesperson of death."

"And, of course, your old friend, Xuan Se."

Lance didn't look back, he noticed that the laser-emitting Xuan Sei was already guarding the doorway, carrying a katana in his hand.

It seems that he still made some progress, replacing the short knife with a long knife.

"How? The nicknames of these seven are all interesting, right? A

cruel smile appeared on the face of the smiling tiger: "After killing you, the superheroes of the Walt company will come to the front from behind the scenes, and then Walt will become the largest in the United States!" The richest company! And you will become an experimental subject, lying in a hospital bed and watching their scenery endlessly. "It's

a pity... If you can be found early, maybe you can be absorbed, what a good ability, when the time comes to transform you into the ability to fly, you will become the strongest superhero in the Walt company..." Stan

looked at Lance like a hungry wolf seeing meat, and he couldn't wait to devour him alive now.

"Then let me learn what makes you great at Walt Company, come."

Lance didn't make a wave, his right hand tightly held the Kaos who appeared out of thin air, and his right hand extended his index finger to tick them, not caring at all about the number of people they were so many.

What is the use of having more people?

In this case, it is like the Koshien championship team playing with a team like the tea ceremony club that has never even won baseball.

"Kill him!"

Stan shouted loudly, slapped the table, and as soon as the words fell, four black shadows that attacked first rushed towards Lance, and a strong wind whistled through the air, carrying a cold breath.

"Good to go!"

Lance raised his leg and kicked the table towards Stan.

But it didn't help, the man called Ghost stretched out his hands to block the table that flew over, and with his touch, the table gradually softened and turned into fluid and fell to the ground.

His footsteps stomped heavily on the ground, and his body was like a cannonball, and he met the shock wave in the front.

The speed of the shock wave is extremely fast, but it is a pity that Lance is faster, and before the people around him can react, the magic sword has already stabbed into the body of the shock wave that automatically came to send people's heads.

"Ugh!"

The shockwave that caught off guard let out a scream, holding the sword with both hands, and stared at Lance with hatred in his brass-like eyes.

He only felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, and his strength was getting smaller and smaller, and the magic sword at this moment was frantically absorbing the blood of the shock wave.

After stabbing the blade into the belly of the shockwave, Lance directly let go and retreated.

After avoiding the blind throwing javelin, he pressed down on the dagger that the black spider was about to stab at his waist in the soft underbelly, and still had time to turn around and grin at her.

However, just at the moment when he turned around, there was a sound of breaking air behind him, and another dagger stabbed towards the back of his heart.

Sooner or later, Lance's body quickly twisted to the side, barely dodging the dagger behind him, while his left elbow slammed backwards.

“Duang！"

The elbow slammed into the tough face of the thunder, as if the thunder struck by lightning flew out directly, falling heavily to the ground for a while and a half unable to get up.

At the same time, Lance's right leg was raised and lightning kicked the throat of the black spider who was still stabbing him in the waist, with unimaginable speed.

The black spider's face showed a trace of horror, subconsciously dodged backwards, suddenly noticed a sore throat, and the whole person's brain suddenly went blank, and fell back uncontrollably.

And Lance was a backflip in place to avoid the blind spot rushing with a javelin, and his right leg smashed heavily on the blind spot's shoulder.

"Click!"

His shoulders suddenly collapsed, and his whole body fell to his knees, wailing in pain.

Lance, who kicked him over, stepped on the neck of the blind spot with his right foot and looked indifferently at the livid-faced Stan: "It seems that your superheroes can't protect you." "

One minute, just one minute.

The fastest shockwave lay on the ground with a blade that appeared out of thin air in its abdomen, dying.

Thunder, whose body was hard as iron, was directly broken by his elbow strike, and the bridge of his nose lay unconscious on the ground.

The elusive black spider could not sneak up on it, and even broke its throat.

The almighty blind spot was trampled under his feet, and he was wailing in pain at this time.

Hitting one more does not guarantee that everyone will be able to deal an effective attack, plus they are not ordinary people, and the attack methods are different, so they only dispatched four people.

Not to mention the fight for a moment, not even for long, is he too strong or are these people too wasteful?

When doing the test, the ceiling is more than one show, but this crisis is so unreliable!

At this time, only the werewolves and ghosts who had just completed their transformation remained, and Xuan Shi, who had been wearing a mask and guarding the door.

"You three, go together! Finish him off for me!

Stan slammed the table and roared, his eyes full of anger.

The head of his dignified Walt Company was actually forced to be so embarrassed by a yellow-haired boy? He felt that his dignity had been trampled on, and this insult was simply unforgivable!

"Ha, come on!"

Lance, who showed a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, was still calm as water, silently waiting for the attack of the three people.

"BOSS, I can handle this kid alone, and those wastes should not be poured into the company's resources!"

The ghost pressed his finger, made a loud noise, and walked to the completely thin shockwave with a sinister smile, trying to pull out the Kaos magic sword that was still inserted.

"Cut, don't be so arrogant you kid, others will die as fast as the shockwave." The werewolf laughed at him and threw himself at Lance.

"Ugh!"

The ghost holding the hilt of the sword suddenly let out a bitter scream, as if the hilt of the sword was constantly shaking, but Kaos seemed to be glued to his hand, and no matter how he flicked his arm, it was still firmly attached to the palm of his right hand, without a single gap.

Only at this time did everyone find that he was holding Kaos's hand, pierced into it by countless tentacles extending from the hilt of the sword, and blood was gurgling.