The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

After passing through the roof and avoiding the emergency troops in front, Lance came to the front of the ventilation duct, and through here, he could reach the inside of the bank smoothly.

The skilled Lance quickly slid down the ventilation duct and quietly came to a corner of the bank lobby.

Security is tighter, with emergency troops in black uniforms patrolling the perimeter.

At this time, Tom Cat screamed softly in his ear, and pointed his paw to a side door, indicating that through this place he could enter the inside of the bank.

Lance crouched down and made an OK gesture at Tom.

At the side door, a guard with a gun guarded it, but this was no problem for Lance.

In order not to attract too much attention, his actions are still relatively careful, in case he kills all the people inside, then when the time comes, all the troublemakers outside will pour into it, making it difficult for him to do it, can't he kill them all?

Estimating the time, Lance rushed over with an arrow step, raised his hand and clenched his fist and smashed it on the back of the opponent's neck while he was unprepared, instantly making this unlucky bastard lose consciousness.

Leaning him against the pillar in front of him, Lance made his way to the side door, which was a combination lock, but it was not a difficult thing for Lance.

Breaking it with force is the simplest and most rude way, reaching out to hold the Kaos Demon Sword that appeared out of thin air, and Lance slashed at this door with a sword.

"Click!" The magic sword, which was as silky as cutting tofu, easily cut the thick gate in half, revealing a wide passage ahead.

"Meow!"

[Rush Rush! ]

Excited, Tom pulled Lance's hair with his left hand, and pointed his right finger forward, looking heroic.

The lights were bright, but Lance didn't see anyone else, probably hiding somewhere else.

He didn't bother to pay attention to it, and slowly walked inside with the Kaos Demon Sword.

"Dada Da~"

As soon as he walked out of the passage, he heard fierce gunshots coming from the front, it seemed that someone was exchanging fire, but this did not affect his pace of progress, did not stop at all, and even walked in the direction where the gunshots came.

Turning a corner, he saw the scene of the firefight, the gunfire gradually subsided, there were several corpses on the ground, and it was the strong black man who had been pitted by him for more than a thousand dollars.

At this time, he had just killed the last man, and was standing in place panting, sweat running down his cheeks from his forehead, not noticing Lance behind him.

"Hello? Can I help you? The

sudden sound startled the strong black man, who rolled on the ground and picked up a gun and aimed at the source of the sound.

"How are you?" The strong man asked with some surprise, he was almost scared just now, shouldn't he? How did my own vigilance suddenly become so bad?

"Why can't it be me?" Lance asked with a smile after sticking the Kaos Magic Sword into the ground.

"How did you get in?"

"Just walk in like this!" Lance, who shrugged his shoulders, did not shy away from admitting it.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Okay, you go ahead." With a wave of his hand, Lance didn't intend to pick him up anymore, and continued walking towards the depths of the bank.

"Wait a minute! The strong man called out to Lance from behind and said, "What the hell do you want to do?"

After a pause, Lance didn't look back and said, "Can you come to the bank for any other purpose besides withdrawing some money?"

"You..." The strong man opened his mouth to say something, but finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Who the fuck would take money and run into a bank vault with a big, seemingly razor-sharp sword? What the hell is he going to do?

The strong man hesitated: "Do you also want to rob the bank?"

"Hey, I don't have that hobby yet, you think too much."

Turning his head to stare at him twice, Lance's expression appeared very relaxed: "That person named Bernard blew up my house, so my savings for many years were wiped out in an instant, I heard that he wanted to hijack the National Bank, so I wanted to borrow some bank assets by the way to fill this hole, you won't have any opinions, right?"

When he said this, he acted quite reasonable, and the strong man was speechless.

This person is really a strange person, this kind of reason is okay?

While speaking, three guys with submachine guns ran in front of them, perhaps when communicating through the walkie-talkie, they found that no one answered, so they came to check the situation.

Seeing the two of them and the corpses lying on the ground, they immediately picked up their submachine guns and began to shoot wildly.

Lance, who had long expected this situation, pulled out the Kaos Demon Sword and danced rapidly, blocking the opponent's strafing, and at the same time quickly moved in front of the three people.

Grinning, revealing their white teeth, his wrist flipped, and the Kaos Demon Sword slashed through, instantly cutting off their armed arms in unison.

To try to cause death is to have the consciousness of death.

A mournful howl echoed in the hall, and blood and severed arms sprayed in the air and splashed on the floor, forming a red painting that looked particularly dazzling.

Three consecutive ordinary fist hammers hit the braincase, which suddenly made them lose consciousness and fall to the ground.

If you don't wake up in time, you may die like this, and if you can wake up in time, there may be a glimmer of life.

Lance looked at the black man who had rolled behind the pillar through the lazy donkey since the appearance of the enemy.

This guy was already dumbfounded, his eyes were wide, his mouth was slightly open, and his face was full of disbelief.

With a weapon ready to attack in his hand, he stopped in midair.

He had never seen Lance so strong, killing three gun-wielding guys in one move, and still with sufficient firepower on the other side.

His means were completely beyond his cognitive scope, and he even suspected that the person in front of him was a monster.

Mutants? Superpowers? Special potions? Human body modification?

At this moment, countless thoughts sprang up in his mind.

"Are you going to stay there?" Lance saw that the strong man was still in his original posture and did not move, and opened his mouth to remind.

That strong man was shocked and suddenly woke up, this person can only make good friends! You must not provoke anger, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Sean Barrell, you can call me Barrell."

The strong man quickly regained his composure and stepped forward and extended his right hand to Lance.

Lance smiled and shook his hand, which was considered a hello: "You're an agent, right?" CIA？ Or the FBI? "

“CIA。 Barrell said: "I am responsible for this bombing. "

Oh? Can you also enforce the law across borders? Lance raised an eyebrow.