The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

"Ah..." With

a scream, the bodyguard who flew out fell to the ground violently, making a dull sound and then passed out.

A minute later, everyone at the scene, except Zumas and her two female secretaries, was lying on the ground, unconscious or wailing.

Lance walked up to Zumas and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, can you listen to me quietly now?" Zumas

, whose cigar had fallen in his hand, looked extremely ugly, his face was no longer bloody, and he looked very pale, but his eyes radiated cruelty and madness.

"Hah... Ha ha! It's so much fun, is this what you're good at? It seems that I still underestimate you. Zumas burst into laughter, laughing as he took out a cigar again with trembling hands, and reached into his clothes as if fumbling with a lighter.

Lance also laughed: "Yes, it's really interesting, I don't care if the so-called Captain America is himself, maybe I can't do anything to you from the legal approach, but sometimes many things don't need to rely on the law, right?"

"Then try it!" Zumas looked hideous and suddenly drew a delicate pistol from his arms and prepared to shoot.

"Ugh!" A strong wind passed by his ears, and the weapon in Zumas's hand was kicked by Lance and flew out against his ear, and his wrist was directly cracked, making a terrible cry.

"Tom!"

Lance took the phone it handed over and touched its head, and there was a video on the phone that had been edited by Tom Cat, modified by the black technology of the cat, and the frequency had obviously become not the original.

An enthusiastic Lance played it to him in front of Zumas's eyes.

"Lo and behold, a capitalist who tried to overthrow the current ruler, hired several actors to fake scandals, specially hired a famous private investigator for the authenticity of this information, and this behind-the-scenes mastermind actually killed a lady with his own hands in order to achieve his own goals, and then carried out..."

Zumas's face instantly turned livid, and his eyes radiated angry flames.

Lance stopped playing: "How? The content inside is still satisfactory, right? I promise you have no way of proving that this video is fake.

Zumas took a deep breath and looked at him coldly, his eyes full of resentment, but Lance still seemed indifferent, because it was not a threat.

"Well, Mr. Zumas, goodbye, oh no, we won't see each other again."

"Boom!"

A punch knocked him unconscious, and Tom also knocked the still awake man and two women unconscious just now, and called the police by the way.

Although Lance doesn't know how the cats called the police, it doesn't matter.

After doing all this, Tom jumped on Lance's shoulder, and after glancing at the unconscious crowd again, Lance turned and left, his steps were light, he didn't make the slightest sound, and the whole person seemed to disappear out of thin air.

On the wide golf course, silence fell again

, "California dreaming, On such a winter's day..." Lance, humming California dreams, stretched out the window with one hand, held the steering wheel with the other hand and headed in the direction of home.

His car is not fast, and he enjoys the comfort of the breeze blowing on his skin.

Tom Cat has posted the video on the Internet at this time, and the popularity of the first video has begun to decrease, but the appearance of this video immediately detonated the entire network, and even some TV stations directly interrupted the current broadcast content and began to urgently broadcast the latest scandalous events.

The capitalists who supported the president to take office, Captain America who saw the light of day, the brilliantly interpreted script, the plan for the next president...

All this combined to mask all the hot news now.

Tony stark? Sorry, but now I can only sit to the second page of the news.

At this moment, the anxious official faced the dilemma of the Frenchman at that time, the source that could not be deleted, the people who could not be found, these things made them anxious.

In this regard, Lance is very calm, he believes that someone will definitely come to him in the end, after all, the police people know that he took over the employment task related to this matter.

But does this matter have anything to do with him? It doesn't matter unless you can show proof.

The matter is almost over, Zumas's best outcome is to go to jail, the worst result is to die in an unknown corner.

And that Captain Lance is too lazy to continue the investigation, most likely someone is pretending, but he can jump directly from such a high place without protection, it should be after human body modification, maybe the official is also involved....

All in all, as long as he doesn't provoke himself anymore, otherwise he will definitely make the other party pay.

On the way home, Lance called Max, and when he got home, he could start dinner directly, and the two of them ate and destroyed the food, Lance returned to the second floor and threw himself into the bathtub, closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort of the bath.

His mind gradually relaxed.

......

Somewhere in a dark room, dimly lit, with all kinds of torture instruments hanging on the walls, including leather whips, steel nails, pliers, syringes... It looks very scary.

A man was lying on the ground, chained, covered in blood, bloody, and his legs were broken.

The man at the moment is constantly struggling, but to no avail.

"I said, you better be honest, otherwise I can't guarantee that I will do anything to you." A crisp voice came from the side, with a hint of banter.

"Let me go, I beg you to let me go..." The man on the ground had purple lips and a hoarse voice, and he raised his head with difficulty and saw the beautiful silhouette standing next to him.

His eyes flashed with longing, his desire to be redeemed, to be free.

"Let you go?" The crisp voice sneered, and then slowly approached the man, looking at him condescendingly.

With two sharp horns on her head and six fingers on each hand, she is Avaris, who has successfully reached Earth.

"Are you kidding?" She stretched out a slender finger and lifted the man's chin, looking at his embarrassed appearance, the corners of her mouth hooked a cruel arc.

"Are you begging for my mercy? I don't have that hobby. What I like to see the most is the kind of arrogant, arrogant, arrogant person. Avaris's eyes narrowed, and the corners of her mouth rose to reveal an evil smile.

The fingers gently rubbed the man's cheeks, and the feminine beauty made the man feel his hair standing up, and his whole body was cold.