People in American comics, Starting from The Motherland - Chapter 7
Chapter 7 Target!Night Demon!
Chapter 7 Target!Night Demon!
“My name is Leicester, a man with a toss -toss -level -like man, from a young family environment, making my spirit less stable, and my heart is full of violent emotions.
When I was a teenager, I entered the baseball team because of the strong throwing technology, but it was the top baseball team.
I hope to become a global attractive baseball star!
But after three games, because I was bored, I simply killed the hitter. Since then, I have been out of the normal society. After a few years of flowing, I became a killer .. Of course, sometimes I was hired by hired by being hired by being hired by.Some official organizations .. After all, I am a special talent. ”
Hell kitchen, outside a medium building.
A well -proportioned white man wearing cleaning worker clothes and holding a suitcase slowly entered the building with a suitcase.
As a night city, New York will be very noisy even in the early morning.
But that’s just a downtown area
This hell kitchen is the world of those gangs at night.
No public will stay outside for a long time. Except for the bar and KTV door, the night of the hell kitchen is relatively quiet.
“Ding!”
The elevator opened the door and Leicester entered it.
“etc!”
A woman in a professional dress trot a trot, holding a folder in her hand.
“Be careful.” Leicester reached out and blocked the upcoming elevator door, and at the same time caught the drop folder.
The woman sweaty and said, “Thank you, I have sorted out these files for one night.
Leicester pouted and said, “Understand, huh? Look at your business card. Are you a lawyer?”
“Um”
Leicester said: “I hope you can enjoy tonight.”
“Um? You are too.”
Leicester smiled slightly, “Of course.”
“Ding!”
Elevator upward
“Ding!”
Rester first got off the elevator. After coming out, it was an abandoned office area.
Go to the toilet slowly.
Lock the door.
Open your own big bag, which is a set of black and red combat clothes. The helmet is forged from high -density protective films that can resist pistol shooting.Special coating tablets with amazing power.
“Tonight. I am. Night Demon!”
In the battle, Leicester moved his ankle.
He likes this suit, but the helmet affects his perception.
However, the problem is not big. While reducing the perception, the defense has increased.
“I can’t wait to listen to it. These elite lawyers scream!”
“Zizi”
Tonight’s lights flickered a little, which seemed to be caused by unstable voltage.
“Well!”
With a loud noise, the lights extinguished completely.
The office area of the hall became quiet.
Karen (Matt’s girlfriend) walked out of the office and was uneasy.
“Call the fire to the fire!” After leaving this sentence.
Karen hurried back to the office, locked the door, and called his boyfriend Mark at the same time.
In the office area, the security guards near the door are exploring on the table to find their own flashlights.
But I feel a little abnormal behind me.
Looking back, seeing a figure almost fused with darkness.
“Oh Shete! This is not Halloween! A scared!”
“Listen, this is the office area, hurry up!”
The corner of the mouth of the target eyes was slightly lingering, and two alloy short sticks were pulled out of the back from the back.
“asshole!”
The security guard was also a veteran. He noticed the other party’s killing intention and wanted to pull out the electric stick.
Well!
The target eyes raised a stick and hit his jaw accurately, and a rush of broken wind was introduced into the security of the security guard.
At the same time, the alloy stick belonging to the bluntware was patted into his chest by the target eye.
“Hush. Quiet”
The atmosphere of emergency atmosphere was on, and most of the places were still dark.
“Ah!” A female lawyer discovered the abnormality here.
“boom!”
When the target eyes turned back, the short sticks in his hand came out, accompanied by the dull sound.
The stick was not in the neck of the female lawyer.
“Run!”
Looking at the target eyes splattered on their bodies, everyone was scared.
But in the darkness, running randomly is just the chance of being killed.
“Whizzing.”
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Two pencils were thrown out, and the two people who had time to run into one side of the warehouse accurately penetrated.
Seems to be unhappy, the target eyes licked his tongue.
Pick up the scissors on the side, let it turn around at the fingertips, and make a sight.
“! Ding!”
The white blades of scissors have not entered the back heart.
The young lawyer only felt that his mouth opened, but no sound could not be made.
He watched the female colleague around him desperately, and reached out to ask for help, but the other party was difficult to protect.
Foji is one of the heads of the office. He just stepped out of the fire passage from get off work and was ready to go downstairs to not take the elevator today and take the stairs to exercise.
But he heard a weird call for help.
“What’s wrong?”
He turned his head and pushed the door. He was dark here and could not see anything.
But a feeling of being locked by a beast instantly climbed up the head along the back.
fear!
Fear surrounded him like a tide swallowed.
The target eye pulled out the alloy stick from one person, and the flesh and blood splashed, and he didn’t care.
Slightly tilted his head, looked at Foji, raised the corner of his mouth, evoking a cruelty.
“!”
With blood stains at the tip of the short stick, heading straight to the Figgi door.
His subconscious seemed to have expected, he didn’t even dare to ask for help, or asked what happened in the house.
Vaguely, he only saw a figure like a evil ghost, standing in the dark light in the dark.
“ah”
“puff!”
A pair of big hands stretched out from the side of the body and accurately held the alloy short stick.
It is not Li An, but Matt Murdoch, who is too late to go home to change!
The dark wool cap is not covered with nose and mouth.
A black -fitting sweater, set off the surging muscle lines completely.
Matt has the explosive boxing power of top boxers, as well as the response speed beyond ordinary people. The leg method is also developed to the level of martial arts.
But the most powerful is his perception!
He can clearly perceive this alloy short stick as his own.
Pattern, thickness, weight.
These evidence shows that this stick comes from the hand of one person.
Not far away, the man was wearing the same ‘Night Demon’ combing clothes as herself, and the combat clothes were forged by a certain craftsman
This made Matt reminiscent of the underworld emperor.
Because that craft
“!”
The first to break tranquility is not any conversation.
But the alloy short stick!
Matt was shocked by the other party’s throwing force, and was subconsciously blocked.
Wearing the target eyes of the night magic clothes, flying on the knee.
Mark wanted to avoid, but behind him was Fogy, he could not avoid it.
Sink the waist and abdomen, dive, and use the technique of hugging to hold the opponent.
The two hit a ball, and Matt raised a gangster, and the target eyes felt harsh.
With a sullen sound, the fist wind was swept to the side face along a sharp force.
But the helmet played a role and offset most of the strength.
Coupled with Matt’s chase all the way, physical strength has declined.
The target eyes are blocked, and their legs are kicked.By it back to pop up.
“Papapa !!!”
Three whip legs were swept out, and the sound of breaking the wind whistled.
Matt did not retreat, and wanted to hold the target eyes. He knew that the connected lines on the clothes could be grabbed.
Sure enough, this dress is copied one by one. Although the target is stable, Matt’s power is better.
“Um?”
“boom!”
Flying dust.
Matt asked his target eyes: “Who are you!”
The target eyes were not in a hurry, and the wrist shot out of the back -picked needle.
Matt did not expect that the opponent’s fingers had a back -shaped needle, and there was a speed close to the crossbow.
Raven the cheeks, and the cheeks are still abras’.
The target eyes quickly got up. I just played for a short time, and I had found the opponent’s fighting ability, and I was still worse.
Then use the specialties, pull a tug -of -war, and hit the long -range damage!
“Snapped!”
As soon as Matt got up, a round beaded pen shot from the shotgun and instantly struck himself.
At the same time, the elevator stopped on the floor slowly decreased. Going to the first floor.
(This chapter is finished)