My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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In the dark hall, there were footsteps.

Stepping on the heavy solid wood floor, the planks deformed slightly, making a slight creaking sound.

The locomotive looked around, and there was not a trace of life in the dark hall, as if everything had fallen into silence.

It seems that this gangster's lair has turned into a no-man's land.

"Sheet!"

The locomotive felt that he was unlucky!

Why does it not go smoothly every time you trade Compound No. 5 with those **** gangsters?

Could it be that you and these **** are naturally at odds with each other?

He cursed in a low voice, and tightened the small satchel on his back, which contained the No. 5 compound that was going to be traded this time.

At the same time, be vigilant to the maximum!

As he walked slowly and lightly, he watched the surroundings vigilantly.

Pay attention to the enemies that may appear at any time.

boom!

In the darkness, a bullet shot at him quickly.

The super speed capability of the locomotive is activated instantly, and the process of starting and accelerating is completed within 0.1 seconds.

Whoosh!

The blue figure shuttled out a streamer, galloping forward at super speed.

The bullet missed its target and hit the floor with a bang, creating a small hole.

"Over there!"

The locomotive could see the yellow flame from the muzzle in an instant, and he quickly locked on the opponent.

The super speed force is running at full force, and the air is pulsating!

Whoosh!

With a turbulent flow that disturbed the air, the locomotive rushed towards the other side at full speed.

Although I don't know the identity of the other party, this guy who dares to take a cold shot at himself, I'm going to smash him into something more smashed than the black olive slices on the pizza.

He was secretly ruthless in his heart.

boom!

Another shot came from the dark.

The 7.62mm pointed bullet pierced the air barrier and shot in the direction of the locomotive.

The other party seemed to have anticipated the direction of his movement, and the bullet was aimed at his chest.

bang bang bang!

A bullet was fired all in a short period of time!

Shet!

This bastard, fired at least 25 bullets in one second!

What kind of monster is this?

The continuous bullets formed a curtain to attack the locomotive.

The locomotive had to change its moving direction, turning at super high speed!

Bang!

It was like a car traveling at a speed of 200 mph on the highway, suddenly changing direction, and the locomotive hit a wooden conference table before it could dodge.

The desk was smashed to pieces in an instant.

The planks and nails, and the papers on the table fell like snowflakes in the air.

The effect of the force is mutual, the locomotive is hindered and has to stop.

Snapped!

The chandelier hanging in the air suddenly turned on.

The dark hall instantly became bright as day.

The locomotive was a little uncomfortable with the change from light to dark, and narrowed its eyes slightly.

Taking advantage of this fleeting opportunity, the gunman hiding at a high place fired another shot!

The bullet with an initial speed of more than 850 meters made a sharp air-piercing sound and shot at the locomotive.

Only after the locomotive's eyes re-adapted to the light did he discover the bullet that had rushed in front of him.

"Fake!"

After uttering a scolding from the United States, he was hit by a bullet without any accident.

Because the body was strengthened by the fifth compound, and the battle suit he was wearing had the effect of resisting the impact of energy, so that the bullet did not penetrate into his body.

Rao is so, under the impact of the bullet's violent kinetic energy, there is still a sharp pain in the heart.

It was as if he had been hit by a truck, making his eyes black.

Crunch!

The gunman hiding in the corridor on the second floor quickly jumped down while the locomotive was leaning over. Incarnate as lightning and move in front of him in an instant.

The locomotive had a flower in front of his eyes, and the next moment, he felt a chill on his forehead.

A black AK gun stuck to his forehead.

Looking up along the cold body of the gun, he saw the **** with the gun pointed at him.

The mysterious man wearing the red hood is Jason Todd, who just returned from death!

He was wearing an open zippered yellow leather jacket over a grey vertical striped shirt, tucked into black leather pants. A black belt is tied around his waist, and a tactical dagger is inserted on one side of the belt.

Explosive abs frame the shirt to the perfect silhouette.

The most bizarre thing is the red hood he wears on his head.

It's weird, and it makes people feel cold.

The man in front of him exudes the breath of death, as if he had returned from hell.

The locomotive looked at him and couldn't help but feel a burst of heart palpitations.

"Hmph, it looks like you're not fast enough."

Red Hood snorted coldly and mocked.

With a gun pointed at his head, the locomotive was not afraid. He slowly straightened up, raised his hands to his head, and stared at each other, "Dude, I don't know who you are. But I think I should introduce myself to you. I am the locomotive of the Super Seven, have you heard of it?"

"No," Red Hood's voice was hoarse and harsh, "I only know of a guy called The Flash, but you're definitely not him! Because that guy can't be as black as you."

"Forehead......"

The locomotive was a little confused about the other party's brain circuits, but he still wanted to communicate with him, "OK, what do you want? Dude."

"It's very simple, from today onwards, you and this group of gangsters will do the drug trade to me, and I will take four commissions. In return, I will help you deal with those harassing bugs, including that Batman. ,how?"

Locomotive thinks that this guy may have a funny head~www.readwn.com~ Give it to you? Do you know what drug this is? "

"Of course I know."

The red hood removed the AK47 from the train's head door, "Compound No. 5, you call it that. Hmm, it's really a fun thing, at least it made me feel a little bit of fun."

The locomotive stared at him with astonished eyes, "You don't **** **** that shit, right?"

"If I conquer it, it will give us power, won't it? A very fair exchange of equals."

Red Hood did not deny it, he clenched his fist and felt the surging power in it.

"You lunatic, if you don't inject that thing from a young age, one drop will be completely dead."

Jason, who was covered in the red hood, snorted contemptuously, "It's just that you can't bear the backlash of its power. Even if this pain is doubled, I can endure it! My pain, it's just a little pain."

The locomotive thinks this guy is crazy enough, "So, how do you want to cooperate? You are alone after all, and the triads are numerous and have a complete transportation network."

"Triads? A lot of people? Do you mean these idiots?"

Red Hood picked up a large **** satchel from the ground and threw it in front of the locomotive.

The locomotive was stunned for a second, then hesitantly opened the backpack.

The contents inside made him stunned for a moment!

"This is the head of those triad leaders. It only took me two hours to solve them."

The red hood exuding a chilling air turned his back to the locomotive, and said in a low voice, "To form a new gangster, for me, it is no more difficult than dealing with those idiots."

A gangster far away from children and schools.

Red Hood silently added in his heart.