Black American Comics: Start with a Snap

Chapter 116 Raid on the former Stark Tower!

Driving on the streets of New York, Su Ze calmly held the steering wheel, his body swaying slightly to the music coming from the car stereo.

Staring blankly at the road ahead, Su Ze still couldn't understand why he suddenly put himself in such a dangerous situation.

"War, war"

Shaking his head slightly, Su Ze's eyes swept across the street. On this noisy and bustling street, there were homeless vagrants, young and beautiful students, and mature and elite white-collar workers.
Perhaps they did not expect that the war would be so close to them.

There has never been a shortage of ambitious beings in this world, nor a shortage of terrifying forces that can influence the entire universe.

Even if you hide in a universe far away from the earth, there is no guarantee that you will be safe. Just look at the half of the people who have disappeared in the entire universe.

"That's great, Suze. You finally took this path."

Su Ze chuckled, as if he was accusing someone, or talking to himself.

"What's happening on Earth has nothing to do with you. Why don't you just fly away on the rocket? Leave here and go see the scenery of outer space. If you can visit a hundred planets in this lifetime, it will be worth your trip to another world."

I believe many people have talked to themselves when they were young.

It is a way of breaking away from one's own personality and talking to the self in one's own tone. It often appears in young people who are full of fantasies when they are in school. The most common soliloquy should be: I say the answer to this question should be B.

Some people say that this is an early symptom of autism, but Su Ze prefers to understand it as a form of self-dissolution. Who doesn't want to chat with himself on the inevitable quiet night? Instead of letting others blame his problems, it is better to speak up himself.

But unlike most people, Su Ze has kept this habit until now.

Whenever Su Ze was under tremendous pressure, complaining about himself appropriately would always help him feel better.

"Why did you come here?"

Su Ze licked his dry lips. At this time, his thoughts had begun to develop in a strange direction.

"Is it because the birthday gift I gave to Brother Chen was Thanos' glove? That broken thing cost me more than a thousand dollars. If I had known this would happen, why didn't I give him a Poké Ball? At least the world of Pokémon is relatively safer."

After thinking about it, Su Ze shook his head in self-mockery.

".But the world of Pokémon seems to be more bizarre. Two-dimensional creatures are presented in a three-dimensional state. God knows what those cute-looking Pokémon will look like. So a peaceful world is more suitable for me."

He let out a long sigh. He was just an ordinary person like everyone else, so why did he experience such a strange thing?

"If God could give me a choice, I would rather change the world, find a world without superpowers, conflicts, and dangers, continue to be a salted fish, find a partner, have a child, and enjoy my old age. Isn't this good?"

He stepped on the accelerator and the sports car accelerated suddenly. In an instant, the rumbling sound of the engine drowned out Su Ze's mumbling.

With a crisp sound, the lifting rod at the entrance of Stark Tower was directly broken into three sections, as if for Su Ze, this lifting rod was the sprint line to the finish line.

He turned the steering wheel sharply and stepped on the brakes. Amidst a series of sharp friction sounds, the vehicle stopped steadily in front of the building.

He didn't care about the scratches on his car paint. For Su Ze, he had only one goal today, which was to walk out of this building alive.

Opening the driver's door, Su Ze smoothly stepped sideways and got out of the car.

"This is a private building, how dare you force your way in!?"

A burly man in a security uniform suddenly chased up from behind with a stun gun in his hand. While roaring, he raised the weapon in his hand and aimed at Su Ze's head.

But before he could react, Su Ze in front of him had already pulled out a pistol. The crisp sound of a gunshot made him swallow the second half of the sentence he had not said out loud forever.

Without looking at the result of his shot, Su Ze quickly put the pistol back into his waist and took out the Winter Soldier's light machine gun from the car.

"Sure enough, Love Apartment is more suitable for me."

As he was talking to himself, a hurried voice came from the gate, and the next moment, a team of fully armed security guards rushed out with all kinds of weapons.

Without any hesitation, Su Ze pulled the safety and pulled the trigger towards the direction where the people were attacking. Flames kept spurting out of the muzzle of the gun, and the fierce gunshots instantly broke the original silence here.

The former Stark Building is located at the end of the busiest street in New York. No one would have thought that such a fierce conflict would suddenly break out here. Su Ze could even hear screams in the distance while standing there - those were passers-by who were frightened by his gunshots.

“Do you know why there are so few highly educated people in this country? Because basically, even those who stay in school and study hard can hardly survive to graduate.”

Suze pulled the bolt and fired a violent stream of bullets from the light machine gun.

"Tsk, I never get tired of telling jokes from hell"

These security guards may all be Skrulls, or there may be innocent ordinary people among them, but who cares? As long as someone points a gun at him, they are all enemies to Su Ze.

Predicting that the bullets were about to run out, Su Ze immediately squatted down and used his back against the luxury car as a cover. The next moment, fierce bullets bombarded him like raindrops.

Under the loud instructions of a leader, the security team took advantage of the terrain and cover and fired frantically at Su Ze. The weapons they were equipped with were not tranquilizer guns or stun guns, but real guns and live ammunition.

Feeling the sound like frying beans coming from the surface of the luxury car and the bullets whizzing past his head, Su Ze felt his heart beating very fast, but he remained calm on the surface and changed the magazines slowly.

"No!" Suddenly, Su Ze thought of something and frowned.

Then he took out a grenade from his pocket, pulled the ring, predicted the enemy's position, and threw it out.

The black grenade flew towards the security team's location amidst the hail of bullets. Its extremely obvious arc immediately caught the leader's attention.

"Watch out for grenades!!"

After shouting, the leader took the lead and flew to the side and lay down.

next moment--

boom! !

Billowing black smoke and dazzling flames suddenly exploded, and the huge impact force even shattered the building and the surrounding glass.

Su Ze also took advantage of this situation and stood up suddenly, picked up the light machine gun and fired indiscriminately in the direction of the security personnel. There was no need for any aiming. The bullets were like the scythe of the god of death, reaping the lives of the security personnel one after another.

The human body has many weaknesses, and attacks in many places can be fatal.

But Rocket Raccoon, Suzere's weapons teacher, only taught him one truth, which is two shots to the chest and one shot to the head.

After just over ten seconds, there was no one standing in the field of vision. The security guards who were hit by bullets were turned into green-skinned Skrulls one by one.

Looking at this scene, Su Ze shook his head slightly, his brows still furrowed.

"No, no. I almost forgot that Love Apartment is not a simple place either. The technology in that world is too weird. There's a saying that goes, never underestimate the power of comedy movies."

After putting away his gun and standing up, Su Ze turned and walked into the former Stark Building.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor had been completely shattered by the explosion just now, which saved him the trouble of going around to the main door. Su Ze stepped over the broken window sill and strode into the former Stark Building.

As soon as he entered, Su Ze immediately saw a number of people lined up. They were dressed neatly, with their guns pointed at him.

“Oh.”

His eyes focused instantly, and without any hesitation, Su Ze turned around and hid behind a cylindrical load-bearing wall pillar.

Ta-ta-ta-ta! !
The roaring flames violently tore everything apart. The floor-to-ceiling windows that had already been shattered were completely destroyed this time, and some of the glass remaining on the windows was also shattered into pieces by the bullets.

"hateful."

Bullets rained down like raindrops on the bunker, making the surface of the pillar look like a hornet's nest, and even the paint on the ceiling began to fall off.

Su Ze shook his head in distress.

"Is it really impossible for me to imagine a world suitable for me to survive in?"

"Kaia Black!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the opposite side.

As this voice sounded, the sound of gunfire gradually weakened. Su Ze came back to his senses and tilted his head waiting for the other party's next words.

"When I received the report this morning that you and those two guys disappeared for no reason, I didn't believe it. I didn't expect that you actually escaped and dared to break in here alone!"

Hearing this voice, Su Ze frowned slightly. He felt it sounded very familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who this guy was.

"Do I know you?" Su Ze shouted.

When the man heard Su Ze's response, he was obviously stunned, and then his mind was filled with endless anger.

"You damned human! This time, I will never let you escape from my grasp. You will know how foolish it is to come here alone!"

When Su Ze heard this, he was thinking about the other party's identity, when suddenly a feeling of dizziness came to his mind. For some reason, Su Ze felt that his body seemed a little out of control.

"Come out and stand in front of me, Kaia!"

The man's angry roar continued, and Su Ze raised his right foot slightly, as if he was about to leave the shelter at the next moment, but the next moment, Su Ze's eyes paused and he retracted his foot.

Now he knew who the guy on the other side was.

Looking back, with the help of the smooth metal reflection of the floor-to-ceiling window sill, Su Ze clearly saw a man sitting in a wheelchair. He was wearing a purple suit with a piece of gauze on his neck.

"Oh, I remember now. Purple Man, right?"

Su Ze smiled.

"Are you cosplaying as Charles Xavier? I think you should shave your head first."

(End of this chapter)