A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

If he wasn't mistaken, it looked like a disposable bullet flew past their feet. Cao Gui looked at Gwen.

"What are you looking at me for? Hurry up and order your food," Gwen snorted.

She knew, of course, that Cao Gui wouldn't be interested in that woman, but since he had provoked her, how could Gwen not retaliate?

Cao Gui shrugged, pulled her to sit down, and soon the waiter came over with the menu.

To Cao Gui's surprise, the waitress here was a blonde girl who looked a bit like Cinderella, whose stepmother was Hela.

Gwen ordered General Tso's Chicken, while Cao Gui went straight into the kitchen and discussed with the chef, asking for an authentic Texas-style braised chicken that hadn't been modified for American tastes.

One American dish and one Chinese dish. By the way, the blonde waitress also gave Cao Gui and his companion fortune cookies, which is said to be a dining blessing custom from the Far East.

"This is the first time I've heard of this kind of dining custom in the East."

Cao Gui broke open the so-called fortune cookie, took out a so-called lucky slip of paper, and complained that the slip of paper had a motivational quote written in English.

"Hahaha." Gwen couldn't help but laugh. Cao Gui's conflicted and twisted expression was too funny. It was a pity that she didn't have any Italian friends around her, otherwise she would definitely make a pasta pizza in front of them.

"Oh, right, where's that business card from earlier?" Gwen asked. Although she had taught Hit-Girl a lesson, Gwen hadn't forgotten that Cao Gui still had her contact information.

Cao Gui pointed to the trash can not far away; that was McKell's job, and Cao Gui wouldn't take it.

Gwen nodded in satisfaction and was about to speak when four people pushed open the door and walked in.

Three men and one woman, two white and one black, and a Latina woman.

"Cao, those four people smell of blood," Gwen whispered to Cao Gui.

Upon hearing this, Cao Gui shifted his gaze from the Dezhou braised chicken and followed Gwen's gaze.

Huh? Cao Gui raised an eyebrow. There was a middle-aged white man and a young white man, the young white man even had earphones in his ears.

They all looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who they were. However, I recognized the black man; he was Electro, Max.

However, this black man, Max, had an arrogant look on his face and was wearing a red leather jacket, so he didn't look like a kind person.

He was completely different from Electro, who was bald, buck-toothed, and somewhat humble and cowardly.

“Oh, baby, I suddenly think you’re right. This restaurant doesn’t seem to be very good.” Max, the man in the red jacket with a disdainful tone, said to the young white man.

"Bat, shut your mouth," the white man accompanying them said, clearly annoyed.

"Don't you know that speaking like that is very polite?"

"Wow~ Are the vampires of Wall Street teaching me how to be cultured?" Bat in the red jacket retorted without backing down.

The Latina woman curled her lip and smiled at the middle-aged white man, "Honey, why would you want to discuss upbringing with him? Don't you know that Black people don't have fathers?"

Upon hearing this, Bat's face turned ashen, and veins bulged on his dark forehead, making him look very angry.

But the two men didn't care at all, they just sneered and stared straight at the bat. In the end, the bat, though unwilling, could only swallow its anger.

"Waiter, come here!" Bat shouted, unable to argue with his companion, seemingly wanting to vent his anger on the waiter.

Cao Gui frowned. This was really annoying; he couldn't even eat in peace.

"Cao?"

"Let's talk after we finish eating. I won't be in the mood to eat if I'm killing someone," Cao Gui said calmly.

The waitress's face flashed with displeasure; she was obviously annoyed too, but she still gritted her teeth and went over.

A short while later, the waitress brought four servings of General Tso's Chicken to their table.

"This looks really ugly," Bat muttered, picking up a chopstick and stabbing it into the chicken, preparing to pick it out and eat it.

"Hey, you idiot!" the middle-aged white man shouted irritably. "Don't you know that stabbing food with chopsticks in Chinese food is a very offensive thing to do?"

"Oh, tell me? What's so offensive about it?" the bat said nonchalantly.

“In Chinese cuisine, that’s how the dead eat. Are you dead?” the Latino woman retorted.

"Wow~ you guys are so smart, so knowledgeable." The bat curled its lip.

"What? Are the Wall Street elites here to lecture an uneducated black man like me?"

"I'm Black, why should I follow the dining habits of people from China? And what are you unhappy about? I saved you, you should be thanking me!"

"Thank you? Thank you for being the Grim Reaper?" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged white man's temper flared up instantly. He gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard, you actually opened fire without a second thought..."

The middle-aged white man lowered his voice and said menacingly.

“They’re police, they’re liars!” Bat also whispered.

"Shit!" the middle-aged white man cursed angrily, but did not continue the topic. What happened before was in the past, and there were quite a few people here, so it was better to be careful.

Sword Comes

"You're right, it's dog shit." The bat tilted its head, spat the chicken it had stuffed in its mouth onto the floor, and cursed through gritted teeth:

"This damn restaurant makes a Black man eat fried chicken! That's blatant discrimination!"

"Are you crazy?" The Latina woman could no longer hold back and started yelling.

"You ordered this dish yourself, and you ate it yourself. What does it have to do with the restaurant?"

"Also, this is a Chinese restaurant. There's no need to respect your Black habits. I haven't seen you follow the dining customs of a Chinese restaurant either."

Upon hearing this, the bat pulled a pistol from under his clothes, his dark face turning extremely gloomy, anger rising in his heart and malice taking hold:

"I'll kill everyone in this Chinese restaurant. I want to see who dares to talk nonsense."

As he spoke, he picked up his gun and walked towards Cao Gui and the other two, who were not far away. The three people around him quickly tried to stop him, but the black man in the red bat jacket broke free.

Possessing a sharp weapon naturally breeds murderous intent; nothing could be more true.

However... he chose the wrong person!

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Chapter 251 Domineering Aura and Firearms

On the other side, Cao Gui noticed the man named Bat as he stood up.

"You've got some nerve, you mud dog," Cao Gui said calmly, looking at him. "You actually dared to kill someone in the street?"

"Do you know who I am? The one and only bat." The black man in the red jacket, holding a pistol, staggered and danced like a madman as he approached Cao Gui.

Having already decided to kill, he no longer had any scruples; only by killing them all could he keep the secret.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, to hell with dining etiquette, to hell with General Tso's chicken!" Bat grinned, raising his pistol at Cao Gui.

boom!

The bat officials pulled the trigger, and a bullet struck his knee, forcing him to his knees.

"Shit!"

The remaining three were startled. The middle-aged white man suddenly sprang up and was about to draw his gun and fire.

Although they didn't get along with the bat, they couldn't just stand by and watch him get killed.

however……

Bang bang bang!

Three more gunshots rang out, and the three men traveling with Bat all clutched their right shoulders and fell back to their original positions.

After the gunshots stopped, the entire restaurant fell silent, with only the sounds from the kitchen still lingering.

The sharp marksmanship silenced the four men, who dared not even entertain the thought of resistance.

Gwen sighed in frustration. How annoying! They can't even have a quiet meal.

Then he picked up his phone and dialed George's number, asking him to send someone over to prepare to clean the floor.

Snapped!

A foot landed on the face of the black man in the red jacket. Cao Gui, holding a gold SAI Glock, sneered, "A one-of-a-kind bat? Ha?"

"Come on, tell me, how is it unique?"

Beneath the shoe, the red-jacketed black man's face was a comical mass of flesh, yet his expression was one of rage. How dare this bastard humiliate him like this!

The bat let out a low growl, forcefully pushed away Cao Gui's foot that was pressing on its face, and scrambled to pick up the pistol that had fallen to the side.

"Damn yellow-skinned..." the bat grinned, about to raise his gun to fire.

boom!

The gunshot rang out again, and Cao Gui pulled the trigger, a bullet hitting him in the chest.

The bat immediately stumbled back several steps and landed hard on its backside.

But miraculously, there was no blood on his chest and no sign of pain on his face.

"Hehehe, didn't expect that, did you?" the bat grinned maliciously.

"I'm wearing Stark Industries body armor; your bullets can't penetrate me!"

As he spoke, taking advantage of Cao Gui's surprise, he raised his gun again, preparing to kill Cao Gui.

"Oh? Is that so?" Cao Gui smiled enigmatically. This man was indeed interesting, but it was time for him to be finished.

However, the ferocious expression on his face froze for a moment, and a layer of black slowly covered the golden barrel of the SAI Glock in the hand of the porn kid opposite him.

The once golden gun barrel instantly turned pitch black, but instead of becoming dull, it gave off a sharp and menacing feeling.

"Shit..." Bat's face turned pale. Although he didn't know what was going on, he sensed that something terrible was about to happen.

boom!

A black bullet shot out of the barrel, piercing through the bat's body and exploding with a loud thud, leaving a large gash in its back.

The bat stood there blankly, then collapsed and died instantly.

The bullet that pierced the bat's body even penetrated the wall and then shot into the sewers of the street outside.

It was the size of a fist, and the stench of blood instantly filled the entire restaurant. Now, forget about eating; the sheer disgust was enough to make anyone want to die.

Cao Gui's face flashed with surprise. This was the first time he had used his domineering aura on firearms. He could have imagined that the power would increase, but he did not expect that a nine-millimeter bullet could penetrate a human body and a wall before hitting the road.

The power was somewhat beyond his imagination.

However... Cao Gui looked at the muzzle and saw that the rifling inside was worn down considerably.