A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

"Ah, Lucy, what are you doing here?" Gwen exclaimed excitedly.

"I'm here to go shopping, what about you?"

"Me too, Cao came to go shopping with me."

"How about we do it together?"

"Okay, okay."

After a brief exchange, the two girls walked forward hand in hand, leaving Cao Gui behind. They also handed over the things they had bought to Cao Gui.

Cao Gui: "..."

I knew this would happen...

For the next three hours, the two girls walked from the south end of Fifth Avenue northwards, and then from the north end of Fifth Avenue southwards, going into every store they could find. Before long, Cao Gui was covered in the things the two girls had bought.

Cao Gui followed behind them listlessly; girls shopping was just too terrifying.

Left with no other choice, Cao Gui took advantage of their inattention to put some of his items into his [system inventory], but even so, he still had a lot of things on him.

In the blink of an eye, the two girls went into another store. Cao Gui was too lazy to go in, so he stood outside and waited for them. He thought to himself, annoyed, that when they came out, there would definitely be a lot of stuff.

Just then, a police car drove past Cao Gui, suddenly turned a corner, and then pulled up beside him.

The car window rolled down, revealing John McClane, Lucy's biological father.

"Wow, buddy, this look is really unique and pretty." John's cheeky tone came through the moment he opened his mouth.

"Cao, John's right, your look is sure to turn heads." A head popped forward from the passenger seat, smiling at Cao Gui.

It's George, Cao Gui's father-in-law.

Rolling his eyes, Cao Gui said irritably, "George, how come you're hanging out with this disgrace of the NYPD? Aren't you afraid of turning yourself into a bad person?"

"Shit!" John reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his fur instantly bristling... well, not quite.

His hair was all on the sides and back, and there was nothing on top of his head.

"That's what that bastard said, I'm going to smash his dog head in."

"That's what the guy next to you said," Cao Gui chuckled, directly throwing mud at the enemy.

"Hmph, do you think John would believe that?" George curled his lip. He and John were colleagues and associates. Besides, would John be such a stupid person?

"Kid, didn't you say that yourself?" John's eyes turned unfriendly. Although it had been a long time, this kid was still very annoying.

“Yesterday when he was drunk he said…” Cao Gui was preparing to continue persecuting his father-in-law.

But then, two girls came out of the store and immediately noticed the increasingly unfriendly expressions on the two men's faces.

“John, what are you doing?” Lucy shouted.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Gwen asked, her voice full of displeasure.

"No...it's nothing," Cao Gui laughed and said immediately.

George and John glared at Cao Gui. "You bastard, why are you interrupting at a time like this?"

The two middle-aged men quickly got out of the car, wanting to say a few words to their daughter, but Gwen ignored her father and grabbed Cao Gui's arm directly: "Darling, let's go, let's ignore him."

Lucy came over and hugged Cao Gui's left arm: "Yes, darling, we'll ignore this balding old man this weekend."

The two men then escorted Cao Gui away, one on each side, leaving two middle-aged men dumbfounded.

Cao Gui shrugged. This wasn't my fault. But one shouldn't indulge in the pleasures of having multiple wives. Cao Gui calmly withdrew his left arm and gave the middle position to Gwen. He figured it was better for him to be the one carrying the bags.

Gwen nodded in satisfaction. "You know what's good for you."

Boom!

However, just then, before the three of them had gone far, a deafening explosion suddenly rang out behind them.

Cao Gui and Gwen exchanged a glance, both utterly shocked. They hadn't sensed any danger at all.

Turning around abruptly, they discovered that the explosion hadn't occurred on John and George, but rather on the two middle-aged men opposite them.

From the smoke and dust of the explosion, a strange man, three meters tall, extremely obese, and with a mouthful of black, rotten teeth, ran out.

His chin drooped to his chest, drool dripped from his mouth, and sharp, piercing laughter emanated from his large mouth.

No anti-theft

"Hahahaha—!"

"Shit!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang!

Two experienced detectives emptied their magazines in a short time; two Glock pistols, a total of thirty-four 9mm bullets, all of which hit the man in an instant.

"Is...is that person dead?" Lucy asked cautiously, looking at the strange man riddled with bullets.

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Chapter 260 Underworld Ghosts

Cao Gui's expression darkened slightly. Although he didn't know what was going on, it was very dangerous now, and he had to get them out of there.

Gwen and Cao Gui exchanged a glance, both understanding each other perfectly. With that thought in mind, Gwen immediately pulled Lucy up and dragged their numerous bags away.

"Let's go, it's not safe here, let's get out of here quickly."

"Hey...wait, my dad's still here, and Cao's here too...damn, you're so strong..."

But before she could finish speaking, Gwen grabbed her and left, not giving Lucy a chance to say anything.

Cao Gui lightly touched the ground and quickly entered a store, running straight up to the top floor of the building.

On the other side, George and John reacted extremely quickly to this unexpected situation, immediately hiding behind the car and simultaneously pressing the walkie-talkie to call for help:

"This is Constable 6933, John McLean. I'm at the 556 incident, 470 meters north of the south end of Fifth Avenue. Please come quickly to my aid!"

"556" was another emergency code name established by the NYPD after the Hate Movement in New York, to facilitate rapid communication among officers.

Just like 211 is a robbery, 246 is a shooting inside a residence, and 444 is a shooting of a police officer.

These code names were created to facilitate rapid communication in emergencies, preventing situations where someone makes a distress call 7 or 8 minutes ago but is still struggling to figure out the address.

Upon receiving the distress call, NYPD headquarters immediately relayed the information to police officers on duty near Fifth Avenue, while also calling in heavy weapons units such as armored vehicles.

No one dared to be careless about the 544 incident. If another Abomination or Super Monster appeared, some of them might be dismissed.

Death is not scary; what's scary is being dismissed, losing your job, having no income, and not being able to pay taxes. That's the scariest thing.

The moment George and the other man reacted, the strange man who had been shot thirty-four times and lay on the ground suddenly began to tremble as if he had been electrocuted.

Then, he suddenly straightened up and jumped up from the ground.

"Aaaaah! It hurts so much to be shot for the first time!" the monster roared, pounding his chest and fat belly with his large hands. With a series of clanging sounds, all the bullets that had entered his body were knocked out.

His small eyes burned with rage. Although he wasn't injured, it really hurt. He was furious. Those two New York police officers had to pay the price!

Bang!

The fat, short, and thick thigh kicked the police car, sending it flying into the air like a foam toy, spinning and crashing into a window on the fifth or sixth floor of a nearby building.

John, who was hiding behind the car reloading, turned pale and his shiny bald head was covered in cold sweat.

Although he is a top fighter among ordinary people, he has no chance of winning against a monster that can toss a one- or two-ton police car around like a toy.

"Shit!" John McKellen's face flashed with fear, but just then, gunshots rang out one after another. George fired from a distance, saving McKellen.

"Annoying trash!" the inhuman monster cursed, slapping McLean across the body. Then, it yanked down a lamppost and raised it high at George, preparing to throw it at him.

"Damn it... this gun is so hard to use..." George's hands were trembling, but he couldn't get the magazine in after several attempts.

He was too nervous. Facing this monster, he had no confidence or possibility of defeating it. In despair, his hands and feet simply wouldn't obey his commands.

"Die, trash!" the monster sneered, shaking its long chin.

But then...

boom!

A gunshot rang out.

A look of confusion flashed across the monster's ugly face. It heard a gunshot, but where was the bullet? Why didn't it feel anything? Was it not shot at me?

But the next second, a tearing pain shot from my leg to my brain, as if a saw was cutting and grinding inside my thigh.

"Ow..."

The monster screamed to the sky, and with a crash, the lamppost in its hand fell to the ground. It then clutched its leg and rolled around on the ground.

"Damn it, what is that thing? It hurts so much, it hurts so much—!"

A hundred meters away, Cao Gui held a flintlock pistol in his hand. The dark red wooden handle and grip, along with the brass-decorated bird beak, made it look like a work of art.

The black color gradually faded from the gun barrel, revealing its original silver-white appearance.

But Cao Gui frowned. At a distance of one hundred meters, how could the bullets fired from this pistol travel so slowly?

At a distance of 100 meters, Cao Gui could be said to hit the bullseye every time, but he could at least hit it 99 times out of 100. However, the lead bullet still went astray. He aimed for the arm but hit the thigh instead.

How did Blackbeard kill Whitebeard with a pistol during Marineford?

At that speed, Whitebeard could probably blow away a bullet with a little effort, right? And his body, honed through years of training, could withstand bullet impact, couldn't it?

Or is it that... the system gave you a fake product?

Cao Gui glanced at the flintlock pistol in his hand. Its accuracy was poor, its power mediocre, and its stopping power extremely weak. Aside from its decent range, it was only so-so, suitable for a domineering style.

However... the damage inflicted on him by his domineering aura was still considerable, although it wasn't as lethal as a specially designed bullet that could kill him instantly, turning him to ashes.

However, the damage inflicted on monsters is just as severe as the damage inflicted on ordinary people by firearms.

Unfortunately, flintlock muskets don't create a cavity like regular pistols, otherwise...

At this moment, the monster that had been howling incessantly finally reacted, turned its head to look in the direction from which the bullet had come, and discovered that it was a person dressed in black robes and wearing a mask with a strange white smiling face.

"Damn masked man, how dare you hurt me?" The monster shook its dark chin, but made clear sounds from its mouth. Then, dragging one leg, it strode towards Cao Gui.

Cao Gui's expression of surprise was revealed beneath his mask. This thing... isn't it mentally challenged?