People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

A hand appeared, grabbing the cement block.

The hand disappeared, and the cement block moved more than ten centimeters and fell to the ground—it was like a game frame drop in the middle, without excessive.

Palmer was silent for a moment, then said, "Maybe you should have another CT test."

Chapter 279: The Eternal Race Tina

What the ancient one said are actually two common ways of foreseeing the future.

Not uncommon.

Humans always describe time as a never-ending river.

But does time really flow like a river?

Gu Yi opened a portal and left.

Mike also left the hospital.

He chose to walk.

Anyway, dare not time.

So when passing through the relatively remote alleys, you must encounter the American-style robbery, wealth, and... robbery.

In this country, beautiful girls and...boys must learn to protect themselves when they go out.

A big man with a gold chain came over with a grin, trying to grab Mike with his hands.Before touching Mike, an invisible force twisted his hand into a twist.

"what!!!"

The shrill scream resounded through the whole street.

The calm neighbors just closed the doors and windows, put all kinds of loaded guns on the coffee table, and then continued to watch TV calmly or do other things.

got used to.

The companion behind the big man hurried forward, pointed his gun at Mike, and shouted in a harsh voice: "Don't move, or you will shoot."

If it was before, they would have fired arrogantly.

However, after the superpower broke out.

As one of the special professional operators on the street, gangsters will encounter some superpowers that they can't deal with from time to time.As the bottom of the dark side, their income is unstable, and they often encounter people they can't afford, so they have to be flexible.

The thugs who don't know how to adapt are either dead or go to jail.

The warning before shooting is to avoid an irreparable situation.

So lo and behold!The actions and tone of the gangsters before shooting are really like the New York police.

With the increase of the super crime rate, the top police officers have been encouraging the front-line police officers to cut off their guns decisively, and the power of the weapons is getting stronger and stronger.Street criminals, on the other hand, are slowly moving in the direction of prudent use of firearms.

It's ironic.

The strange and tragic situation of the big man made the gangster who thought he had encountered a fat sheep realize that they had kicked the iron plate.

I secretly groaned in my heart.

There are always so many days in a month that you have to "hit ghosts". Is there any prospect for this career? !

No wonder the seniors always say that money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.

They raised their guns not to rob money and sex, but to protect themselves.

Mike hooked his fingers: "Come on, shoot!"

The relaxed attitude made the gangsters more hesitant and nervous.

Mike was furious.

The quality is not good, these people, the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen are much more aggressive. Look at these people in front of them, they don't even have automatic rifles and submachine guns, and they have the nerve to come out to rob.

"Well, in this case, you have two choices. One, handcuff yourself, surrender yourself to the police, and sit in prison for three to five years. Two, like this one, with twisted hands."

Several gangsters looked at each other.

Both options are unacceptable options for them.

And so the gun went off.

Very dense.

So do bullets.

The criss-crossing is definitely a real barrage.

And Mike is like a naughty little netizen in the barrage.

One step left, one step right.

forward, backward.

People who don't know think he is dancing cha cha.

His speed is not fast at all.

Not even agile.

It's just that all the bullets missed, and even the ricochet never touched the corner of the clothes.

A well-trained person can predict the timing of the shooter's shooting and the point of the bullet through the position of the muzzle, hand movements, and the eyes of the opponent-this should actually be regarded as a kind of predicting the future.

But to be honest, one-on-one is already the limit of ordinary people, even after rigorous training.

A wandering barrage like Mike must have superpowers.

He does not dodge the bullet with a "close shot", but "collects" more parameters, including the characteristics of the shooters, the surrounding temperature, humidity, magnetic field, etc. After processing, he deduces the bullet's path and landing point, including follow-up Happening.

If ordinary people dodge bullets, they only predict the 0.1 second of the critical shot, but Mike at least predicts the previous second and the next second.

Even the panicked expressions of the gangsters after they ran out of magazines were exactly as he predicted.

A little punk reacted quite thoughtfully, and actually had spare magazines.Although his hands were trembling, he changed the magazine without any risk.

Raise the muzzle again.

He found that the blond young man stood in front of him at some point, looking at him with a smile.

And his companions all retreated at some point.Uh, the alley is so narrow, it's wrong to say back away, it should be because I was so scared that I stuck to the wall, wishing to pretend that I was a humanoid graffiti.

Mike held out his index finger.

Block the muzzle.

"I advise you not to shoot."

Before Mike could finish speaking, the gangster on the opposite side seemed to lose his mind because of fear, and yelled hysterically:

"Ah ah ah..."

Pull the trigger.

boom!

The barrel burst.

The little gangster was bleeding, and fragments of the gun barrel sprayed his face, blood dripping.He covered his face, crouched on the ground and howled.

And Mike's fair fingers were intact.

"Oh, I persuaded you." Mike sighed.

"Is this fun?" A cold female voice came from above.

A vigorous figure jumped from the roof of the fifth floor.

The landing posture is chic.

"Angelina!" Mike handed it out in a voice.

The woman in off-white clothes showed a slightly confused expression.

"Sorry, I got the wrong person," Mike said.

Although the person in front of him was seven or eight points similar to Angelina, he was younger, in better condition, with sharp eyes, like a female warrior.

"Wait a moment." Mike said to the female warrior, and then said to the gangsters: "Send your companions to the hospital..."

With a cold voice, he continued: "Then don't forget to turn yourself in, don't think about running away, and live up to my expectations of you, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

"get out."

Mike waved his hand one last time.

The gangsters are like amnesty.

Only then did Mike turn around and look at the female soldier in front of him.

"you have not answer my question yet."

The female warrior didn't care about Mike's scrutiny, because she was also looking at him.

"Huh?" Mike blinked.

The female warrior repeated her previous question: "Is it fun to play with ordinary people by using your own abilities?"

"Oh." Mike suddenly realized.

Coincidentally, just now Gu Yi asked Mike if it was fun to experiment with her chosen heir.

Mike's answer is, it's fun.

"It's fun." Mike's answer was the same.

He has many ways to deal with these people. The simplest one is to look over and these people will faint. They have no chance to shoot at all.

Mike is practicing the deduction, and a few punks are props.

"But they are just ordinary people." The female soldier's eyes sharpened suddenly.

"But I live in the world of ordinary people, and they are ordinary people, yes, but they are also criminals. Before doing bad things, you must be prepared to be punished." Mike said solemnly: "Also, before asking others questions , It is polite to report your name."

"Sorry." The female soldier actually directly admitted that she was impolite, and then reported her name:

"The Eternals, Tina."

Eternals?