The Time Controller of American Comics

Jonathan's horse was relatively thin and had not received professional training, so he was far behind at the beginning. !However, when it was about to reach the end, the old king's horse suddenly became exhausted. It ran slower and slower, without any energy at all, while the opponent's horse suddenly burst out like a drug, and the lightning and thunder were on the road with incredible speed. Running at a crazy speed.

In the end, he defeated the old king without any suspense and won his 300 million US dollars. However, the old king was not convinced. As he gradually increased the bet, he lost to Jonathan again and again. Whenever the bet was small, he would He won a big victory, but when he planned to win a big game, he lost completely.

The old king has a saying mmp that must be said for a while, isn't this a trap!

But the old king didn't know it at the time. He thought that although Jonathan's horse looked thin and had no symmetrical muscles, his horse had super endurance.

Unexpectedly, after spending a high price to buy Jonathan's horse back, the old king had one more thing to say.

Jonathan turned on the modifier, but the poor old king was kept in the dark. Firstly, he did not expect that Jonathan had such a heaven-defying ability. Secondly, it was only a few billion, so he was just happy.

Of course, Jonathan also wanted to change his mood. His assets were even stronger than those of the ancient king. After all, Jonathan's business not only reached the whole world, but also the entire galaxy.

Closer to home, Jonathan no longer had to buy sound-absorbing steel at a high price at this time. After he owned the telescopic instrument, it became easier to obtain sound-absorbing steel, and there was an endless supply of it. Jonathan then mixed the sound-absorbing steel with gold-titanium alloy for San The car is reinforced.

"Bump it away! Bump it away!"

The Rolls-Royce that met Jonathan was not only made of sheet metal, but even the glass and tires had been specially modified, making it difficult for them to break through with guns for a while.

At the little boss's order, a large bulldozer drove up from the alley. This large bulldozer was nearly a floor high, even taller than an adult with average wheels.

A bulldozer can easily overturn a Rolls-Royce. If such a huge bulldozer were to crush the Rolls-Royce, it could even crush the Rolls-Royce into a discus. Of course, the premise is that the Rolls-Royce is made of ordinary steel. , Jonathan’s cheating Rolls-Royce cannot be counted among them.

The revolvers of the bodyguards, the Python, and the golden Desert Eagle in Jonathan's hands are actually not practical, strictly speaking. Their accuracy, recoil and other comprehensive capabilities are not as good as the mainstream pistols on the market. You can even buy suitable ones at Wal-Mart. pistol.

It's just that recoil and the like don't exist in the hands of these super-physical bodyguards, and firearms are just backup weapons.

Jonathan's Golden Desert Eagle was a gift given to him by Tony from the arms company. Jonathan is usually used as a decoration and is rarely used. Of course, this Golden Desert Eagle is not only expensive and limited edition, but also powerful. Remarkable.

Jonathan pressed down the car window, leaned over, smoothed back Erica's hair that was flying in the wind, and pointed the sand hawk at the driver of the bulldozer not far away.

Jonathan learned how to use a gun when he was twenty years old. It has been more than eighty years now. Although his firearms skills are just amateur practice, shooting down the wolves who have their own ideas of geese and the wild boars that shuttle through the cornfields, these eighty years have passed. Since then, his firearms technology has also been improving day by day.

Living and learning, Jonathan has never given up learning in his more than 100 years. He has learned many languages ​​​​in the world, he has learned to drive various vehicles, and he has also learned to use various weapons.

Although he can't use these in many cases, he can't help it!

Between the intertwining of lightning and strong light, light flashed across the alley. At the moment when the light wandered, Jonathan clearly saw the gang members among the bulldozers. Although it was only in the blink of an eye, Jonathan could accurately grasp it. Time fired.

boom!

Erica was startled by the sound of the gunshot, because the shining golden sand eagle was on the tip of her nose, and she could clearly see every movement of the hands pulling the trigger.

It's like setting off firecrackers. I don't think it's scary when I hear the sound. The most confusing time is when I watch others light the fuse.

The glass of the bulldozer was penetrated by the Golden Eagle's bullets, and red marks also appeared on the foreheads of the gang members who were driving.

Because the huge unmanned bulldozer became crazy, it instantly crushed the bungalow on the side. The bungalow was overturned by the bulldozer, with gravel flying and dust flying. The bungalow was completely razed at this moment. For flat ground.

The phone booth was instantly overturned, and a row of bicycles parked in a shed on the roadside were crushed. The next target of this large bulldozer was a three-story bakery building.

There was a roar of motorcycles, and a motorcycle rushed over in the distance. Even when it encountered a cement tanker blocking the road, it did not stop. A young man in a leather jacket on the motorcycle turned the accelerator crazily until the motorcycle As the car got closer and closer to the cement tanker, he lifted the front wheel of the motorcycle and rode on the hood of the cement tanker.

This scene, which even motorcyclist Johnny could hardly do, was achieved by this life-threatening and crazy man. This man's is none other than the crazy assassin Bullseye with a target tattooed on his forehead.

Bullseye stood on the roof of the cement pipe truck and watched all this. It all made him feel incredible. The battle was coming to an end, and the six bodyguards who rushed into the crowd undoubtedly became the biggest winners.

Bullseye never imagined that more than a hundred gang members armed with firearms would be completely defeated by six bodyguards armed with swords in less than ten minutes.

"what happened?"

Bullseye picked up the dying little boss. Although the little boss just wanted to hide, the defense line that was broken down in an instant left him with nowhere to hide.

"Run! They are not human at all. If you don't want to die, run!"

"I am the top assassin in the industry. In all these years, I have never failed, and I have never escaped without a fight. If you let me go now, are you kidding me?"

Everything in front of him made Bullseye alert, but the arrogant Bullseye didn't realize that the dangerous moment was coming. Looking at the six bodyguards slowly walking towards them, the little boss who had experienced all this felt like he had seen six bodyguards. These devils came from hell. They were eight feet tall and had horns that belonged to the devils of hell. What they held in their hands was not a dagger, but a soul-stirring sickle.

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