The Father of American Comics Superheroes

This time, he chose a powerful weapon.

The realization time will be a bit long, and the process cannot be interrupted.

But …… halfway through his manifestation, a phone call came.

Looked at the phone, it was Sloan.

He brought news of Kutcher.

A few moments later, after getting the information he wanted, Mike sighed.

If he could manifest a weapon, this operation would be much easier, but there was no time.

After thinking about it, he made a phone call, put the two pistols in a holster on his waist, put on a coat, carried a suitcase, left the safe house and drove into the night.

……

Nighttime, in Manhattan.

It was a fancy apartment building.

In one apartment, a man and a woman were fighting hotly in their room.

They went from the kitchen table, to the living room couch, and killed their way to the bedroom, into the climax of the fight.

A hundred meters away on the roof, Mike, with his sniper rifle, looked through the bedroom window and skimmed the two fighting together, and without any hesitation, pulled the trigger on Kutcher’s head as he launched a sharp charge.

“Bang!”

The bullet shattered the window and exploded on the man’s head.

The head burst open like a tomato, spilling over the entire bedroom and instantly dousing the woman beneath Kuch into a tomato chicken.

The woman screamed and passed out directly.

Mike was stunned, he did not expect Kutcher to be so easily finished.

Just then, a sharp voice rang in his ears through the headset of the intercom.

“Get out of the way!”

While hearing the voice, Mike did not hesitate and hurriedly rolled down to the side.

“Boom!”

Debris splashed.

A bullet blasted at the spot he had just been, leaving a crater full of cracks in the concrete fence of the balcony.

Mike’s eyes shrunk and turned amber in a flash, cold sweat sprouting from the front of his head.

She was going to get her head blown off if she was a second late.

This was Kutcher’s trap! Wouldn’t have dared to promise Mike to turn into him to help!

Raven hid behind the bunker, bit her lip, and whispered, “Mike! Find him!”

Just then, Mike’s voice rang out again.

“Hurry up!”

Without hesitation, Raven rolled to the side with both legs.

“Bang!”

A bullet passed through the cover, leaving a bullet hole in the spot where he had just hidden.

Raven sucked in a cold breath and pressed his headset, shouting, “Damn it! Mike! Hurry up and find him!”

She didn’t want to become a corpse for helping.

As soon as the words left her mouth, a shot rang out through the headset.

Mike shot!

He found Kutcher’s location!

Raven breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the attack of an Assassin King, even if Kutcher is also the Assassin King, he would never be distracted to attack her.

She was safe for now.

“Get out of there!”

Mike said faintly, sniper rifle in his hand issued a loud burst, no need to aim at all, a shot suppressed towards Kutcher.

Now, the light and dark shifted, and the danger was Kutcher.

Mike’s eyes were calm and unruffled, but his eyesight chased a fast-moving figure, his finger constantly pulling the trigger.

Suddenly, Mike left the spot without any warning.

“Bang Bang!”

The rubble splashed and two craters appeared.