The Father of American Comics Superheroes

The sound of a fierce fire fight rang out inside the bank, and almost as soon as the gunshots appeared, the bank’s staff pressed the alarm.

After the alarm went off, it didn’t take more than a few minutes for the police to come.

Naturally, those gangsters who had been prepared knew this too.

“Ding, ding!”

The bank security’s bullets landed on several bandits’ cars, spattering sparks, but only leaving a shallow dent.

Modified bulletproof car?

No wonder I can rush in directly, without any obvious damage.

The bandits began to fight back, first with a few tear gas grenades thrown out after the weapons in their hands roared out.

Several security guards looked at the ‘cutie’ in their hands, and then at the hideous guns in the hands of several bandits, and after one security guard was knocked down, the remaining few simply surrendered.

The crowd screamed and ran towards the entrance of the bank.

Several gangsters didn’t care, pointed at the head of the security guard, and let the people at the counter open the door.

Just then, Mike and Remy LeBo, who were moving outward with the crowd, looked at each other and after exchanging two glances, Remy LeBo shrugged and several paper cards slipped from his sleeves and were squeezed by his fingers, emitting a dangerous glow before he flicked them and flew towards the bandits.

The cards were attached with Remy LeBo’s ability and flew faster than a bullet.

In just an instant, they landed on several gangsters, blowing them away and knocking them out.

Remy LeBo gently raised the corners of his mouth, three-point disdain, seven-point coolness.

Unfortunately, Mike is not a woman, otherwise he would have screamed twice for the dashing card king.

And instead of screaming, he silently walked away from Remy Lebo, gave him thumbs up, and pointed behind him.

Remy LeBo froze, turned his head to look, his face was shaking, and cursed out in a low voice.

I saw a gangster standing up from the ground, and after removing the blasted mask, the face behind the mask was revealed.

There were scales, the mouth was long with fangs, and it looked extremely hideous.

The gangster roared and rushed directly toward Remy LeBo.

Remy LeBo sighed, he is most afraid of these troubles, and what is this world, is there no mutant or something, even robbery is not worthy?

But look at the gangstar getting closer and closer, his joined hands pulled apart violently, a cardboard card flew in mid-air, with his control, like a butterfly he turned around his body and flew righteously towards the gangstar.

Bang, bang!

Listening to the explosions that rang out inside one after another, Mike laughed.

It should be fine with that guy’s ability, but it will take some effort.

Sure enough, after Mike stood by his car and waited for more than ten seconds, Remy Lebo sorted out his torn clothes and walked out.

“Yeah, looks like the battle is intense!”

Mike laughed derisively, looking at the clothes on his opponent.

Remy Lebo noticed Mike’s eyes, his eyelids rolled and said, “This time I lost a lot of money, my clothes are a famous brand, you must buy me a few good drinks to do so.”

“Oh, rely on me.”

Remy LeBo laughed, got into the passenger seat and said to Mike who opened the door, “It just so happens that I have nothing to do today, so I’ll keep you company.”

“Then I really thank you!”

“You’re welcome.”

“Then come with me to do some errands first.”

“An errand? Collect a debt or kill someone?” Remy LeBo cupped his chin and said, “I’m not going with you if it’s too much trouble. If you want me to do it, it’s a 50-50 split.”

The corner of Mike’s mouth twitched and he said, “Did you shoot your brains out with your cards?”

With that, Mike started the car and quickly went far away.

Then …… buy a harvester!

Watching Mike familiar with talking to the seller to cut the price, Remy LeBo was dumbfounded.

A few moments later, after taking care of the seller and having it delivered to his farm, Mike got into the car and saw Remy Lebo staring at him dumbfounded and raised his eyebrows, “What?”

“What’d you buy this for? Shredding?”

Mike’s eyes dropped and he said, “What the hell am I doing?”

“Ahem!” Remy LeBo clenched his fist and coughed lightly, incredulously, “You guys, you’re really going to farming?”

“Or what?”

Remy Lebo was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: “That’s good, it’s much better.”

Thinking about his current status and encounter, he couldn’t help but curse lowly.

Mike faintly glanced at Remy LeBo, this guy seems to have a story.

Interesting.

Then, he pulled Remy LeBo, went to the car sales market, selected a very good SUV, after the pickup truck sold by hand to the market second-hand car dealers, Remy LeBo found a bar.

Remy LeBo poured a glass of wine, finished it in one gulp and said to Mike, “It’s not easy to drink you this meal!”

Mike smiled and took a sip. After pouring the other party a drink, he said: “Why are you willing to leave Las Vegas?”

Las Vegas is the paradise for this prodigal gambler.

Remy LeBo sighed, seemingly nostalgic for the good old days, and then smiled: “I couldn’t stay anymore.”

“Hmm?” Mike raised an eyebrow and teased, “Which rich woman did you cheat? Was he chased her?”

“In your eyes, what exactly will I do?” Remy Lebo was speechless for a while, and then said, “You are much more serious. I offend hellfire.”

“Ooh! Awesome!” Mike lifted his glass and said, “To your courage!”

Remy LeBo smiled bitterly and clinked with Mike, saying, “What about you? How come you’re a farmer?”

Mike teased, “What? Do you look down on farmers?”

“How dare you?” Remy LeBo looked at Mike and said, “It’s just a little weird.”

“I have children.”

“Then there’s no question.” Remy LeBo poured wine for both of them, leaned back and said, “I envy you, you have freedom!”

“Hmm?” Mike looked at the other man suspiciously and said, “What do you mean? You ……”

Remy Lebo scratched his hair and said helplessly, “Just as you think, I lost my freedom, like a caged bird, trapped in this fickle city.”

“Remy ……”

“?”

“Now pretending to be deep and playing the poet is out of fashion.”

“Is that so? Hahahaha!”

Remy Lebo laughed, and then helplessly explained, “I came to New York to commit some crimes, and was targeted by a damn organization, and signed a deal with the other party.”

“I have worked for the other party for five years as a special non-staff person. The other party will no longer pursue my crimes, and help me fix my previous case, and return me an innocent identity.”

“I don’t care if I’m innocent or not. The key is to be caught, and I signed the contract and brought this to me.”

Saying that, he lit up a black wristband on his wrist.

Tracking device?

Mike raised an eyebrow.