The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 84

Fierce gunfire rang out in the bank, and almost at the first time of the gunfire, the bank staff pressed the alarm.

After the alarm goes off, the police will come in a few minutes.

Naturally, those bandits who had been prepared for this point also knew it.

"Ding, Ding!"

The bullet of the bank security fell on the car of several bandits, splashing sparks, but only leaving shallow dents.

Modified bulletproof car?

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

The bandits began to fight back. First, several tear gas bombs were thrown out, and the weapons in their hands roared.

Several security guards looked at the 'little cute' in their hands, and then looked at the ferocious guns in the hands of several bandits. After a security guard was knocked down, the remaining few surrendered directly.

The crowd screamed and ran to the bank door.

A few bandits didn't care, pointed to the head of the security guard and asked the people in the counter to open the door.

At this time, Mike and Remy Lebo looked at each other as the crowd moved outward. After exchanging two eyes, Remy Lebo shrugged his shoulders, several cards slipped from his sleeve, and was pinched by his fingers. After emitting a dangerous light, he gently shook them and flew to the bandits.

The cards are attached with the ability of Remy Lebo, and they fly fast, faster than bullets.

But almost instantly, it fell on several bandits, blowing them up and knocking them unconscious.

Remy Lebo gently raised the corners of his mouth, three points disdain, seven points cool thin.

Unfortunately, Mike is not a woman, otherwise he will scream twice for the handsome card king.

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

Remy Lebo was stunned, turned his head and looked, his face trembled, and scolded loudly.

I saw a bandit stand up from the ground, remove the blasted mask, revealing the face behind the mask.

Full of scales, with sharp teeth, it looks extremely ferocious.

The bandit roared and rushed directly at Remy Lebo.

Remy Lebo sighed. He was most afraid of these troubles, and what was the situation in this world? Was there no mutant or something, and he was not worthy of robbery?

But seeing the bandit getting closer, his closed hands suddenly opened, and cards flew in the air. With his control, like butterflies, he turned around and flew to the bandit without hesitation.

Bang, bang!

Listening to the continuous explosion inside, Mike laughed.

It should be ok with that guy's ability, but it takes some effort.

Sure enough, after Mike stood by his car and waited for more than ten seconds, Remy Lebo came out with a look of bad luck, sorting out his torn clothes.

"Yo, it seems that the war is fierce!"

Mike laughed teasingly and looked at each other's clothes.

Remy Lebo noticed Mike's eyes, rolled his eyelids, and said, "I'm losing a lot this time. My dress is a famous brand. You must buy me a few drinks."

"Oh, it's up to me."

Remy Lebo smiled, sat in the co driver's seat and said to Mike who opened the door, "I have nothing to do today, so I'll accompany you."

"Then I really appreciate it!"

"You're welcome."

"Then go to do something with me first."

"Work? Collect or kill?" Remy Lebo pinched his chin and said, "if it's too much trouble, I won't go with you. If you want me to do it, it's 50-50."

Mike pulled at the corner of his mouth and said, "did your brain shoot out with your cards?"

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

Then... Buy a harvester!?

Looking at Mike's familiar bargaining with the seller, Remy Lebo looked dull.

A moment later, after fixing the seller and sending him to his farm, Mike got on the car and saw Remy Lebo staring at him blankly, raising his eyebrows and saying, "what?"

"Why do you buy this thing? Corpse?"

Mike lowered his eyes and said, "what on earth do I do in your eyes?"

"Cough!" Remy Lebo clenched his fist and coughed slightly, saying inconceivably, "you guy, are you really farming?"

"Otherwise?"

Remy Lebo was silent, then smiled and said, "it's better, much better than me."

Thinking of his current identity and experience, he couldn't help scolding.

Mike glanced at Remy Lebo faintly. This guy seems to have a story.

significant.

Then, he took Remy Lebo to the car sales market, chose a very good SUV, sold the pickup truck to the used car dealer in the market, and found a bar with Remy Lebo.

Remy Lebo poured a glass of wine, took a bite and said to Mike, "it's not easy to drink your meal!"

Mike smiled and sipped, poured wine on the other side, and said, "Why are you willing to leave Las Vegas?"

Las Vegas is the paradise of this prodigal gambler.

Remy Lebo sighed, as if he missed the good life before, and then smiled, "I can't stay any longer."

"Huh?" Mike raised his eyebrows and joked, "which rich woman cheated of her money? Was she chased?"

"What on earth do I do in your eyes?" Remy Lebo was speechless for a while, and then said, "you're much more serious. I offended hellfire."

"Ho! Awesome!" Mike picked up his glass and said, "to your courage!"

Remy Lebo touched Mike with a wry smile and said, "what about you? How did you become a farmer?"

Mike teased, "what? Despise farmers?"

"How dare!" Remy Lebo looked at Mike and said, "it's just incredible."

"I have children."

"That's no doubt." Remy Lebo poured wine on them, leaned back and said, "I envy you, freedom!"

"Huh?" Mike looked at each other suspiciously and said, "what do you mean? You..."

Remy Lebo grabbed his hair and said helplessly, "as you think, I lost my freedom, like a cage bird, trapped in this impetuous city."

"Remy..."

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"It's out of date to pretend to be a poet."

"Really? Hahaha!"

Remy Lebo laughed and then helplessly explained, "I made some mistakes when I came to New York. I was targeted by a damn organization and signed an agreement with the other party."

"I worked for the other party as a special non staff member for five years. The other party no longer investigated me for my crimes, and helped me get my previous criminal record and return my innocence."

"I don't care whether I'm innocent or not. The key is that I was caught and signed a contract to bring this to me."

With that, he brightened a black wristband on his wrist.

Tracking device?

Mike raised his eyebrows.