squeak squeak...

He picked up the two mice that jumped out from the cracks in the wall next to him, looked at the backpacks on their bodies, and smiled.

Each of the two small backpacks contained half of the gold bars that had been chewed off. It seemed that the superpowers he gave the rats were quite powerful.

It's a pity that rats can only steal once a day. If they could go out 24...no, 12 hours continuously...

He had already imagined himself lying in a pile of money swimming, and a lot of beautiful women waiting on him.

After touching the little heads of the mice that poked their heads out of the paper cups, Zhang San thought it was necessary to equip them with a whole space.

Since you can't increase the number of thefts, expand your backpack!

When he passed by the black district, he took a moment to look at everyone on the street.

There was a woman alone with her child, and there were also a group of young men using wooden sticks to hurt each other. The gangsters who ran away from Zhang San before were also smoking leaf cigarettes here.

But when he looked at others, there was also a group of people watching him secretly.

Zhang San, who seemed unaware of this situation, withdrew his gaze from the black area, turned around and continued walking forward with a paper cup in hand.

Just after taking two steps, Zhang San, who had always been on alert, suddenly drew his gun and fired twice into the air on the right.

Ding ding!

call out…

Bang!

Ding!

The collision of bullets in the air gave him the opportunity to hide behind the car.

Without this strong physical fitness and magical shooting ability, he would have been lying on the ground this time.

After changing the magazine, Zhang San picked up the paper cup in one hand and his black extended version of the Desert Eagle in the other, ready to charge.

Based on the trajectory of the collision just now, the other party is most likely hiding on the roof of an abandoned factory next to the black area.

His pistol has enough shooting range, and the opponent has a sniper rifle. As long as he is careful, he will be fine.

"Compared with marksmanship, I've never been afraid of anyone!"

With a sprint, Zhang San, who came out from behind the car, took the lead and fired at the figure lying on the roof of the building.

Bang!

However, something unexpected happened and his shot missed.

The figure on the roof reacted extremely quickly and dodged the shot!

"Oh shit!"

Realizing that Zhang San, who had a serious problem, was in danger in the open space, he raised his gun and watched for flying bullets while running while letting the mouse hidden in the paper cup shake him:

"Hurry up and call Kara! We are in trouble."

The opponent is 100% a super human, because there is no one in this small town who can dodge his bullets!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak!"

In the villa, Carla's expression instantly turned cold after receiving the news.

She put down the rag in her hand and pushed the accelerator of the car in the yard to the bottom.

At the police station, the police officers, who were disturbed by more than a dozen calls to the police, felt that the matter was not simple, so they reported the situation to Chief Daniel.

Hearing that it was Zhang San who was shooting wildly on the street, the director also noticed something unusual.

He ordered the patrol officers who were approaching the area to cordon off the area outside, and he wore a body armor.

…

"How much did they pay you?!" Zhang San, squatting behind a large green trash can, asked the air.

The trash can has two layers of thick steel plates. As long as the kinetic energy of the opponent's bullet can be reduced, he is not afraid that he will be shot.

As they ran over, the two of them exchanged shots for a while. Fortunately, Zhang San had a habit of carrying two pistols on his body, so he could deal with the opponent's sniper rifle.

The fn5.7 pistol has 20 rounds of ammunition, which can just withstand the opponent's 20 rounds of rifle bullets.

Fortunately, this man's marksmanship was a little worse than mine, otherwise it would be hard to tell Zhang San.

It's a pity that he didn't see the enemy clearly, but judging from the confrontation just now and the enemy's movement...

"Deathstroke! If you don't go to Batman, why do you come to me, a little policeman?"

Zhang San believed that he had not provoked a super human, so this person must have been hired.

In DC, there is only one person who has super reflexes, physical fitness, good marksmanship and also likes money.

Now there is only one!

Since Deadshot is still doing hard labor in Waller's Dream Prison, it can't be him.

The answer is obvious: Deathstroke, a man who will do anything for money.

He is still an all-rounder who can do everything, and his body is as strong as his young self.

And he has more integrity than Deadshot. In the Superman Justice League animation, Deadshot directly sold out his former employer after Batman added money.

brush!

The sword flashed, and Zhang San, sensing the danger, raised his pistol to hold the sword.

"The gun is good."

Wearing a black and orange helmet and armor of the same color, Deathstroke held a long knife in one hand and praised the Desert Eagle, which had no gaps.

Snapped!

Then a bullet flew to Zhang San's head, because he had a pistol in his other hand.

When Zhang San crouched down to hide, a mouse in the paper cup jumped up and opened its mouth wide, blocking the bullet for Zhang San with its seemingly ordinary teeth.

Zhang San, whose heart was beating violently, quickly kicked Deathstroke in the crotch, and the opponent immediately retreated and dodged.

Bang! Bang!

Ding!

The scene reached a deadlock again, and every bullet fired by Deathstroke could be intercepted by Zhang San's bullets.

He wanted to engage in a close combat with this guy with good marksmanship, but Zhang San, who was holding a paper cup in his hand, wouldn't do it.

If there were no mice, then Zhang San would be willing to fight with the opponent...

How strange!

He discovered that Deathstroke was eyeing his God of Wealth, probably because of the scene where the rat blocked the bullet with his teeth.

boom!

While the two were chasing each other, a speeding off-road vehicle rushed towards the death knell.

In the car, Kara, who was holding the steering wheel, looked very calm, even though Deathstroke shot her several times!

Bullets hit her body one after another, making continuous metal collision sounds. Kara's body strength was far beyond what Zhang San's body could match.

Seeing that the gun was useless against the woman in the car, Deathstroke jumped before the car hit him...

Bang!

A precise bullet flew towards him in the air. Without any surprise, Deathstroke took the shot and rolled to the ground.

Kara immediately stepped on the brakes and jumped out. She caught up with Deathstroke, who was running very fast even though his leg was injured.

"Fk! What kind of monsters are these!"

Feeling that he was going to overturn in this small town, Deathstroke didn't want to get too entangled with the strange woman in front of him. His hand touched his waist...

"Are you looking for them?"

Deathstroke's pupils shrank, and several grenades that should have been hanging on his belt seemed to have fallen to the ground behind the woman during the fight.

"I surrender!"

When the opponent was about to punch him in the face, he raised his hands and admitted defeat without hesitation.

However, the next second, his fist hit him hard in the face.
Chapter completed!