Super player of a certain American comic

Chapter 290 With Ying's Skin
The police officers of Scotland Yard were scared out of their wits. Looking at the countdown from ten to zero, they only regretted that they had lost two legs, and almost crawled away from the building. .

but……

what's the situation?
Several police officers looked at each other after being in shock, and then looked at the building that had passed for almost 20 seconds but hadn't exploded yet?
look at each other.

"boom!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Just when a few people felt that they were being tricked, there was a loud bang, and in an instant, the building not far away was almost like tofu and instantly turned into slag, and the huge air wave was accompanied by a deafening explosion sound, crazy swept away towards the surroundings.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The huge air wave even lifted up the cars on the ground, just like people like to flick ants with their fingers, those cars were bounced up by the air wave like ants, and then, with a bang, hit the ground.

Locke, who was driving a motorboat on the London river, turned his head and took a look.

Just now, the ten-second countdown displayed on the big screen was fake.

But what happened later was true.

even……

The countdown was not set by him, but started by someone who also came in from an outside address.

"boom!"

With a flick of his tail, Locke drove the motorboat directly from the London River to the Thame River. Then, staring at the little red dot in his sight, he twisted his horsepower and chased it at full speed.

Woolwich.

Locke directly drove the motorboat onto the concrete road!
"Wow!"

A Londoner driving an Audi R8 looked at Locke, who was driving a motorboat on the concrete road, and stuck his head out of the car window without being annoyed. He looked at Locke, who was jumping out from the side to block his way, and said, "Nice car, dude..."

Locke got off the motorboat, buttoned up his suit, and then, with a flick of his right hand, the muted golden dancer pointed directly at the Londoner in the car: "Get out of the car."

Before the Londoner could finish speaking, he saw the golden dancer on his forehead and swallowed.

next second.

Bang!
hum!
Locke drove, looked at the Londoner sitting on the motorboat, and smiled: "Very unique shape!"

Londoner forced to sit on a motorboat: "..."

"Buzz!"

Locke stepped on the gas pedal, looked at the little red dot trying to turn left and right, and twitched his mouth: "I want to see where you are going."

A state of total martial law has been declared in London today.

Fire everywhere!

The MI[-] building was blatantly invaded from the front, causing the casualties of many agents.

Then a building exploded. Although the explosion did not cause many casualties, the impact was extremely bad.

"here!"

Located in a building in the city of London, a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent's eyes lit up, and he quickly zipped the satellite map, focusing directly on a strange man on a street in Woolwich.

The man was driving a motorboat on the concrete road.

"Give me the picture from 3 minutes ago."

"working hard now!"

"quick!"

"The man's identity has been identified."

Another S.H.I.E.L.D. agent looked at the data that popped up after facial recognition, and directly listed all the man's life and past on a piece of paper and displayed it on the big screen.

"Audi R8?"

"What's his license plate number?"

"85461!"

"Quick, follow up!"

Among the news sent by the Federal Bureau of SHIELD, there is a piece of "The Peerless Assassin Loves R8".

at this time.

The big screen lights up.

The face of Ms. Victoria Hand, Commander of SHIELD of New York, appeared on the big screen.

Simultaneously.

Commander Victoria Hand stared at the London Commander with her arms folded on her big screen, and nodded: "Good afternoon!"

Commander London also said hello.

The satellite map on the big screen and the major cameras in the city of London were quickly inspected, and then the picture suddenly froze, and then, as if a ball of yarn had finally found its starting point, the pictures of each camera quickly of opening.

"found it!"

"Plate number 85461!"

"Check out the driver."

"Confirm, sunglasses, black suit."

"From Woolwich to Plumstead."

"The State Police is over there."

"Notify them to intercept."

"clear."

"Get the helicopter up and kill him."

Commander London's eyes lit up, looking at the Audi R8 that had been found, his spirits were lifted, and he threw down orders one after another.

Commander Victoria Hand, who was on the line, looked at the excited little eyes of Commander London, and said with some cold water: "Be careful, this unparalleled assassin is very cunning."

The London commander smiled slightly: "This is the city of London!"

Unspoken.

Commander Victoria Hand and others can't.

But soon.

The smile on the London Commander's face froze. Looking at the real-time satellite images, the two police cars that tried to intercept the Audi R8 failed, and were even blasted into the sky: "This is..."

Commander Victoria Hand smiled: "Because you are in the city of London?"

"you……"

"Goodbye, London."

"..."

Commander Victoria Hand waved his hand, and frowned after the connection was interrupted: "Didn't the Peerless Assassin not attack the law enforcement? Why is it different this time?"

Barbara Moores next to her said: "My friend in London told me that MI[-] headquarters was the same, with huge casualties, and even Mrs. M was dying."

"His principles are gone."

"But he didn't kill the civilian."

Victoria Hand listened to what Barbara Moores said, and nodded: "So, his principles have not disappeared, but have changed, because there are foreign countries, not domestic ones, so?"

Good guy.

I never thought that the Peerless Assassin seems to be a patriot. At home, no matter what, he doesn't conflict with law enforcement. When he goes abroad, he just ignores it?

"This time..."

Commander Victoria Hand shook his head and came back to his senses: "God of London... No, I'm afraid the face of the whole London will be lost."

Barbara Moores was a little scared, but she seemed to be a little grateful and nodded.

What's the point of messing with that Rock Broughton?

On the bright side, that guy has a team of lawyers who can sue you for bankruptcy.

Even this time, it is said that no one dares to take the order, no one, this is called no one, 3000 million, how much is this, is the face of the city of London only worth 3000 million?
"boom!"

"boom!"

Locke drove the Audi R8 with a blank expression. He didn't even look at it with his left hand. He just raised his hand and fired a shot, blasting the propeller of the helicopter that was flying quickly from the River Thames.

He really wants to keep his principles.

It's a pity that the other party broke this principle first.

Since the ICA belongs to MI5, it is easy to explain that it means the city of London. After all, MI5 is an internal agency like the FBI.

That being the case, the other party is in the first year of junior high school, why can't Locke be in the fifteenth year?

and.

The more people who come, the better.

Locke looked at the mess behind him through the rearview mirror and grinned. Then, he accelerated the accelerator and increased his speed by one level. With a bang, he turned towards the corner, and an ordinary building appeared in his sight. Boom away.

In an instant.

This move of Locke directly shattered the fantasy of those few people. They thought that Locke, maybe, might be passing by here.

at this time.

Six senses touched.

Locke leaned forward and walked out of the car at the moment when the vehicle was rushing towards the building.

boom!
The moment the Audi R8 blasted into the building, then, there was a deafening crash, plus that somewhat unscientific fog of dust.

Crisis emerges from the fog.

But very small.

negligible.

"boom!"

"Bang!"

Locke looked at the man who landed steadily after he blocked, raised his eyebrows, and noticed that the machine with the outer steel armor arms on the man's body was on.

"Yo."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Is it quite fresh?"

Jimmy Dalton looked at Locke with a frenzied smile, and then rushed towards Locke without saying a word.

"Crack!"

The Peerless Soldier quickly reassembled on Locke's right hand, and in an instant, a Barrett anti-material sniper rifle appeared directly in his hand.

"what?"

"Oh!"

Locke looked at the enemy who was rushing towards him like a cheetah, and pulled the trigger with his right hand. In an instant, the cheetah in the air had no time to react. The moment it was hit, it was directly torn apart and shattered. It's become a mess.

"ill?"

Locke took back the Peerless Divine Weapon, looked at the meat slag all over the floor, and thought about that guy's panicked and seemingly ignorant eyes, snorted and laughed: "I'm here to do a mission, not to What kind of heads-up play is being played here."

Done.

Locke turned around, looked at the building, and was plunged into it by his Audi R8, but, except for the man just now, no one ran out of the building.

"interesting!"

Locke raised his head and looked at the eighth floor of the building. It seemed that he could ignore the glowing glass of these buildings and see inside.

Mr. C!

Mr. C was wearing glasses, staring at the downstairs, slowly, very relaxed, walking towards Locke in the building where he was: "The domineering side leaks!"

Mrs. A standing behind said in a deep voice, "How did he track it down?"

"Who cares?"

"what?"

Mr. C smiled: "My building is impregnable, and, do you think, do you think my place is as useless and vulnerable as yours?"

talking room.

Mr. C pressed the bottom of the computer desk, then got up, looked at the exposed safe room, and invited Mrs. A to go in: "Maybe, after we sleep, he has already been dealt with."

Mrs. A: "..."

(End of this chapter)