Infinity Players in American Comics

Chapter 119 The imitator remains motionless (please collect!)
The master imitator was motionless.

What are you shouting for?Think I don't know you're scamming me?

Michelangelo asked suspiciously: "Raphael, what's wrong? Is there someone?"

Saying that, Michelangelo took out his nunchuck and waved it.While waving, Michelangelo made a whirring sound.

"It's nothing, maybe I heard it wrong!" Raphael said with a slight movement of his fingers, pretending to be relaxed.

Michelangelo let out an oh, and put away the nunchuck: "That must be because you played the game too late yesterday! Tonight, it's my turn to play!"

"No! I still want to play!" Raphael refused decisively.

The sound of footsteps and conversations became farther and farther away, and the imitation master squatted in place motionless.

After a while, Michelangelo's voice sounded: "It seems that there is really no one, let's go quickly! Long Ni is about to get off work!"

"Okay! It seems that I really got it wrong!"

Footsteps sounded again!
The imitation master is motionless!
A few minutes later, Rafael sighed helplessly: "It seems that there is really no one! Let's go!"

Footsteps sounded again!
The imitation master smiled disdainfully, squatted on the spot and continued to remain motionless!
With special talismans like the talisman of invisibility and the talisman of silence, I don't believe you can really be sure that I'm here!

"Raphael? What do you want me to do with the flamethrower?" The turtle wearing a purple mask ran over from the sewer with a flamethrower, and asked suspiciously as he ran.

flamethrower?
The master of imitation jumped in his heart, took out the wolf blood dagger and rushed out!

"Ha! I knew you were here!" Raphael rushed towards the imitator, and stabbed the steel fork at the imitator's heart.

In the eyes of the master imitator, Raphael's movements seemed to be slowed down countless times. Soon, the master imitator learned Raphael's movements.

The two fought, imitating the wolf blood dagger in the master's hand like a cunning silver wolf across Raphael's throat and joints that were not protected by the tortoise shell.Raphael waved the steel fork in his hand to resist the imitation master's wolf-blood dagger. As soon as the wolf-blood dagger touched the steel fork, the steel fork snapped.

Michelangelo rushed forward waving the nunchuck in his hand: "Be careful! Don't confront him head-on!"

The imitation master didn't intend to continue the fight, he dropped countless small balls silently, and the small balls fell to the ground, emitting intense glare and sound waves.

The three turtles hugged their heads in pain and knelt down on the ground. The sound waves and glare made them very uncomfortable!
A ray of silver light flashed on the imitation master's body, and the speed of the whole person became very fast!

After a while, the sound waves and glare fade away.

"It's so delicate, it's not something from this era!" Donatello said after picking up the small ball on the ground and observing it carefully.

Michelangelo asked in confusion, "Why?"

Knowing that his silly brother is a scumbag, Donatello explained: "This thing is not driven by magic or witchcraft, it is more like some complex chemical reactions. These reactions are not important, what is important is Their shells, they're all the same!"

"These small things are consumables, and they must be produced in large quantities. Even the best blacksmiths can't make exactly the same thing!" Donatello said: "Although some people are studying the automation industry recently, it is still only In the experimental stage. Unless, some laboratory sneaks away!"

The development of industrialization is inevitable, but the inevitable arrival is not certain.

"In fact, the main reason is that it needs to be customized. If it is made the same, some people won't be able to use it." Raphael picked up some hairs from the ground and said: "No one will buy such things, and no one wants to spend money on them." The things bought with money are used by others, and even the medicines have their own methods, and some even add poison to the healing medicine and laxative to the antidote!"

Michelangelo asked suspiciously: "But what if they are injured?"

Raphael said: "Take the antidote! First take the healing medicine, then the antidote, and then the antidiarrheal medicine! This is a routine operation!"

"It's amazing!" Michelangelo couldn't help but say.

"How is it? What's the gain?" Splinter came out from the shadows, looked at the three turtle sons and said.

The three quickly saluted their master, and then Raphael said: "That guy should be a silver moon werewolf, I heard from Long Ni. Most of the silver moon werewolves are mercenaries, and they only work for money."

Although they are strong and strong, the three turtles dare not do anything in front of Splinter.

Splinter smoothed his long beard and said, "That guy may have been eyeing the rock behind Leonardo and gave you a mission. Find him and find out who sent him!"

The old Splinter was like a big mouse, in fact he was more like a mouse than a normal rat man.

But even though he looked like a mouse, Splinter still had a powerful aura about him.It is like a lofty mountain, standing between the sky and the earth.

"Yes!"

The three turtles disappeared after a few jumps.

Leonardo with a steel knife on his back appeared in front of Splinter: "Master, since this matter was caused by me, I should be allowed to solve it!"

"No! They are here for you, no matter what their purpose is, as long as you don't show up, we will be invincible!" Sprint shook his head and rejected Leonardo's proposal.

If it was when Leonardo didn't show the specialness of that stone, Sprint would not have taken it so seriously.But that stone had great power, and Sprint wouldn't let Leonardo take the risk.

Although Leonardo, who has gained the power of the stone, is now very fast, he can even run on the sky on the air.

It's a powerful force, right?
But thinking about where that stone came from, it is not difficult to imagine that the power involved in this stone must be even stronger!
Maybe it has something to do with that god!
Not those broomsticks, ghost girls, etc. of weak chickens, but really powerful gods!
"Master." Leonardo still wanted to fight for it. As the most mature of the four turtles, it was not his habit to hide behind and be protected by others!

Splinter waved his hand and said, "If you feel that your strength is greatly improved now, then you should be a teacher!"

Teacher?

Leonardo lowered his head helplessly: "I will go back, Master!"

How could he not understand what Master said?
That's not leaving the teacher, it's expelling the teacher!

Although he is called a master and apprentice, Leonardo regards Splinter as his father.

"Oh," Splinter sighed.

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