Time and Space Office of American Comics

Chapter 47 How to Pay?
Mars hurried back to the bar in a happy mood, but when he returned to the door of the bar, his brows were deeply frowned. After quickly parking the car aside, he rushed into the bar immediately.

The sound of fighting came from the bar, which gave Mars a bad feeling.

As soon as the door of the bar was pushed open, a table was thrown head-on.

"boom!"

Pushing the table away with a slap, Mars' eyes turned cold, and he rushed in with the thorns in hand.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, Mars' horizontal sword blocked Xiao Lan's face.

At this time, Xiao Lan was leaning against the wall with a face of pain, the horror in her eyes was as real as it was, but after seeing Mars beside her, a light of relief flashed in her eyes.

Mars looked coldly at the man in black with an ax in his hand, and landed on his chest without warning.

"boom!"

The man flew out, hit a table, sprayed blood and hit the wall, and passed out immediately.

This kick directly broke the opponent's ribs.

Mars looked at the thorn with a gap in front of him, and frowned slightly. This was left by the opponent's axe.

The sudden appearance made both sides of the battle stunned.

T'Challa was relieved at first, but then his face became a little unnatural.

Things... seemed to be a little different from what he had expected at the beginning, but no matter what, it was luck that Xiaolan was out of danger.

"T'Challa! What's going on?"

Mars directly ignored the man's three companions and looked at T'Challa.

T'Challa smiled wryly, raised his hand from behind the bar, and shouted to Mars, "I'll talk to you later."

At the same time, several of the man's companions looked at Mars with unfriendly eyes, and directly attacked Mars.

"Bang, bang!"

Gunshots rang out, but Mars and Xiaolan had disappeared in place.

Sending Xiaolan to the bar, Mars said coldly: "T'Challa, take care of Xiaolan!"

T'Challa gritted his teeth and said, "You take care of Xiaolan, and I can take care of the rest."

"You solve it? When you solve it, my bar should be demolished!"

After the words fell, he jumped lightly and rushed out of the bar.

"Mars! Be careful!" Xiao Lan whispered, and got up from the bar, revealing a pair of eyes.

When Mars jumped out of the bar, the enemies launched an attack, but when the gunfire sounded, Mars burst out with light red magic power, drawing a beautiful arc and rushing into the crowd.

With a sweep of the big sword, one enemy was directly swept away with the back of the sword. At the same time, he easily dodged the attack of the second enemy.

Turning around, the thorn in Mars' hand blocked the attack of the ax in the hand of the third enemy.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, Mars saw an extra gap in the sword body, and the corner of his mouth twitched. When he separated the opponent's weapon, he kicked it out with one foot, picked up a stool with the other foot, and smashed the stool on the opponent's weapon. on the head.

In just a few seconds, Mars dealt with the remaining enemies unscathed.

No, it's not exactly unscathed.

His thorns were cut into two holes by the opponent's weapon, and cracks appeared in one of the holes, as if it would split and break at any time.

"Damn!"

Mars cursed in a low voice, if it wasn't for Xiaolan watching, he would have directly harvested the three bastards.

Looking at his sword, Mars felt a little distressed, Tony is not here now.

but……

Mars narrowed his eyes and looked at T'Challa who came out from behind the bar. A thought came to his mind, and then he shouted at T'Challa angrily: "You have to give me an explanation! T'Challa!"

T'Challa was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said, "Uh, that, calm down, I'll talk to you slowly!"

Xiaolan raised her hand from the bar and said carefully: "Mars, don't be angry, T'Challa is here to help me."

"Help you?" Mars looked at T'Challa suspiciously, walked around the bar, and picked up the two axes on the ground.

T'Challa's eyes twitched.

Sure enough, did you notice it?
Mars threw the ax in his hand, tilted his head to look at T'Challa, and said, "Say, I'm listening."

This ax is in the hands of a man at the elite level of special warfare, and he can cut a hole in his own thorns. Coupled with T'Challa's identity, Mars immediately guessed the material of these two axes.

Vibrant gold!

Seeing that Marsh looked like he was about to throw an ax at him at any time, T'Challa swallowed, and said: "Well, these people are doing things to Xiaolan. I can't see it, so I did it to them. Who knew they were so powerful."

Xiaolan nodded her head together and said, "That's right! Mars! If you didn't just come back, I would be finished!"

Xiaolan can still vividly remember the ax that fell on her head just now.

"Hey!" Mars laughed strangely, his eyes flashed coldly, he grabbed the discarded ax in his hand, and threw it directly at T'Challa.

T'Challa dodged quickly, and after he hid aside, he realized that even if he didn't dodge, the flying ax would not hurt him, and his face changed slightly.

Mars looked at T'Challa with a smile, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this ax should be made by Zhenjin."

T'Challa was silent.

"Heh!" With a chuckle, Mars pointed to the fainted enemy on the ground, and said, "Besides the four I killed, there are still five people on the ground, even if Xiao Lan dragged one of them, or even killed one, There are also four people who were killed by you."

"These people are not ordinary people, they are all experienced fighters..."

Looking at T'Challa playfully, he said coldly, "Tell me, who are you?"

T'Challa smiled bitterly: "I'm just an ordinary person who loves fighting and military affairs."

"Hehe!" Mars sneered, and said, "You should know that those who are in my line of work will know more about it."

"Zhenjin, Wakanda, smuggling..."

"Okay! Let me say it!" Shocked by what Mars knew, T'Challa immediately interrupted Mars, saying: "I am a special mercenary, chasing vibrating gold smugglers and finding them for their original owners. Zhenjin's mercenaries."

Yoho, you really know how to make up stories.

Mars laughed inwardly.

But that's enough.

Looking at T'Challa with a sneer, Mars said: "So, you admit that the fight that happened in the bar today has something to do with you?"

T'Challa nodded hesitantly.

"Let's talk! The bar was destroyed like this, my weapon was also destroyed, and even Xiao Lan was almost injured or even killed..."

"How should you pay for these things?"

(End of this chapter)