wandering in the ashes of meman

Chapter 147 144 Frank

When he found out that the suspicious person he was thinking of was actually disguised by Ashes, even with Parker's temperament, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.But soon, he reacted.He patted his head belatedly, and the original alertness on his face quickly disappeared.

"Mr. Ashes, why are you here?"

The number of times Parker has seen Ashes can be counted on one's fingers, except for the first battle in New York, and when Ashes was in the Stark Industrial Building, Ashes just went to Tony to ask for a few pieces of Edman alloy. Besides, the two have no other intersections.

Although the intersection is very shallow, it doesn't mean that Parker doesn't have the slightest understanding of Ashes.As I said before, Ashes is a person who doesn't hide his thoughts.In other words, Ashes rarely hides his thoughts.Although the contact between the two was very limited, even so, Parker didn't think Ashes was the kind of villain who would attack innocent people... It can only be said that fortunately, Parker didn't know what happened to Asgard.

Shrugging his shoulders, Ashes said indifferently: "There is nothing going on recently, so I plan to take a good look at the difference between this era and my era."

Hearing this, Parker nodded thoughtfully.Looking at the ashes in front of him, he took another look at himself, and then patted his head belatedly.Putting his hands under his ribs, he pulled out two elastic bands.The hero uniform that was tightly attached to Parker's skin suddenly drooped loosely like a used condom.

"Help me take a look at the person." Parker said to Ashes like this, and Ashes didn't shirk.After calmly nodding, he stood aside to help let the air out.

He took out the prepared casual clothes and press card from his schoolbag, and after tidying up his appearance, Parker walked out from a small corner beside him.

Parker now looks more formal than before.Although his face was still immature, Parker was not a dwarf.The height is about 1.7 meters seven, plus the muscle strengthening caused by the body's defecation.Wearing a suit, Parker now looks like a model on the catwalk.

Of course, it would be even better if there were not so many wrinkles caused by putting it in the schoolbag... After patting his clothes, Parker said helplessly: "Every time I change clothes, It will always be like this, making me always look dusty, if it is not because I am a little short of time, I really want to iron it with an iron at the dry cleaner next door..." I said with a sigh.Only then did Parker raise his head and look at Ashes beside him.

Although Ashes is very reassuring about his character, how should I put it, in many cases, Ashes' actions are not serious.Just like just now, although it was true that the group of gang members made the first move, if Parker guessed correctly at that time, those who were knocked unconscious would probably not be able to get out of bed every few days... It has nothing to do with good or evil , Ashes just counterattacked subconsciously.

But it's a pity that even though Ashes has considered the physical endurance of ordinary people, Ashes' own strength is still there... For an ant, it doesn't make any difference whether you crush it to death or trample it to death.Rather, it is surprising enough that Ashes managed to control the power so that no one hit killed anyone... It's like waiting for a traffic light while playing GTA...

Think of Ashes' character, and then think of the gang members in New York who don't know the sky and the earth.Parker pursed his lips helplessly... Parker can guarantee that the group of gangsters will leave and return soon.And with the gangster's arrogant personality, there is a high probability that he is looking for someone to vent his anger.It's okay to find other people, after all, it is a society ruled by law, and at most it is bullying.There are so many things like this that sometimes Parker doesn't have time to take care of them...

It's fine if it's other people, but if they get Ashes... Parker is a little worried for that group of people.Especially Hui Hui's character, even if there is no trouble from the gang members, there is no guarantee that something will happen.Thinking of this, Parker also sighed helplessly.

"If there is nothing else... I happen to be visiting someone, are you interested in going together?"

After hearing Parker's invitation, Ashes agreed without much hesitation.There is nothing to do in itself. Although I am full of curiosity about this era, it would be great if I could have a guide.

Thinking about it, Ashes agreed, and at the same time picked up the tender white branch and poured soul power into it, activating the built-in magic.Very quickly, under Parker's gaze, Ashes turned into another look.He was so ordinary that he couldn't even stir up a wave when he was thrown into the crowd... Seeing the ashes of self-consciousness in front of him, Parker shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

In fact, he just wanted to let Ashes re-disguise. After all, a medieval armor with that unique temperament is too easy to remind people of the Battle of New York.And thinking of the Battle of New York, as the most beautiful boy in the crowd, it is hard for Parker to imagine what kind of moth will appear at that time... Although it is a little simple, Ashes is not stupid...

And just as Ashes and Parker, who had already disguised themselves, walked out of the alleyway, on the other side, another scene was unfolding in Hell's Kitchen in New York.

Because the muffler was on, the muffled and mighty voice kept ringing in the dark corner. Frank's eyes were cold and he sent gang members one after another into hell.

Without the slightest hesitation, the whole person is like an emotionless killing machine.

Or, his feelings have long been buried in the cemetery along with his wife and daughter, and now he exists completely like a night walker... he doesn't even have many friends.

Click, click, the firearm in his hand heard the news that the magazine was empty.And this also made the only remaining gang member feel the dawn of hope.

"Don't, don't kill me..."

Glancing at the gang member, Frank withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, lowered his head, and said indifferently and calmly while withdrawing the empty magazine, "It seems that God doesn't want you to die." After the gang member breathed a sigh of relief, Frank continued: "Then why, my wife and daughter died?"

As he spoke, he picked up the shovel on the side, and then swung it head-on under his horrified gaze.Under the blessing of huge strength, the gangster's entire cheek was sunken.

Throwing aside the shovel with some brains on it, poured gasoline on the neatly stacked drugs, lit a cigarette, and relied on the effect of nicotine to relieve the tense spirit.He glanced at the corpses around him.Frank exhaled lightly indifferently.Then he threw the cigarette butt behind him.

"It follows that God is dead."

(End of this chapter)