Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

The black shadow shuttled through the crowd with thunder, and the two swords swung in the air to create a cold light, cutting the bullets and the enemy's body.

These soldiers have completely lost their minds. Shock, fear, and despair have distorted their faces, their eyeballs are bloodshot, and their noses are dripping without knowing it.

Some people just dropped their guns and ran away, shouting various words in their mouths: "God's punishment, devil, monster"

When Qin Shou overturned the first tank, Harold did not hesitate to get into the nearest pickup truck. He grabbed the steering wheel and was about to run away, but was shot in the head with a 50-caliber bullet.

Most of the other people who escaped were like this. Qin Shou took advantage of the gaps from time to time to put his knife into the system space, take out his gun and shoot them, and then switch back and continue to kill the surrounding soldiers.

Everything is so flowing, like art.

From the very beginning, he was not prepared to let any enemy leave this military camp alive.

But even though more people want to run, they can't move their legs. They just relied on a soldier's instinct to shoot at random places where shadows appeared or where they thought they might be threats.

Some even knelt down, kowtowed and prayed for God's forgiveness, but the next moment, Qin Shou stabbed him to end his life.

If it is an army they are facing, even if it is invincible, they will resist a few times, at least they will not completely lose their minds like this group.

But in their view, this was a divine punishment sent by God to punish their crimes, but when they thought they were facing gods, they felt completely desperate.

At the artillery position a few hundred meters away, Des lost his mind for a moment when he saw this scene. Then he became accustomed to ordering his men to shell the artillery position. Even if there were still his own people somewhere, he couldn't think about that much anymore.

However, besides killing and injuring one's own people, the bomb did not seem to have any effect, and the thunder and lightning continued to flash.

On the contrary, Qin Shou was a little annoyed by these bombs. Withdrawing the knife from the enemy's mouth, Qin Shou directly grabbed a flying mortar shell in the sky with his bare hands and threw it towards the artillery position a few hundred meters away. go back.

Note: The fuse of a mortar bomb is usually on the head and will not explode unless it hits something.

The artillery shell was curved when it came, but turned straight when it returned, flying straight towards the artillery position.

Then Qin Shou did the same thing, throwing back four mortars in a row, and the remaining three groups of mortars were all wounded while running away, and the last one was specially prepared for the commander.

However, the shell did not explode, but hit Des directly in the torso, leaving a basketball-sized hole in his body.

Even Qin Shou was a little surprised this time, because he was originally aiming at the ground under Des's feet, but his hand accidentally slipped.

A minute later, except for Qin Shou, there was no one left standing in the entire military camp.

"call."

Qin Shou let out a breath, put the knife back into the sheath, hung one on his back, and put the other back in the system space for later use.

Looking at the corpses scattered around him, Qin Shou frowned. This scene made him a little uncomfortable, but it was more because of those who were not dead.

That's right, although Qin Shou is the only one who can stand now, there are still some people lingering in the barracks and artillery positions.

Qin Shou took off his mask, took out a cigar and lit it, looked around, his gaze stayed on the warehouse in the distance for a moment.

Then he came to a pickup truck that was still intact, pulled out the headshot body from the driver's seat, and drove the car to the front of the warehouse.

The warehouse is a masonry structure with a large area, all of which are on the ground. In addition to firearms and ammunition, there are many other materials, such as food, medicine and oil, and several trucks for transportation.

Although Qin Shou asked tiǎntiǎn for help, he didn't know what to add. After all, these things were of little use to him.

Although it is certain that there must be a place for them to store their funds in this military camp, Qin Shou is really too lazy to look for it everywhere, not to mention that the money may not be able to be spent in the United States.

At this time, Qin Shou was suddenly surprised to see a row of familiar square characters: "I'll go, instant noodles."

There are more than twenty boxes of instant noodles, neatly stacked in an open space, and they are all from Master Kong, with several flavors.

"I didn't expect Master Kong's business to be so extensive, tsk tsk tsk." Qin Shou smacked his lips without sighing, but then he thought, if he doesn't sell to a market as big as the United States and sells to Afghanistan, he must have lost his mind.

Qin Shou was so embarrassed that he kept thinking about this, but he couldn't buy it. Although I was complaining in my heart, I still honestly threw a box into the system space.

After continuing to look around and finding nothing worth taking, Qin Shou got down to business.

When I came to the place where the oil was stored, I loaded the barrels of oil into the truck not far away. When they were full, I poked a hole in the oil barrel at the rear of the truck to keep the oil.

He went to the driver's compartment and started the truck, then drove it around the camp, putting down one or two oil barrels from time to time.

In this way, I drove the truck back and forth twice, and didn't stop until the oil drums were placed all over the camp.

Outside the barracks, Qin Shou took one last puff of his cigar, then threw it on the grease stains under his feet

The flames ignited instantly and spread rapidly towards the military camp.

It didn't take long before there was an explosion roar in the barracks, followed by one after another, countless huge fireballs burst out one after another, and the flames were monstrous.

There was a roar of jet engines in the distance. Qin Shou stretched out his hand and grabbed the big black one that came to pick him up. He hung it under it, unfolded it in drone mode while taking off, and finally put it on.

He flew towards the distant sky without looking back. In fact, he really wanted to look back, but as the saying goes, a real man never looks back at the explosion, so he held back.

Anyway, there was still time, so Qin Shou did not go back to the United States directly. Instead, he asked Stark for information on the next warlord and continued with the second goal.

Since the warlord's crimes were less this time, Qin Shou did not kill him quickly. He just blew up the warlord's arsenal. Afterwards, Stark would pay a sum of money to the other party's account as compensation.

So what if the other party doesn't have a bank account? It's none of Qin Shou's business. You can't let me advance money. I don't have that much money if you sell me.

Counting these two, Qin Shou eliminated the illegal weapons of three warlords in two days, killing two of them.

And this directly caused Qin Shou to be late on Monday and listless.

Compared with most schools in the United States, Midtown High School has a very low tolerance rate for students being late, especially the third-year students.

"Qin, what on earth have you been doing? Why are you here so late? The first class is almost over now. Do you think that your grades are already very good and you don't need to pay attention to the class, so you just indulge yourself?"

"How can I, Teacher Qiao, I just accidentally got up late," Qin Shou said cautiously, lowering his head.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel helpless. He couldn't tell Teacher Qiao that he went to the Middle East to kill several warlords over the weekend. As a result, he didn't calculate the time difference. He just flew back to the United States twenty minutes ago, and he saved someone on the road on the way there. I gave birth to a child and ended up being peed on

To be continued