Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

In the parking lot next to a hotel.

"Now they must have recognized this car through the traffic system." Qin Shou said and took out the travel bag from the trunk.

"Welcome to experience the life of a fugitive." Jim Carrey still looked careless and followed Qin Shou around the parking lot.

"I'll be relieved when I send you in." Qin Shou complained, "Now I have to find another car, an old model, the one without an alarm." He couldn't help sighing in his heart. He never thought that one day he would steal a car.

"This one is nice."

Qin Shou came to a Mercedes-Benz. It was a classic car from the s that looked square and square. It met his requirements in every aspect.

"Do you need me to show off my car-stealing skills?" Jim Carrey said before.

"No, I don't want to break the car window. It will be very uncomfortable to be blown by the wind all the way, and it is not soundproof."

"Okay, but you don't look like a lockpicking tool at all. As far as I know, low-damage and high-efficiency lockpicking is definitely an art."

Qin Shou thought for a while and took out an AR rifle from his travel bag.

Jim Carrey was surprised when he saw this: "With all due respect, you might as well just smash the car window like this. You are sure that shooting here will not disturb the nearby residents."

Qin Shou rolled his eyes at him and said nothing. He opened the handle base of the AR, took out the disassembly and maintenance tools inside, looked at Jim Carrey and asked, "What did you just say?"

"It's okay."

"very good."

Qin Shou nodded, picked a suitable size from these small tools, and inserted it into the keychain of the Mercedes-Benz.

With his powerful auditory perception, he could see the internal structure of the lock at a glance, and with the assistance of zhenqi, he opened the door in a few seconds.

Throwing the travel bag into the trunk, Qin Shou deliberately memorized the license plate number in front of the car so that he could give the car owner a sum of money as compensation later.

"It's really interesting that a dignified bodyguard actually drove a broken car and ran away with an international killer." Jim Carrey smiled, then opened the storage box, took out a wine bottle from inside, opened it and took a sip. Said: "Oh ho, unexpected bonus, what kind of driver do you think would put a big pot of low-quality whiskey in the car? Do you want a sip?"

Qin Shou looked at him and shook his head: "First, although this is a classic car, it is definitely not a broken car. Second, don't drink while driving. Third, wear your seat belt."

"Okay." Jim Carrey shrugged: "For a boring person like you, no woman will look at you."

"I'm sorry, my love is very beautiful." Qin Shou paused and said: "Actually, I am very curious, how could you, as a world-class elite killer, fall into the hands of Interpol?"

"Because of love, baby, it's that simple." Jim Carrey continued, taking a sip of wine, "I had a business in Geneva, and I killed a guy who laundered money that shouldn't be laundered. Got into a car accident and was seriously injured.

So that bastard in Geneva saved his life, and I quickly returned to Mexico City and went straight to the hospital. When I entered Sonia's ward, I found more than twenty police officers waiting for me.

Hahahaha~ This is the consequence of being trapped by love. As the saying goes, a hero is sad when a beauty passes. "

"It seems that your love is really bumpy, but I generally like to nip danger in the cradle, whether it's going out to do missions or protect my family, I like to prepare everything in advance, so that even if the accident comes Still face it calmly.”

"Bryce, nothing is always ready in this life. Life will always teach you bloody lessons. You know, when you are injured, all you need is a Band-Aid and then go on to fight."

"This sounds really philosophical. Have you ever tried to write it down, like a limerick or something?"

Jim Carrey just smiled and didn't answer

The buildings outside the car window gradually disappeared and turned into woods. Qin Shou drove the car to the forest path, and Jim Carrey fell asleep under the influence of alcohol.

A few hours later, he suddenly woke up from his dream. He looked around with confusion and vigilance in his eyes. It wasn't until he saw Qin Shou that he relaxed and asked, "Where are we now?"

"Take a detour and head west."

Jim Carrey frowned: "Driving west is the wrong direction."

"Thank you for the reminder." Qin Shou paused, and said, "They are just waiting for us to go the right way."

"Okay what are you eating"

"Chocolate." Qin Shou chewed and said, "I left a copy for you when you were playing the international level next to you."

"Thanks, but I want to pee more now."

"Use the jug, time is too tight to rest."

Jim Carrey took the wine bottle in his hand and looked at it: "Hey, you may be able to use this thing, but while I am on the run with you, I will not let go of a drop of the wine in it. "

"You can drink it all in one gulp and then try to align it with the horse's eye. It's time to test your shooting skills."

Jim Carrey was stunned: "If you are serious about getting this smell on the floor, it will probably follow us all the way."

Cursing in a low voice, Qin Shou pulled over and stopped the car and said, "Hurry up."

"It depends on whether it agrees or not."

Jim Carrey said as he got off the car and walked to the woods beside the road. After a while, Qin Shou was almost impatient to see him come back.

"Brother, are your ia steel bars?" Qin Shou couldn't help complaining.

"That's what happens after drinking, there's nothing you can do about it"

Da da da

As he spoke, he opened the car door and got out of the car. At this moment, a burst of gunfire suddenly sounded in the distance, and a string of bullets hit the rear of the car with a stream of bullets.

Without further ado, Qin Shou drew out his gun and got out of the car, and squatted down at the front of the car. Jim Carrey also reacted more quickly.

"Give me a gun." Jim Carrey shouted, his previous gun was thrown away by Qin Shou.

"I'll take care of it." Qin Shou said and looked up, and immediately a string of bullets came: "There is more than one person."

"Ha, the reasoning is perfect, Mr. Detective." Jim Carrey said, pulling out a pistol from his clothes.

"Fuck, when did you"

"Don't talk about it yet. If you don't have any plans, why don't you stop me." Jim Carrey continued: "You go and divert their firepower, and I'll observe."

"No need." Qin Shou held him down and said, "Three musketeers lined up in a row. The firepower was very fierce. Some used tracer incendiary bombs."

Just as he was talking, the ground at the rear of the car suddenly burst into flames.

"The fuel tank was punctured and the fuel on the ground ignited. The car won't last long. I'll count to three. You start at one o'clock. I'll be responsible for eleven o'clock. Let's see who gets to twelve o'clock first."

"no problem."

"Are you ready? I'll start counting, one." As soon as he shouted one, Qin Shou reached out and fired three shots, hitting the heads of all three gunmen.

The two stood up, and Jim Carrey looked at Qin Shou and said, "Didn't you say you counted to three, you fired too early."

"That's right, get ahead of them." Qin Shou said nonchalantly, but it felt really good, and it was a sigh of relief.

嘭

Suddenly, the fuel tank of the car finally reached the ignition point under the high-temperature roasting, and oxygen entered the confined space again, and it exploded immediately.

Qin Shou immediately fell to the ground backwards, while Jim Carrey was knocked down by the air wave because he did not react in time.

Although the postures look similar, the strength embodied is completely different.

To be continued