The Super God Journey of American Comics

At two o'clock in the morning, more than a dozen black figures appeared in the shadows near Allen Manor.

One of the black figures whispered: "Everyone, be careful! Retreat after you get the things! Try not to disturb the owner inside. This is not Europe. The noise is too big and it will not be easy to end!"

"They are all ordinary people. What's there to be afraid of? At worst, it would be nice to make him one of our own!" Another tall figure said nonchalantly.

"Eric! It's best not to cause trouble! The master here is very influential in the human world, and even our master doesn't want to offend us too much. Otherwise, do we still need to take action? Idiot! If there is a problem, you go and explain it to the master!"

"Okay! Okay! Don't always use the master to pressure me! I won't accept this!"

"Act!" the leading shadow ordered. A dozen shadows disappeared into the night.

Alan, who was sleeping, felt someone pushing his shoulder and opened his eyes in confusion. It turned out to be Jason, the mercenary leader. At this time, he was fully armed and looked on guard. The two men were also dressed in the same way. Leo was guarding the window and Wolfe was guarding the door. There were no lights on in the room, only the faint moonlight came in through the window. Seeing Allen wake up, Jason put his index finger to his mouth and whispered: "BOSS, don't talk! There are people outside who want to invade secretly, and I smell the scent of more than ten people! We'd better evacuate here!"

Jason and his team are now Allen's bodyguards and personal thugs. They have all been injected with genetic medicine. According to their thinking, they should not be afraid of these ten enemies. But now that the BOSS is around, we need to ensure the safety of the BOSS, so retreating is a good choice. The first priority of a bodyguard is to protect the BOSS, and there is no need to consider anything else.

Allen sat up from the bed, now awake. This was the first time he encountered an attack in the Marvel world, and he felt a little nervous but also a little excited. My superpowers can finally come in handy. At that moment, he put on his shoes, stood up, and scanned the villa telepathically. Then I was stunned, why was it blank again.

He believed in Jason. These people have all been transplanted with Wolverine genes, and their sense of smell is as sensitive as that of wolves, making it impossible to mistake them. Immediately scanned again with a fluoroscopy eye, and now I could see clearly. There are a total of thirteen enemies, all in suits and ties, but each one can reach out quickly and leap like flying. Although they are dressed like humans, the sharp tiger teeth in their mouths indicate that they are not human beings, but famous vampires.

Allen was a little strange. He had never dealt with these magical creatures. Although he had occasionally seen them when scanning New York with his clairvoyance eyes, he had no interaction with them. It's very strange to cause trouble for yourself today. Telepathy cannot be used. It should be due to their special physique. Now I don't know why they are looking for me, so I will wait and see what happens.

I don't mind playing with them. It's just a good time to test the level of your own fighting ability. My broadsword is already thirsty.

"It's okay! Just wait here for them to come! I want to see who is so bold and dares to cause trouble for me!" Allen pulled out a Colt 1911 from Jason's waist. He didn't bother to change his pajamas. He was in the bedroom. Find a sofa in the suite and sit down. Jason didn't say much and stood behind Allen with a gun in hand. He knew the BOSS's skills. He occasionally sparred with them, but they had never won 10 versus 1. There is no need to worry about a few blind thieves. The previous actions mainly showed his attitude of being a subordinate, which was due to his many years of mercenary experience. If you offend the boss who hired you, you will be tricked to death on the battlefield!

The vampires moved very quickly. Allen saw the two guys going to the security room. Seeing no one inside, knowing that they were exposed, he immediately destroyed the surveillance and surrounded Allen's bedroom. Leo, who was on guard by the window, was the first to be attacked. As soon as he sensed something, he raised his gun and prepared to shoot. The window suddenly shattered and a black figure rushed toward him quickly. Leo didn't have time to shoot, so he rolled on the spot to avoid the attack, and was shot twice in the head by another guy who rushed in, knocking him to the ground.

Wolfe at the door was distracted by the attack on the window, and the door was knocked open by something. A black figure rushed in along the opened door, and fired several shots at Wolfe, killing him. fall.

Jason, who was standing next to Allen, didn't expect the enemy to be so skilled. He reacted, dodged and shot several black figures, but was attacked by several enemies and fell to the ground instantly. The enemy seemed to know that Allen was sitting on the sofa, but pointed the gun at him without shooting. You must know that shooting a super-rich American will have a huge impact and it will not end well when the time comes. Seeing Allen, he didn't resist or embarrass him.

The light in the room was turned on. The enemy's figure was revealed, a circle of pale vampires in suits, holding long and short firearms, looking at Allen with arrogance.

Allen found two vampires who had been shot by Jason. Except for a little blood on their clothes, there was nothing wrong with them. In these few seconds, even the bullets were almost squeezed out. What a terrifying recovery speed, no worse than Wolverine's.

A handsome middle-aged white man walked up to Allen, reached out and took the 1911 in Allen's hand with the safety still on, and handed it to the younger brother beside him. Then he took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one, and handed it to Alan: "Mr. Alan Hart! I'm sorry to disturb your rest late at night. I hope you don't mind!"

Allen had no expression on his face, looked around, reached out to take the cigarette, and held it in his mouth. The middle-aged vampire was kind enough to light it for him. Allen took a puff and spit out a circle. Um! Pretty good: "Thank you! This cigarette is good~! Let's smoke one together when we have time!"

"As long as you don't mind a rich man like you! I'd be happy to make friends with someone like you!" The middle-aged vampire nodded kindly, not at all like the demon who just broke in and killed without blinking an eye. The vampires around were a little surprised. Ordinary people would be scared to death when encountering this kind of situation. This guy also wanted to smoke with the enemy who had just shot his bodyguard. His calmness was really extraordinary.

"Stop talking nonsense! Where is the pendant from last night! Hand it over and we will spare your life!" Another large vampire standing behind the middle-aged vampire became a little impatient, stared at Allen, and shouted viciously.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged vampire turned around and glared at the big man. Then he said to Allen: "Please forgive me, Mr. Allen Hart! My men have a bad temper! We are here to get back the property that should belong to us, and I hope you can cooperate. This will be very important to you and us." Hello everyone, what do you think?"

It turned out to be for the pendant, Allen understood. This thing is very useful to vampires. They sent people overnight to snatch it. It seemed that they were in a hurry.

After taking a leisurely puff of cigarette, Allen nodded and said, "So that's it! Now! It's right there! Do you need me to take it out for you?" He motioned to the bedside table with his chin.

A nearest vampire walked over with a discerning eye, opened the drawer, and found the bronze box inside. Take it out and hand it to the middle-aged vampire. He opened the bronze box, checked it, and nodded to Allen: "Mr. Allen Hart, thank you for your cooperation! Then we won't disturb your rest. Goodbye!" After that, he turned and walked out the door. .

The vampires didn't take Allen seriously and filed away together.

"Wait!" Allen's voice came.

"Is there anything else?" The vampires turned around and looked at Allen strangely.

"The things were taken away. They belong to you. I don't care. But you broke a lot of things today. Isn't it justified if you don't pay some compensation?" Allen said a little unhappily.

"Boy! Don't be shameless! We just don't want to cause trouble, we are not afraid of trouble!" the big man shouted angrily.

"Oh? What suggestions does Mr. Alan Hart have?" The middle-aged vampire showed an interested expression.

"Let me think about it!" Allen touched his chin with his hand. "I think this guy is a bit unpleasant. How about keeping him?" Allen pointed at the big guy with the finger holding the cigarette. That expression was like choosing to eat this dish tonight, without taking these vampires seriously.

"Boy, I've long disliked your pretty face. I'm not afraid of any big human figures." Before the middle-aged vampire could say anything, the big man's anger welled up. He raised the pistol in his hand and shot Allen in the leg. One shot.

The middle-aged vampire was about to stop the big man and ask him not to kill people, but he saw a shocking scene. The bullet stopped in the air half a foot in front of Allen, and Allen looked at them with a smile.

"You are a mutant!" the middle-aged vampire shouted in horror. "Fire!" When the gunfire rang out, he turned around, rushed out of the bedroom, and ran quickly outside the manor. Before he could run ten meters away, a strong purple light came from behind, burning his back even from a distance. Screaming, he immediately turned behind a pillar, and the purple light disappeared after two seconds. There was silence behind him, and he knew which of his men were finished. He quickly transformed into a bat and rushed out of the manor.

When the room became quiet, Allen stood up from the sofa, pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, and began to change out of his pajamas. Those vampires had long since turned into ashes, and their guns fell to the ground.

"Okay! Jason, get up! Don't pretend to be dead! You guys clean up your house, and I'll go see where that little bat took my things?" Allen said to the three people lying on the ground.

"BOSS! Who are they? Why don't they look like humans?" The three of them got up. Dusting off the dust on his body, he asked a little strangely. They all saw that the enemy turned into gray after the purple light, which was a little strange.

"It's just a vampire! Don't worry! I'll go take a look!" Allen waved his hand nonchalantly, changed his clothes, and opened a blue portal with his hand. A huge bat-like figure in the sky could be seen on the opposite side of the portal, running away in panic.

Allen walked in and the portal closed. Allen looked around, but there was no one there. Look in the direction the vampire is escaping. His body shook, and two feathered wings suddenly burst through his clothes and grew out. His wings flapped twice, his legs kicked off, and he chased towards the sky!

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Little bat! You want to escape from my hands, have you asked me?