Marvel World Traveler

Standing in front of a very inconspicuous street thrift store, James Edwards looked around and then at someone, but there was no word "HolyShit!!" written directly on his face.

There was no way, just now the two of them were still on the roof of the building where they were arresting the suspect, uh, it should be the suspected alien.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared in front of this thrift store, and it was also a thrift store that James Edwards was familiar with.

For a black policeman with only basic beliefs, how can he remain calm with this ability that seems to only exist in comics and science fiction movies.

Well, James Edwards is actually quite calm now. At least he didn't yell or get out of control.

"Well, after you join the job, I will naturally know what I should let you know."

"Now, let's confirm the model of the gun that disappeared before."

After patting the other party's shoulder, Liu Ruian smiled and walked towards the thrift store in front of him.

It must be said that James Edwards's psychological quality is quite good for being selected to become a black super police officer.

"I said man, this is Jack's store, he sells stolen goods but he doesn't sell guns."

James Edwards came to his senses and followed as he spoke.

"is it?"

Without looking back, Liu Ruian opened the door of this inconspicuous thrift store and walked in calmly.

"welcome……"

Jack, who was inspecting his harvest and preparing to welcome a fat sheep, saw someone he didn't want to see.

"Police Edward, why is this here? I remember it was handed over to the authorities." Looking at the dirt in front of him, Jack said innocently.

It's a pity that this guy's acting skills are really low, but for an alien, the ability to play people so similar is pretty good.

Probably because he was afraid that someone would mess up, James Edwards walked to the counter a few steps ahead, picked up a gold Rolex watch and said:

"I heard that you have something more popular than the Rolex you stole."

"I also sell drugs, but I like the time when I do business here." Jack, the store owner, replied seemingly candidly.

"I mean the gun, don't be clever!" James Edwards asked seriously as he took off the gold Rolex watch in his hand.

"Please! As you can see, I only have so much goods." With a wronged expression on his face, Jack defended himself.

Looking at James Edwards who was about to say something, Liu Ruian stepped forward and patted the other person on the shoulder, smiling:

"I'll still come."

"Don't mess around, otherwise..."

Looking at someone with some trepidation, James Edwards didn't even realize that his tone was far less calm than usual.

"Okay, that guy just wanted to die, not me."

After explaining insincerely, Liu Ruian pulled James Edwards away, walked to the counter and raised his hand.

"Bang dang!!"

"Whoa!!"

As the counter glass shattered instantly, a corpse appeared in front of the three people.

"Shit!!"

Jack, the store owner, who subconsciously took a few steps away, looked at the person lying on the counter, oh no, it should be a corpse, and his expression was no longer as innocent as before.

"Show him the imported goods." Liu Ruian said with a smile, as if he had just done something trivial.

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bsp; Watching the former buyer turn into a corpse, and now he was lying in front of him.

Coupled with the weird scene of transforming into a living person, oh no, a corpse, even if Jack is an alien, he can't calm down anymore.

"I...I haven't...sold imported goods for a long time." Jack, who subconsciously regarded the yellow man in front of him as a creature of some advanced civilization, stuttered in reply.

Liu Ruian is very aware that these aliens who live in the dark side of human society are even more slippery than those black and smart gangsters.

To describe them, they could not shed tears without seeing the coffin. They smiled and said:

"It seems I have to help you recall it." Liu Ruian said with a smile.

"Hey! Don't mess around..."

Before James Edwards, who realized something was wrong, could finish his words, Liu Ruian snapped his fingers.

Almost at the same time, with a muffled sound of "Bang!", the store owner Jack's head exploded in front of James Edwards.

"Hell! Put it down."

James Edwards subconsciously wanted to touch the gun, but then he remembered that his gun had been "dismembered" by someone.

"Are you looking for this?" Liu Ruian, who suddenly had a gun in his hand, said with a smile.

"This……"

Looking at the familiar gun body, James Edwards knew that this was his gun without asking.

But before he could speak, he heard a slightly out of shape, but still familiar voice:

"Rude bastard! You remind me of some old guy!!"

Then James Edwards saw that the shop owner Jack, who had been shot in the head, actually stood up again.

There was something like a sarcoma growing on the neck where the head had been lost.

In just a few breaths, this thing was like blowing up a balloon, inflating into a head at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Do you know how painful this will be!"

"Of course I don't know, but I know that if you don't cooperate, it won't just be your head that will be blown off." Liu Ruian looked at the other person and said with a smile.

The smile was obviously very gentle and handsome, but regardless of whether it was the store owner Jack or James Edwards, they all invariably felt a chill coming straight from the heel to their foreheads.

It has to be said that in this world where aliens are everywhere, the moral integrity of aliens is not much higher than that of people on earth, and many of them are even much lower.

Faced with the strange abilities, decisive killing, and slime still remaining on his face, the shop owner Jack wisely chose to cooperate.

When the button hidden inside the counter was pressed, there was a sound similar to an old-fashioned electric bell, and the inconspicuous second-hand goods counter and the shelves on the wall all turned 180 degrees.

"Is it the one in the middle?" Liu Ruian asked, pointing to the counter in the middle.

"Yes, that's it." James Edwards nodded subconsciously, replied.

Liu Ruian, who already knew the answer, moved his hand directly, and the next moment he saw the gun originally placed on the counter appearing in his hand.

Faced with such a strange scene, James Edwards remained calm.

"Reflective carbonization energy conversion gun, that seems to be the name."

Playing with the gun in his hand, which was very... rough in workmanship and oddly shaped, Liu Ruian understood the material, structure and principles of this thing in just an instant.

Not only that, how this reflective carbonization energy conversion gun can be improved to be more powerful, consume less energy, and have a cooler shape also appeared in Liu Ruian's mind at almost the same time. (To be continued.)