Marvel's Cultivator

The ninjas were staring at the empty display window with darts in their hands, trying to prepare for their attack. Suddenly, there was a clanging sound inside, and a tall black shadow suddenly jumped out along with a powerful roar.

Swish, brush, brush! Densely packed darts came toward the black shadow with a continuous sound of piercing the air. With a clanging sound, the black shadow fell to the ground with dozens of darts, and fell into pieces in an instant.

Gulu gulu... The cracked black shadow rolled like a ball into the light under the gaze of more than a dozen pairs of red eyes. The silver-white iron helmet reflected the dazzling white light under the street lamp.

Before the ninjas could react, another black shadow had already taken advantage of this opportunity to jump out of the window. Thor was seen wearing a bucket helmet and a purple felt cloth on his body. He was holding the 17th century lamp in his right hand. The street light rushed towards the nearest ninja.

The ninja was just about to throw a dart, but Thor's hidden right hand moved a step faster and threw a black iron pot with his backhand, which hit the ninja's head with a clang and bounced back.

"Watch the move!" Thor stepped forward, grasped the street lamp with both hands and slammed the iron pot that bounced out, knocking down another ninja on the left.

Phew! Before he could hit the second blow, a burst of darts had already enveloped him. Thor bowed slightly and his free right hand was wrapped in felt cloth. He rolled it up, unloading the darts from all directions, and the metal iron darts fell with a clanking sound. All over the place.

? ? The ninjas were also stunned, looked at each other, and all of them took out all kinds of strange weapons, such as nunchucks, iron forks, double knives, long sticks and other things, and rushed forward.

The field of vision in the bucket helmet was limited, and Thor knew this very well. He never stopped for a moment, waving the street lamp weighing thirty or forty pounds in his hand, and smashed it at a ninja who was stunned by the iron pot.

The ninja just came back to his senses. The huge street lamp head had been smashed down on his head. He only had time to raise his arms to resist. With a pop, he was smashed into dust on the spot. The red clothes on his body also disappeared with the annihilation of his body. All this was seen by the young man across the street.

Today was a bad day for him. He had only been killing people in games since he was so old. Now a scene like arcade Kombat was playing in front of his eyes. When the ninja turned around and went back to attack, he I just tried to find a way to climb onto the nearby trash can to stand up on my limp legs.

Dang Dang Dang Bang! ! Although those ninjas were not afraid of pain, they were obviously not flexible enough and seemed a bit dull in front of Thor. They were unable to suppress the aggressive Thor for a while.

As the prince of Asgard, the current Thor may not be qualified as the heir to the throne, but he is qualified as a powerful warrior. Even if he is deprived of his divine power, hundreds of years of fighting on the battlefield have given him combat experience. It also makes his combat prowess stand out among the mortals.

Thor's pace is always changing to ensure that he faces the fewest enemies, and some ninjas armed with short-term weapons are obviously unable to resist Thor who is holding a street lamp weighing dozens of kilograms. Only by parrying several weapons together can they withstand Thor's attack. Swing.

boom! The young man had just climbed two steps, and a samurai sword was inserted into the door half a meter in front of him with a whirring sound. He could even see the reflection on the blade. A ninja was knocked away by Thor and hit hard. The ground hit the wall and turned into a pile of ashes before the young man's eyes.

"Hmm...?!" In the overturned car, the unconscious Jimmy Wu finally woke up. Listening to the sounds of fighting coming from outside the car and Saul's occasional roars, he endured the pain and stretched out his arms. He took out a cloth bag in the direction of his memory, then pulled out a tactical flashlight and turned it on. He then reached out and twisted the rearview mirror that was still hanging stubbornly, and used the light to shine on his face, and began to check his whole body.

Fortunately, it was just a little scratched, and there were no major problems with his whole body. He half-propped his body, brushed the glass fragments around his body, gritted his teeth and crawled out from the front windshield. He took out the mobile phone on his waist and gave a brief report to the superiors. situation.

"You know how powerful I am!" Solger used his long stick to backhand another ninja to death, shouting happily in the flying dust. This can also be regarded as a way to encourage himself on the battlefield. If he stops, he will be so tired. It just came up.

"It's unbelievable! It's like the God of Thunder descended to earth." Looking at Thor who was killing everyone, Jimmy Wu exclaimed in a low voice with half of his head exposed behind the window. He didn't even think about standing idly by and pulled out the magazine of his pistol. , checked it by the light of the street lamp, then inserted the magazine, loaded the gun neatly, and took aim.

Bang bang bang! Thor was fighting hard when he heard a few gunshots. The movements of the ninjas on the left and right suddenly stopped. Thor immediately knew that Jimmy Wu was helping him. He raised his hand to block the incoming long knife and raised his hand. He kicked the ninja away and turned to look at the window.

Only half of Jimmy Wu's body was exposed in the window, holding a dark pistol in his hand, and a slight white smoke was still lingering in the barrel of the gun.

But obviously a pistol can't change anything. It's dark and the lighting isn't very good. Jimmy Wu's marksmanship is naturally pretty good, but in this environment, if you want to hit those nimble ninjas, luck still plays a major role. .

But he can only use the pistol to support Thor. It is better not to cause trouble with close combat skills. Whether he can defeat the security guard at the mall entrance is still a question.

Bang bang! Ding dong bang! The sound of gunshots and the sound of swords intertwined, performing a symphony of fire and swords on the street at night, but the residents and businesses on this street probably couldn't appreciate it.

Bang! ! ! Thor grasped the street lamp with both hands and swung it with all his strength, denting the chest of the last ninja and turning it into ashes in the night wind.

Boom! After finishing off the last ninja, Thor smashed the street lamp on the ground, gasped and looked at the messy street, and showed a triumphant smile. If it had been a little longer, he might not have the strength, and he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic. Oneself with divine power.

Jimmy Wu also heaved a sigh of relief and put away his pistol, crossed the window and walked to Saul: "You are really strong!"

"Of course, I am Thor, the God of Thunder, son of Odin." Thor said proudly with a smile.

"It should be over, right?" Jimmy Wu looked around and was just thinking about how to write a report tomorrow. Suddenly, the darkness around him was filled with dense red eyes. There were twice as many ninjas as before, swarming in from all directions. Come out and surround the two of them.

"It's my fault, I'm a crow's mouth." Jimmy Wu and Saul were back to back, reaching for the pistol at his waist. He only had the last magazine left.

"It's such a disgusting feeling." Thor gasped and said in annoyance as he looked at the ninjas gathered in a circle. Bad memories from a few days ago came to mind. At that time, he was also surrounded in Gaixin, but this time probably no one came. Save yourself.

Father, I really tried my best. Thor closed his eyes and prepared for a deadly battle. Suddenly, the sound that seemed to be whining became clearer.

"Lie down!" A powerful and magnetic male voice sounded. Jimmy Wu subconsciously turned around and hugged Saul and quickly lay on the ground.

Buzz—! Whoosh whoosh! A piercing scream and violent wind waves swept over the head, and a Gatling gun was pouring out firepower crazily. Before the ninja could resist, he was wiped out by the dense storm of bullets.

"Well done."

Wuwuwu~ The sound gradually died down. The two stood up and took a look. White smoke was coming from the muzzle of a six-barreled Gatling machine gun. Standing next to them was a muscular man wearing a skull-patterned shirt and a motorcycle leather jacket. Han, just standing there can give people a powerful deterrent.