Meiman's Immortal Body

When the knife fell, King Stan did not feel any pain. He opened his eyes curiously, and then moved his arm away.

The first thing he saw was the kitchen knife on his arm. It had been embedded in the skin, but no blood was flowing out.

When King Stan saw this scene, his eyes became brighter and brighter. Just when he was about to pull out the kitchen knife, the landlord suddenly shouted: Monster, you are a monster, please let me go, I didn't mean it, please.

King Stan pulled out the kitchen knife, then looked at the landlady who had knelt down, and said calmly: Just pretend you didn't see anything, do you understand?

The landlady nodded quickly, and then heard King Stan say: If you tell anyone, haha, I will twist your head off. Of course, this is all a lie. How could he, a timid salted fish, kill someone?

I, I understand, I won’t tell the landlady, she said with runny nose and tears.

King Stan took away the kitchen knife and gave the landlady another look before leaving.After he went out, his breathing immediately became rapid, and then he patted his chest and murmured: Damn it, I almost couldn't hold on anymore.Hey hey hey

He looked at the healed wound on his arm, and his smile immediately became full of meaning. Is this the welfare of my time traveler? Hahaha.

King Stan walked back to his room with excitement, and at the landlady's place, she tremblingly picked up the phone and dialed 911.

Hey, is this the police station? I have a monster here. You guys, come and catch him. He just threatened me with a knife. It's so scary. Hey hey.

After the landlady finished speaking, the other end of the phone was silent for a while and responded: Madam, please calm down. We will dispatch the police immediately. Please cooperate with the criminal's request and do not act recklessly.

Okay, I understand, I live in xxx apartment, come here quickly.

After the call ended, the male police officer who had just spoken to the landlady shouted to the other police officers: Traces of suspected superpowers were found in apartment xxx. Now we are going to arrest him. Remember, pay attention to safety.

After hearing his words, the other police officers' eyes flashed brightly and they quickly responded: Yes.

Just as a group of police officers were preparing to set off, in the corner, a young policeman whispered into a mobile phone: Found a person with super powers, in xx apartment, headquarter, go and arrest him

The person on the other side of the phone responded: Got it, long live Hydra.

The eyes of the policeman in front of him flashed with excitement, and he also responded: Long live Hydra

The vision turned to King Stan, who was having a great time, oh shit, bullshit, is this my ability? Is this a mutant ability, like Wolverine, but I haven't heard of it in this world. Mutants.

He took a kitchen knife and made various cuts on his body, but the wounds healed in the blink of an eye, and there was no pain or bleeding.

Moreover, he chopped his arm hard just now. The arm was not cut off, but only a shallow cut appeared, and it healed in the blink of an eye.

As for whether there are mutants in this world, King Stan seems to think from the memory of the original owner that there are not, only some superpowers.

King Stan is now only wearing a pair of shorts. This body is very mediocre, with no muscles and no fat. To put it simply, he is not fat, not thin, and not strong.

He looked at his shorts, and then his eyes slowly lit up. He should be able to recover there, or give it a try hehehe.

Well, after a while, King Stan lifted up his shorts and murmured excitedly: This ability is awesome, haha.

He was happily wearing his clothes. He had taken off his clothes when he was testing his abilities, so now he was only wearing a pair of shorts.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. King Stan was wearing jeans and shouted: Who is it?

The person outside the door did not respond to him, but knocked on the door quickly. After King Stan put on his jeans, he walked towards the door and said: It's coming, it's coming, knock slowly, don't knock the door.

When he just walked to the door, suddenly, the door was knocked open, and King Stan was pressed to the ground by the door.

No target found. Requesting instructions from headquarters.

One of the special forces who entered the door first pointed at the rental house with a rifle and said.

At this time, he suddenly felt someone grabbing his leg. The special soldier was so shocked that he quickly shot down.

When King Stan heard the gunfire, he screamed out in fright: "Don't, don't shoot, we are on our own."

The special soldier heard the sound coming from under his feet. He jumped a step aside and then opened the door aside.

King Stan was startled when he saw the special forces. He completely ignored the bullet hole on his head and just said tremblingly: Well, brother policeman, what's the matter with you?

The special forces soldier saw that the bullet hole on King Stan's head healed instantly and ejected the bullet. He was so shocked that he pointed his gun at King Stan and even stammered when he spoke:

First, sir, you, don't move or I'll shoot

King Stan put his hands on his head very cooperatively and responded: Okay, I won't move, be careful, don't go off the rails.

The special forces had no chance for him and said into the walkie-talkie: If you find a criminal, if you find a criminal, please come to me quickly.

"Received, received, must stabilize the criminal, pay attention to safety," the other side of the intercom responded.

After hearing what the special forces said, King Stan took a step forward and said: What have I done, police officer, why do you want to arrest me?

When the special forces saw King Stan's actions, they were so frightened that they immediately pulled the trigger.

Click, click, click, as the blue light flashed, King Stan was directly hit by a bunch of bullets, and his clothes began to fall into pieces.

King Stan looked at his torn clothes, patted his head helplessly and said: Officer, can you calm down, I am a good citizen.

In fact, in the eyes of the special forces, the young Asian man in front of him showed a devilish smile to himself. The wounds on his body had healed in an instant, and the bullets were squeezed to the ground one by one, and he said lightly: Officer, you have to calm down, otherwise I will treat you like food, haha.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and it sounded like there were a lot of people.After King Stan heard these footsteps, he stepped forward and patted the special forces soldier on the shoulder and said: Brother, don't misfire next time, it will kill someone. Goodbye.

After he finished speaking, he jumped out of the window, and the broken glass splashed around. The special soldier was holding a gun in a daze. He only came back to his senses after other special forces came up.

Where are the criminals? A special soldier who came up asked.

The dazed special soldier pointed at the broken window, and then sat on the ground. After all, this was the first time he had seen such a thing. New York is still very peaceful now, and this kind of thing is not very common.

The vision turned to King Stan. He calmly patted the glass shards on his body, and then started running under the shocked eyes of passers-by.

As for why I was shocked on the way, it was the sixth floor. Nothing happened when I jumped from the sixth floor. This is not scary at all.

Slowly, King Stan ran to a place with few people. He looked around and found that he was not being caught up.He wanted to breathe heavily, because after running for a long time, it was normal to breathe heavily.

But after panting for a long time, he found that he was not tired at all, and no negative state appeared on him at all.

King Stan looked at his hands and muttered: Damn it, Labor is really invincible, I don’t know if he can withstand the purple sweet potato monster’s attack.

He took out his phone and checked the time. It was already past six o'clock and it would be dark soon.

King Stan touched his belly. Although he was not hungry, he felt in his heart that it was time to eat.

He started jogging until he reached a small town.

Skrein Town, a good name, King Stan walked into a burger shop and ordered a bunch of food.

After all, he couldn't feel hungry, and he certainly couldn't feel full, but he certainly had a sense of taste.

In the shocked eyes of other diners, King Stan destroyed all the food.

He sucked on his finger, then walked to the boss, and when he was about to pay, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the TV above:

Citizens, please be aware that there is a criminal fleeing at this time. This criminal is very rampant and cruel. If you find out, please call the police immediately or control him. You must pay attention to your own safety.

It also comes with King Stan's ID card, which was collected by the landlord's aunt. It is said that she was afraid that he would default on the rent and run away.

After seeing what was on TV, the surrounding diners were about to discuss it when they suddenly realized that the big eater just now seemed a bit like the wanted criminal.

Everyone stared at King Stan, and King Stan touched his pocket awkwardly at this time. The one hundred dollars was lost when he ran away. He coughed lightly and said to the boss: Well, boss, I forgot to bring the money. , how about I help you wash the dishes?

The burger shop owner looked at King Stan nervously, then raised his double-barreled shotgun and said loudly: Don't move, you dirty yellow-skinned monkey.

After hearing this, King Stan's expression slowly turned cold. You can scold me, but you can't be racist.

The surrounding diners also called the police. After all, the news said that this Asian man was a vicious criminal.

After receiving the information, the police quickly dispatched support.

Just when King Stan was about to educate the burger shop owner, his head was suddenly covered. Although he had strong recovery ability, his strength had not increased and he had no special abilities.

When he resisted, he heard a woman's voice coming from outside: Haha, boss, we are mercenaries, specializing in catching such criminals.Then hand it over to the police. Leave this person to us.

When the burger shop owner saw the three people in front of him, he smiled and put down his gun and said: "Okay, pretty girl, why don't you leave your contact information?"

The beauty smiled faintly, ignored him, gave the strong man holding King Stan a look, and then left.

The vision shifted to a mysterious base. A black man wearing a windbreaker and an eyepatch was looking at the photo of King Stan and said to himself: Self-recovery, hehe, not a bad ability.

Standing beside him was a very cold-looking man holding a bow and carrying a barrel of arrows behind his back.

End of this chapter

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