Energy Controller of Meiman

Not long after, John and the others were surrounded by a large group of soldiers, probably attracted by the previous gunshot.

"Father!"

The young lady saw a middle-aged man behind the team and rushed over happily.

"Humph!"

John snorted coldly, the lightning on his body flashed, he raised his left foot and stepped hard on the ground.

"boom!"

The entire ground seemed to shake, and at the same time, the ground beneath John's feet cracked and sunk into a large pit.

Everyone was startled by this sudden situation, and the soldiers hurriedly pointed their guns at John.

Selena and Katie were also shocked. They still knew about John's strength. With his original strength, he simply couldn't do what he is doing now.

In less than a week, his strength has increased faster than riding a rocket. What did this bastard do during this time?

The two of them were shocked, and the strong man and the previous soldier were frightened.

The soldier was lucky. Although he gave John a shot and looked at John's face, which could be said to have offended John thoroughly, he still took chances.

The other soldiers behind him were not decorations. John's ability to withstand the firing of one gun did not mean that he could withstand the concentrated firing of a dozen or even dozens of guns.

With so many guns threatening him, he didn't think John would dare to do anything outrageous.

The strong man can't do it. What did he do?Although he tried to do something inappropriate for a young man to the daughter of a military boss, he failed, but the wound on his neck was still bleeding. He would be damned if the military could spare him.

The military is troublesome enough. There is another non-human being here. Whether he can survive is really a question.

John ignored everyone's thoughts. He looked at the young lady and said in a deep voice: "I didn't say I could move. Who asked you to move?"

The young lady screamed in fright and squatted on the ground holding her head.

John didn't continue to talk to her. He looked at the soldier who pointed his gun at him, and his expression became more gloomy.

"Don't point these toys at me. I will count to three and I will kill anyone who dares to point a gun at me again!"

"So, one!"

"Put down the gun!" the middle-aged man behind the soldier shouted.

"General..."

The subordinate was about to say something, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man: "I said put down the gun!"

The soldiers put down their guns now, but they still looked at John with vigilant eyes.

John looked at the middle-aged man's actions and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, then except for the bastard who fired the gun before, I will only give you a small lesson for the rest of you."

John's body flashed with lightning, and he disappeared.

When he reappeared, all the other soldiers fell to the ground and twitched, and where he was now was in front of the soldier who had shot him before.

"You, what are you going to do?"

The soldier raised his gun and pointed it at John, his voice trembling. [Zero↑Nine△小↓说△网]

"What to do? That's a good question. You shot me before. Didn't you think I couldn't do anything? I won't bully you either. I'll shoot you in the back of the head. If you don't die, I won't do it again. How about troublesome for you?" John said.

The soldier was covered in sweat and his face looked very ugly.

If you don’t bully yourself, does that count as bullying? What counts as bullying?I'm not the bastard in front of me. I can resist bullets. If I shoot myself in the back of the head, I will definitely die.

In this case, why should I let John get his wish?He shouted loudly:

"Go to hell, bastard!"

Just as the soldier was about to pull the trigger, John blocked the muzzle of the gun with his palm.

"Oh!"

The barrel of the gun exploded, and the broken barrels scattered in all directions.

John dodged the debris sideways, but the soldier in front of him was not so lucky. The guy was directly hit by the broken barrel of the gun and fell to the ground wailing.

Although John turned sideways to avoid the broken barrel of the gun, he was still having a hard time. He blocked the muzzle of the gun and suffered a violent impact. His palms lost all feeling and were trembling hidden in his sleeves.

"Damn! I'll never pretend to be a bigot again. I'll hurt others and myself!" John thought to himself.

The soldier looked very miserable, and he would probably have to spend the rest of his life in bed, so John lost the desire to continue his revenge.

"Katie, Selena, let's go."

After saying that, John was about to leave.

"Please stay!" At this time, the middle-aged man said loudly behind John.

John turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man jokingly: "What? Do you think you can keep us by yourself and the group of soldiers and crab generals on the ground?"

"That was not what I meant."

The middle-aged man walked up to John with a face full of enthusiasm: "I hope you can stay. With your ability and my influence in the military, we can cooperate..."

The middle-aged man described a very good prospect to John, which made him extremely excited.

To be honest, he didn't know anything about the situation in Canada. He was unfamiliar with the place and there were no other benefits except being able to avoid people who knew him.

Staying here is different. Being attached to the military and being able to use the military's information and resources has many more benefits than going to Canada.

And this era is not the future, so he doesn't have to worry about what the military will do to him. As long as he doesn't go to places where he can be trapped, he won't be in any serious danger. At least he can run away.

But I might not be able to take off this mask.

"Okay, but once something makes me dissatisfied, I will leave at any time, how about it?" John said.

"Okay! But you must inform me when you leave. My name is Cavill, Cavill Davis."

Cavill directly stretched out his hand.

The corner of John's eye twitched. It didn't matter that Cavill stretched out his hand, but why did he have to stretch out his left hand?If he stretches out his left hand, he should also stretch out his left hand!Don’t you know that this hand just blocked the muzzle of the gun?This person must have done it on purpose.

"My name is John, but my face cannot be disclosed for special reasons."

After saying that, John still stretched out his left hand and showed it to Cavill, preparing to wait until he finished reading before extending his right hand to shake hands with him. He shook hands with his right hand. Cavill would not say anything. At most, he thought that he Have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

As for the name, that’s even better. There are not even ten thousand but eight thousand people named John in this world. Cavill may have regarded this as his fake name. After all, his face is covered, so it’s normal to change to a fake name. John I didn't care.

Cavill really didn't care about John's name. He looked at John's unwound left hand and was very happy in his heart, and his evaluation of John was even higher.

Although there is only one word difference between the two, there is only one word difference between being shot and being shot is not a big deal, but in practical terms they are completely different. The former can be killed by a gun, while the latter is difficult to fathom.

Before John could reach out his right hand, his left hand was held tightly by Cavill, which made his whole body feel bad, his face became distorted, and his breathing became a little short.

Fortunately, there was a mask to cover it. Cavill was in a state of excitement and didn't care about John's strangeness, which made him breathe a big sigh of relief.

In this way, the three Johns stayed in the United States, and John joined the army as a mysterious person.