Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

Okay, they are both on the same team anyway. .shung

But if it was Billy who instigated it, today this matter might still only be at the level of school bullying.

"Are you sure it's George?" Song Fang narrowed his eyes, "He doesn't know me, so why did he use my grandmother to blackmail me?"

"It's true! I swear!"

a shouted loudly, very worried that Song Fang would use the blue ball to make a hole in his stomach, or simply use the ball to replace his head, "Mr. Stan posted the news on the Internet, as long as he can find the attack on campus The person who protects him can get a reward of 20 US dollars! As for the protector himself, he can also get a reward of US dollars! They think this is a good opportunity to make money, and they want to keep it all.

"But they were worried that real heroes would expose them, so they sent us here to hold you back. We were just following orders. This was all George's idea and it has nothing to do with us!"

Song Fang understood: "That's it. In other words, he ran to tell Stan that it was his nephew Billy who saved people, so that the two of them could get a total of 25 US dollars?"

25 US dollars, which is equivalent to at least million soft girl coins, is indeed not a small number.

However, it is still not enough to buy a house in Beijing.

So what's the point?

Song Fang spread his hands in his heart. "But how do you know it must be me? What if you get the wrong person? Then you will be here having a lively fight with me, but the real person has gone to the scene. Wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"It's unmistakable." A said, "Billy...he said he saw it, and it was you who was right."

Song Fang recalled it.

Well, that's right, Billy was in a pretty forward position when the school gymnasium was attacked.

But not only was he not killed by the explosion, it seemed that his skin was not even scratched. His luck was not that good.

"Um... Mr. Little Iron Man, don't you want to go to the scene?" A asked cautiously, "Billy clearly occupies your position. The money should also be yours. You still have time to go now."

Then just think of our brothers as farts... Mommy is still waiting for me to come home for dinner...

Masked Man A, who did not continue to mask himself, prayed in his heart.

"Okay, how about you introduce me?" Song Fang smiled half-heartedly, "The 50,000 yuan rewarded as an informant will go into your pocket?"

a: Uh...that sounds good, right?

Fifty thousand yuan! With this fifty thousand yuan, Cuihua next door, no, Mary will definitely agree to date me.

"Come on, you think I'm really going to join in the fun." Song Fang chuckled, breaking A's beautiful fantasy, "Isn't there some kind of "Anti-Superhero Law"? I won't get into trouble."

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Little Iron Man, as long as you don't say that you have used a laser cannon. As long as you don't reveal that you have superpowers, then your superhuman rating is at best C, ah no, D level, then The most the judge can ask you to wear is an anklet, which won’t have any impact on you, and you can get $20, what a good deal!”

a tried his best to persuade. Fifty thousand dollars, Mary, is waiting for him.

"Call me 'Little Iron Man' again and I will twist off your feet and stuff them into your own mouth."

Song Fang said coldly.

Even if you really want to give him another name, calling him "Little Captain Marvel" is more appropriate than "Little Iron Man". The abilities given to him by the system and the abilities of Tony's suit come from two different ideas. It's just that people who eat melons will think they look a bit similar if they look at it from a distance.

Besides, how virtuous and capable he is to share the same name with Iron Man.

a thought Song Fang hated the name Iron Man, and quickly changed his mind: "Yes, yes, I was wrong. Iron Man is a pushy troublemaker. When everyone doesn't like him, he becomes a massacrer of ordinary people." How can a villain like you be compared to you - ah!"

a covered the swollen side of Lao Gao's face and cried: "I, what did I say wrong? Don't people think so now?"

Song Fang clenched his fist hard and finally suppressed his urge to beat him up.

Tony lost everything just to protect this guy.

Song Fang really felt worthless for Tony.

At this time, several moans came from nearby. D and b also got up from the ground.

Song Fang curled his fingers.

The little broken ball flying around a immediately ran over happily, flew around his finger, and ran towards b and d.

B, who originally wanted to touch the gun quietly, suddenly didn't dare to move. And D simply squatted down facing the pillar, with his hands crossed behind his head. His movements were unusually skillful, which made people want to interview him and find out how many times he had been arrested by the police.

Song Fang touched his chin, wondering what he was thinking.

"Please, don't..." a said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to die yet..."

Song Fang rolled his eyes at him. Does he look like he wants to kill someone?

But what to do next, he really has to think about it before making a decision.

In less than forty-eight hours, he had to go back. Before that, he must collect enough energy.

This is his goal, everything else is secondary.

But the trouble is, Tony doesn't want to go any further. As a passerby who didn't have much interaction with him, Song Fang had a headache on how to let Tony go on and where to go.

It's raining?

impossible. The rain cannot be hot.

a spit out blood from his mouth and splashed on Song Fang's face.

When he was dying, he subconsciously stretched out his hands and grabbed Song Fang's shoulders.

"..."

Song Fang also subconsciously stretched out his hand, but didn't touch anything.

A's lower body had long since fallen to the ground, and a large piece of tissue between the upper and lower body parts was missing. The whole person was equivalent to being cut in half.

Blood and tissue pieces spattered out and stuck to Song Fang's body in a sticky manner.

"..."

a is not dead yet. His mouth opened and closed, and his eyes looked at Song Fang, filled with tears.

Then he slid down.

Only a thousandth of a second passed.

Song Fang felt that it was longer than a century.

When Song Fang came to this world, it was not that he had never seen dead people, and more than one person had even died in his hands.

But he hasn't seen blood yet. System killing is very environmentally friendly and leaves no residue behind. Therefore, subconsciously, Song Fang prefers to call the people he comes into contact with a group of NCs rather than living people.

But today, a living person died in front of him, with blood splattered all over him.

More importantly, the bullet was originally shot at him, but he suffered a terrible disaster just because A was standing in front of him.

The bullet rain is coming!

Song Fang turned around and ran away.

The few remaining windows were shattered into powder under the bombardment of bullets.

The system's prompt boxes were stacked one after another, making Song Fang's field of vision bright red.