Marvel’s humanoid magic weapon

More than half a month has passed since the nuclear bomb incident, but it still has not subsided.

There are still many citizens who do not believe the White House's"military exercises" rhetoric and gather on the streets to continue protesting.

Times Square in New York is famous all over the world and is naturally the favorite gathering place for demonstrators. More than 20 police officers braved the scorching sun to maintain order for fear of any accidents.

"Director George, the weather is too hot, why not let the brothers rest?"The person who spoke was a fat policeman. He was sweating profusely, and his police uniform was almost soaked through.

"Let brothers hold on! The chief motioned the fat policeman to look at the reporter squatting next to him:"In three to five days at most, the matter will calm down." But if a citizen faints or is injured, do you think what the consequences will be if we are not there?"

The fat policeman had a bitter look on his face, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He knew what the chief said was true.

Those reporters were eager to have big news every day. If an accident really happened, they would exaggerate it and report it, and the matter that was about to subside would definitely become extremely lively again..

He raised his head and drank half a bottle of mineral water to feel better. He said gossiping:"Director, do you know the truth about the nuclear bomb incident?

Director George stared at him:"Do your own thing!" If you don’t want to take a vacation, just say so!"

The fat policeman finally stopped talking.

Although the fat man was fat, he had good eyesight. Looking left and right, he accidentally saw a suspicious person at the intersection in the distance, slowly moving towards the center of the square.

"Director……"

"Shut up!"

"But……"

"Quiet!"

Under the strong sun, the suspicious man wrapped himself tightly and continued to approach the gathered people. From the gaps in his clothes, there seemed to be a faint light coming out. The fat policeman felt more and more strange as he looked at it, and he clenched his hands Guns, cold sweat seeped out on his forehead:"Director, there is a situation!"

Director George finally turned around and saw the scene here.

At this moment, the mysterious man raised his head.

What came into view was a blue cheek, with dark blood vessels clearly visible under the translucent skin.

The chief slapped the fat policeman on the forehead:"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

The policeman was extremely aggrieved. He wanted to say it a long time ago. It was obviously you who asked me to shut up, okay?

But he did not say this rebuttal because Chief George had already drawn his gun and took the lead to intercept the suspicious person.

"Sir, please stop immediately! I'm a police officer, please don't do anything dangerous!"

This mysterious man is naturally the Electric Man.

Fang Tian has already told him that his mission is to make the matter as big as possible, and it is best for everyone to know about it.

A reporter has noticed the movement here and turned the camera. Come here.

The electric man slowly took off his hood, revealing his inhuman face in front of everyone.

"Step aside!"

The police in the rear started a commotion, using the vehicle as a cover, and pointed their firearms at the Electron Man. Some even took out their walkie-talkies and whispered for support. Before

Director George could answer, the Electron Man was already walking forward as if no one was around.

Not just who A policeman fired first, and in the clear gunshot, the bullet quickly spun towards the blue figure on the opposite side. The electric man reacted very quickly, raising his arms, just in front of the bullet.

The looming electric current formed a shield and flew The incoming bullets were burned into ashes.

The Electric Man was originally just an ordinary person. Although the bullets did not cause any harm to him, they still made him a little panicked.

"Don't shoot, I'm innocent!"

While roaring, the more than 20 policemen all opened fire. The gunshots sounded like exploding beans, and bullets flew across Times Square.

It must be said that these policemen's shooting skills were not very good. More than 20 people opened fire at the same time. Only four or five projectiles hit the target.

Of course, they did not achieve any results. Under the electric shield, the bullets had no effect. However, Director George and the fat policeman were forced to be embarrassed and rolled all over the ground.

The Electric Man calmed down and waved his hand. Chopping down.

Abundant electric current formed a long dragon, fell from the sky, and a loud bang was heard, blowing up half of a police car. Burnt black parts flew all over the sky, and jingled to the ground. In the hot scene, the electric man looked at his palm, Somewhat disbelieving, he muttered to himself:"Okay! As expected, I am no longer the electrician who lets others bully me. From today on, I am the electrician! The king of electro-optical fields!"

Screams came one after another. The hundreds of demonstrators in the center of the square were so frightened that they even dropped the signs in their hands and ran away in a hurry.

In the crowd of people, journalists who were not afraid of death were full of faces. Excited:"Big news! Breaking news! My bonus!"

The news media responded very quickly. In less than half a minute, they had already switched the scene to this unexpected incident. Those who happened to have reporters at the scene felt like they had found a treasure. As for those who did not, they could only cry. The broadcast rights were bought at a high price.

The electric man couldn't help but feel excited. He put his hands together and pushed forward.

In the crackling sound, two electric pillars entangled each other and lightning struck.

This lightning struck the police car, but it did not As usual, it was blown into parts, but instead it was like a big hand made of electric current, grabbing the vehicle out of thin air and smashing it everywhere.

Police cars were smashed into discus, and under the electric light, the fuel tanks of vehicles were detonated from time to time, flashing There were flashes of fire.

The surrounding policemen were running around, unable to fight back.

The noisy sirens in the distance were getting closer and closer, but the electric man was not afraid at all.

He took a deep breath intoxicated and looked at the huge electronic billboards around him. From From near to far, his image is on hundreds of billboards.

Max has always been a little person with no sense of existence. No one knows him. How has there ever been such a time when he has attracted so much attention like now?

"I like this feeling!"

Fang Tian was suspended in the sky, looking at the scene below from a distance.

He didn't care about the electric man's fight. The scene was not hot, so how could he attract the attention of the media and the public?

As long as he could complete the task he ordered, he could say anything.

The whole The New York police force has been dispatched urgently. Dozens of police cars have come from far and near to surround the electric man in the center of the square.

This is only a small part. In the distance, more police are coming.

The scene is shocking. The police car that had been smashed into a discus was still burning. This tragic scene made the pupils of the newly arrived police shrink.

But the people outside the square were still watching. How could they retreat under such circumstances?