My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Who? Come out!

The black man clenched the pistol in his hand and pointed it in the direction of the sound.

It was a fire door, obscured by a black abandoned signboard.

A black figure seemed to be hiding behind the signboard.

Crack...click!

Out of the shadows came a beautiful woman in a suit of armor.

The beauty wears wavy black long hair, and a red and gold low-cut V-shaped vest that wraps her perfect figure. The most impressive thing was the pair of long legs. He swore that he had never seen a woman with such long legs!

The above-the-knee boots added a touch of allure to her long legs.

On her forehead was an inverted triangular golden headband, which contrasted with her delicate facial features, and it was so beautiful that it made people psychedelic.

In her right hand, she holds a delicate long sword, the whole body of which is silvery white, with a cold light in the night.

You...you are Queen Maeve?!

asked the black man stammeringly.

wrong!

Then he immediately realized that Maeve looked completely different from her.

And the battle suit she was wearing, although somewhat similar to Maeve's, was obviously more gorgeous and advanced than Maeve's.

At least when he saw Maeve, he would definitely not be as lustful as he is now... No, he is full of love!

Congratulations, wrong answer! I am Wonder Girl!

Leslie, dressed as a superhero, kicked her feet back slightly, and rushed towards the black man like an arrow from the string.

The black man only felt dazed, and the beautiful woman rushed in front of him.

wait......

Before he could utter a word, his nose was attacked.

Leslie's fist stretched out straight, hitting the bridge of his nose straight.

The black man screamed and immediately covered his nose.

Nosebleeds burst forth instantly.

Leslie didn't use all his strength in this punch, so the black man didn't faint.

He tried to fight back, put his left hand to his nose, raised his pistol with his right, and shot Leslie.

Leslie kicked out his long legs, and the powerful and explosive human weapon directly hit his stomach.

The black man felt his stomach hit by the locomotive, and his body immediately flew back uncontrollably.

Like bowling balls, hippie blacks were thrown against the walls.

Boom!

His back slammed against the wall, and the dust on the vibrating brick wall rustled down.

He felt that his spine was broken, and several ribs must have been broken.

The piercing pain surrounded him, almost made him faint like the pain of being burned to the soul by a branding iron.

Sliding down the wall, the black man clutched his stomach, squatted on the ground and moaned in pain.

The corners of the mouth and nose spurted blood, and the back was arched like a shrimp. It couldn't be more miserable.

Just as he was bending over and screaming, his collar was grabbed and dragged on the ground.

The black hippie was dragged by Leslie on the ground, howling like a pig.

Sorry to the lady!

Leslie pulled his collar and pulled him to the side of the dazed Chinese woman.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't insult the Chinese, I shouldn't rob you. Let it go... let me go! Please let me go, I didn't mean to rob. This is my first time, Allah is above, I definitely made a mistake for a while, please forgive me for being lost for a while!

Good guy?

Leslie blinked, You say you are a good person?

When the hippie black saw that there was a door, he immediately became full of energy, Yes, I am a good person. I have a job. I sell butcher in the Giant Supermarket. This is definitely my favorite job. My last job was a gas station. man, before that, I was a gas man at another gas station. I was also a drummer in a band, you know, love music... Definitely not a bad guy,

Right?

Leslie was still an immature child at heart, and was immediately taken aback by what the black hippie said.

If Wei Chen were here, he would definitely tell him earnestly, You'd rather believe that a sow can climb a tree than trust a black man's mouth.

Unfortunately, this time she secretly took the battle suit that Wei Chen was making for her, and sneaked out.

Having a superhero addiction is one of Leslie's greatest wishes.

Then...Since this is the case, I trust you, let's go!

Leslie put away the long sword he was holding.

Thank you, thank you...thank you so much. Heroine, no, Wonder Girl!

While making a certificate of thanks, the black man prepared to quietly pick up the pistol on the ground.

Get ready to shoot this meddling fool out of the way!

Then do OOXX good deeds!

Go to hell, idiot!

Seeing that Leslie still didn't notice, the black man was secretly happy and shouted.

boom!

Leslie was startled!

Woman who was at a loss was stunned, too!

The shocking change happened in an instant!

Boom!

The black hippie rolled his eyelids and fell down heavily!

The pistol was thrown into the trash can, clanging. The thing that attacked the black people - the lid of the tin trash can, rolled and ran to the depths of the alley.

Before the Negro could pull the trigger of his pistol, he received a blow to the head.

It wasn't Leslie who made the attack, nor was it the Chinese woman.

It was the fourth person in the alley who suddenly appeared.

Hey! If you can beat that kind of bastard, don't talk to them because that makes you weak and stupid! Rookie!

The fourth person who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley was Queen Maeve who was investigating the invisible man here.

Standing in the dim light of the alley with her hands on her hips, she said to Leslie.

Leslie reacted after being stunned for a moment.

Are you... Maeve?

Hmm, it's true. Are you my imitator? However, your battle armor is much more beautiful than mine. What's your name?

A smile appeared on the corner of Maeve's mouth.

A girl who craves superheroes and is gorgeous! Thinking of her as his fan made Maeve's bad mood better.

Leslie stood there, staring straight at Maeve, his face constantly changing.

She thought of the sad expression on the flight when her mother begged Maeve to take her away, the feeling of loneliness and despair when Maeve left her, and the screams of more than a hundred passengers on the plane.

At that time, when she dreamed back at midnight, she was awakened by a nightmare, a memory that she could never forget.

And Maeve, this former idol, has become an existence that must be destroyed in her heart.

Wonder Woman!

For some reason, Leslie didn't want to say the nickname Wonder Girl at this moment. Maybe it's simply that she doesn't want Maeve to look at and call her a girl.

Maeve! There was light in Leslie's eyes, I don't need you to help me! Because the action of that black man picking up the pistol is as slow as a snail in my eyes, and I can subdue him easily!

And you, like a self-indulgent fool, who do you think you are? A high-ranking superhero, a savior who can save people from fire and water with a small hand at will! Come on, wake up, Maeve, you are a complete Liar! Betrayer! Wicked!

Leslie almost roared out the last words.