I’m just a Superman Chapter 45: : ICA’s suspicion

　　 smiled lightly, and Li Wei touched his waist smoothly, but his empty hand touched him for a while, and then he realized that he had lost the gun.

　　Think about it carefully. It seems that when the pistol was changed to the rifle on the day of the destruction of the textile factory, I didn’t know where to plug it.

　　 But... it doesn’t seem to be a problem without a gun.

　　 To this day, Li Wei still doesn't think he can resist bullet shooting without injury, but it doesn't matter whether he can resist bullets if he wants to fight against the gangsters in front of him.

　　 Li Wei had enough confidence in himself, but the gangsters opposite him laughed crazy as if they saw a fool.

　　 "Hahaha! Look at this fool, he actually wants to fight us with his bare hands!"

　　 while smiling, they also showed Li Weixian the gun in their hands: "Hey! Are you a primitive? Do you know what this is? A gun! You can shoot you right in one shot!

　　 If I were you, I would obediently kneel on the ground and raise my hand to surrender, so as not to waste bullets. Your life is not worth my bullet money! "

　　"Hahahaha! Don’t they all say those Chinese guys are smart? Look at his funny look, he really looks like a monkey."

　　 "No, no, no, it's not like, he's just a monkey! Hahahaha!"

　　 Looking at the rampant gangster in front of him, Li Wei's eyes quickly turned cold, and a cold killing intent came out: "Very well, now, you all have a way to kill you, I will start I don’t have so many scruples anymore."

　　 "What? What are you talking about?" A black man looked at the person behind him with an exaggerated expression: "Did you hear what he said? He said to kill us! It seems we need to make this monkey recognize clearly Whose land is this..."

　　 Boom!

　　 There was a short burst of air, and he shook his fist at three times the speed of sound. The clothes on Li Wei’s arm were torn to pieces by the white misty airflow. In front of Li Wei, a mass of air produced by violent squeezing whistled. out.

　　 With a bang, the air cannon formed by the twisted air flow hit the black man like a cannonball. Accompanied by the crisp fracture sound, his chest collapsed and blood spurted.

　　 Li Wei is not a doctor. I can't see where the broken ribs are inserted, but from the blood overflowing from the black population, it can be seen that this person is bound to die.

　　 The fall of the blacks made the crowd a little confused, but only a few seconds later, they became more riotous: "Kill him! Kill this yellow-skinned monkey!"

　　 Amidst the chaos, the muzzle of the black hole was raised, followed by dense gunshots, and countless bullets spilled on Li Wei like raindrops.

　　Anyone, even that legendary American team, facing this kind of completely unstructured but 360-degree shooting with no dead ends may only have to avoid the edge, but Li Wei is not a human being.

　　 Lightly stepped on his feet, and Li Wei's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and then he slammed into the crowd like a cannonball.

　　 Boom!

　　 amidst the roar, the solid concrete floor is like shattered tempered glass, densely packed into the cobweb-like cracks and cut into pieces.

　　 On this spider web, the sound barrier, which is enough to tear apart the steel, is rampant like a beast from a cage, thinking that those fragile mortals show its fierce minions.

　　 hiss—

　　 Muscle tearing sounded endlessly. When the airflow subsided, the blood debris everywhere plus the devastated cracks all over, looked exactly like the ceremony site of the cult organization.

　　The violent air current raged more and more, but Li Wei's killing did not stop because of it.

　　He didn't need to do anything at all. He just let go of the suppression of the air flow from the biological standpoint, and then ran past these gangsters, and the sound barrier that swept out would completely tear everything along the way.

　　 In just a few seconds, when Li Wei stopped again, the streets where the voices were originally full of voices were completely silent.

　　 Red, white, yellow and green, body fluids of various colors cover the original color of the street like paint, with flesh and blood and bones everywhere. At a glance, **** on earth is the most realistic description of this street.

　　In such a **** environment, even Li Wei, the instigator, was unacceptable. After a few throats surged, Li Wei turned his head and disappeared with an ugly face: "Mad, you will never use this trick to kill in the future!" It's disgusting!"

　　 There is silence in the high-rise office of an office building in Manhattan, New York.

　　 stared blankly at the screen in front of him, whether it was James Wesley, who claimed to be an excellent IQ, or Jin, who had been in the dark for many years and fell silent.

　　 was silent for a while, before Jin Hei reached out his hand and closed the notebook in front of him, with a dry tone: "To deal with his actions, cancel all of them first. Remember to clean the street a little."

　　His deputy Wesley did not speak, but Jin did not just look up and see why he did not speak, "Okay, you can go down first."

　　 Wesley's eyes were dull, and he nodded stiffly, then rushed out, a few seconds later, there was a vomiting sound.

　　 It’s more than Wesley. Even Jinhui himself frowned at the scene created by Li Wei, but he just closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After just a few minutes, when he opened his eyes, he was deeply afraid. Has disappeared, replaced by obvious almost overflowing ambitions.

　　"Superhero! If he can get his power, even the world will kneel under my feet!"

　　 Li Wei didn't know that an careerist had already set his sights on him~IndoMTL.com~ At this time, he was freeing his discomfort in a public toilet.

　　 There is a limit to people's bearing capacity, and today's **** scene, let alone Li Wei, even those professional soldiers may not be able to accept it.

　　 He needs some time to calm his mood and use the sun to dispel the unsolvable psychological shadow.

　　...

　　ICA headquarters.

　　 The news of 47’s rebellion was not kept for long. To be precise, when 47 boarded the plane to Moravia, ICA realized that 47 had once again been out of its control.

　　 At this point, it is obviously impossible to say not to be angry, but the acceptance of 47 for nearly ten years has let ICA know that if they pursue and kill 47 for this, they will lose more than just One 471.

　　 So, after some discussion, the pursuit of 47 was put on hold.

　　 As for the assassination of Levy...

　　 If they were only suspicious of this task before, now they can be sure that there must be a problem with this task, and there must be some connection between the task objective and 47.

　　 Otherwise, it would be impossible for 47 to betrayed by a single meeting.

　　If 47 has not defected, this task can be terminated, but with 47's defect, the task cannot be terminated.

　　 If they want 47 to return, they must kill Li Wei, otherwise Li Wei is likely to make 47 rebel again.

　　 Furthermore, they became very interested in the secrets of Li Wei. They even suspected that Li Wei was a genetic warrior produced in the same batch as 47.

　　 No matter what it is, the mission cannot be terminated.