The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 84: What the **** do you do?

　　 Fierce firefights rang out in the bank, and almost the first time the gunfire appeared, the bank staff pressed the alarm.

　　 After the alarm goes off, it does not take a few minutes before the police will come.

　　On this point, those gangsters who had been prepared naturally knew this too.

　　 "Ding, Ding!"

　　 The bullet of the bank security fell on the car of several culprits, splashing out sparks, but only leaving shallow dents.

　　A modified bulletproof car?

　　 No wonder I rushed in directly without any obvious damage.

　　 The gangsters began to fight back. First, after a few tear gas cans were thrown out, the weapons in their hands roared.

　　A few security guards looked at the "cute" in their hands, and then looked at the fierce guns in the hands of a few gangsters. After one of the security guards was knocked down, the remaining few surrendered directly.

　　 The crowd screamed and ran towards the bank door.

　　 Several culprits didn’t care, pointed to the security guard’s head and asked the people at the counter to open the door.

　　 At this moment, as the crowd moved outward, Mike and Remy Lebo looked at each other. After exchanging two glances, Remy Lebo shrugged and several cards slipped from their sleeves. After being pinched by his finger and emitting a dangerous light, he flicked it lightly and flew towards the gangsters.

The 　　 card has the power of Remy Lebo, flying fast, faster than bullets.

　　 almost instantly fell on a few gangsters, blasting them and fainting.

　　 Remy Lebo gently raised the corners of his mouth, three-point disdain, seven-point coolness.

　　 It's a pity that Mike is not a woman, otherwise he would definitely scream for the dashing card king.

　　 And instead of screaming, he silently moved away from Remy Lebo, gave him a thumbs up, and pointed behind him.

　　 Remy Lebo was taken aback, turned his head to look, his face trembled, and he cursed in a low voice.

　　 I saw a gangster standing up from the ground, and after removing the bombed mask, the face behind the mask was revealed.

　　 is full of scales, his mouth is long with fangs, and he looks extremely hideous.

　　 I saw the gangster roar and rushed directly towards Remy Lebo.

　　 Remy Lebo sighed, he is most afraid of these troubles, and what is the situation in this world, is there no mutants or something, and even robbery is unworthy?

　　 But seeing the culprit getting closer, his hands together slammed apart, and cards flew in the air. Following his control, he turned around like a butterfly. He flew to the gangster without hesitation.

　　bang, bang!

　　 Mike laughed as he listened to the explosions that sounded one after another inside.

　　It should be fine with that guy's ability, but it will take some effort.

　　 Sure enough, after Mike stood by his car and waited for more than ten seconds, Remy Lebow sorted out his torn clothes and walked out with a bad face.

　　 "Yeah, the battle seems to be fierce!"

　　 Mike smiled teasingly and looked at the clothes on the other person.

　　 Remy Lebo noticed Mike's eyes, his eyelids rolled, and he said: "This time I lost a lot. My clothes are famous brands. You must buy me a few drinks."

　　 "Oh, you have to rely on me."

　　 Remy Lebo smiled, sat in the passenger seat, and said to Mike who opened the door: "It just happens to be nothing to do today, I will accompany you."

　　 "Then I really thank you!"

　　 "You are welcome."

　　 "Then do something with me first."

　　 "Do errands? Collect accounts or kill?" Remy Lebo squeezed his chin and said: "If it is too troublesome, I won't go with you. If you want me to take action, it will be divided into fifty to five."

　　 Mike's mouth twitched and said: "Did your brain shoot out with your cards?"

　　 said, Mike started the car and quickly went away.

　　 Then... buy a harvester! ?

　　 Watching Mike's familiar conversation with the seller and bargaining prices, Remy Lebo looked dull.

　　 After a while, the seller was dealt with and sent to his own farm. After Mike got in the car, he saw Remy Lebo staring at him blankly and raised his eyebrows: "What?"

　　"Why did you buy this stuff? Broken body?"

　　 Mike's eyes drooped and said: "In your eyes, what the **** am I doing?"

　　 "Ahem!" Remy Lebo made a fist and gave a light cough, and said incrediblely: "You guy, are you really farming?"

　　 "Otherwise?"

　　 Remy Lebo was silent, then smiled and said: "This is also good, much better than me."

　　 Thinking of his current identity and experience, he couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

　　 Mike glanced at Remy Lebo lightly, this guy seems to have a story.

　　 is interesting.

　　 Then, he took Remy Lebo to the car sales market. After choosing a very good SUV, he sold the pickup truck to the second-hand car dealer in the market, and Remy Lebo I found a bar.

　　 Remy Lebo poured a glass of wine, and after a sip, he said to Mike: "It's not easy to drink your wine!"

　　 Mike smiled and took a sip. After pouring his drink, he said: "Why are you willing to leave Las Vegas?"

　　Las Vegas is the paradise for this prodigal gambler.

　　 Remy Lebo sighed, seeming to miss the good life of the past, and then smiled: "I can't wait any longer."

　　 "Huh?" Mike raised his eyebrows and joked: "Which rich woman was lied to? Was chased and killed?"

　　"In your eyes~IndoMTL.com~What the **** am I doing?" Remy Lebo was speechless for a while, and then said: "You are a lot more serious, I offend hellfire."

　　"Oh! Great!" Mike held up the wine glass and said, "Respect your courage!"

　　 Remy Lebo smiled bitterly and touched Mike, and said: "What about you? How come you became a farmer?"

　　 Mike laughed and said: "Why? Look down on farming?"

　　 "How dare you!" Remy Lebo looked at Mike and said, "I just think it's a little weird."

　　 "I have children."

　　 "That's okay." Remy Lebo poured wine on the two, leaned back, and said: "I envy you, freedom!"

　　 "Huh?" Mike looked at each other in confusion, and said: "What do you mean? You..."

　　 Remy Lebo grabbed his hair and said helplessly: "Just like you think, I lost my freedom, like a caged bird, trapped in this impetuous city."

　　 "Remy..."

　　"?"

　　 "Pretending to be deep now, pretending to be a poet is outdated."

　　 "Really? Hahaha!"

　　 Remy Lebo laughed, and then helplessly explained: "I came to New York and committed something, and I was targeted by a **** organization and signed an agreement with the other party."

　　 "I have worked for the other party as a special non-staff personnel for five years. The other party will no longer pursue my crimes, and help me fix my previous case, and return me an innocent identity."

　　"I don’t care if I’m innocent. The key is to be caught, I signed the contract and brought this to me."

　　 said, he lit up a black wristband on his wrist.

　　Tracking device?

　　 Mike raised his eyebrows.