Sun God Marvel Chapter 1739: Faced with the strong side.

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After being out for so long, Seyol certainly knows what the situation is now. Don't forget, he is a native of New York, and this land is the first place where superheroes appeared and was the first disaster. If at this time, he still doesn't know what is going on in front of him, then he can only say that when his head was punched out, he might have broken his brain.

His brain is not broken yet, so he knows what he should do now? Wagging for mercy. If it works, he really doesn't mind trying it. But he knew very well that even if someone like himself was begging for mercy, he would never get a good end.

Street heroes who used to haunt the chaotic neighborhoods of Hell's Kitchen will do this habitually. Or just give you a joy, like a punisher, a sweeping sweep to send you to hell. Or it would just break the bones of your whole body, and then throw you at the door of the police station while arguing about your crimes. Just like Daredevil.

Although with the fall of New York, these street heroes have already left here with the people. But I have to admit that their existence really left a very deep impression on the gangsters of New York.

This impression makes all gang bosses make a fairly uniform response when they realize that this happens, and that is to shoot.

This is normal. After all, even the Mutants, which is produced in large numbers, does not have the ability to catch bullets. Superheroes are also people. Except for the characters on the upper level of the superhero pyramid, there are few superheroes who can hardly withstand the burst of bullets. Therefore, as long as the firepower of these gangs is strong enough and the suppression is strong enough, even if the guy in front of him is a superhero, then he may not be able to do anything to his gang.

By the way, it’s not uncommon for a superhero to be beaten into a dead dog by a gang. For example, the punisher has a history of being taken down by gangsters?

This is a temptation and a warning. If he could kill the superhero who was in front of him, then Seror would never be polite. And if it doesn't work, then take this as a severe warning, warning him not to intervene in things that he shouldn't.

He hopes that the first situation is the case, but he also understands that the second situation is not impossible. People who dare to disturb this kind of things are more or less capable. If they are beaten to death like this all at once, let alone the disturber, I am afraid that he himself will have an unexpected feeling.

He was mentally prepared for the second situation, but he never thought that the development of the matter turned out to be in the third direction.

Even though his horsemen very obediently took out their guns and pulled the trigger. Some people even took out a foldable submachine gun from the windbreaker. However, such a rain of bullets did not cause any trouble to their targets. They can only watch a fuzzy figure that is not clear at all flashing around in that small space, performing some unknown action at a speed faster than a bullet.

This kind of feeling is like encountering some kind of special supernatural event. Although their fingers are still pulling the trigger, in their hearts, they have gradually lost the desire to continue attacking.

This made the gunshots become rarer. When the assailants holding the submachine guns also completely emptied the bullets in their magazines, this frenzied bombing situation finally came to a halt temporarily.

Everyone present was very curious about the result. Not only those of the Skeleton Gang desperately want to see their own results, but even the little Mourinho family desperately want to know the final answer.

For their family, this is a major event related to their life and death, and of course they will attach great importance to it. What surprised them was that the worst situation in their minds did not appear in front of them. The Asian mixed-race customer still stood there straight, even saying that it was full of mockery.

He has a piece of fried beef in his mouth that has not been finished, and a plate in his hand. From the perspective of the young Mourinho, only the bottom of the plate can be seen. But from the perspective of other people, you can clearly see that there is almost a plate full of bullets.

Every one of the shriveled warheads looked like they had been pinched with big steel tongs. They were placed on an oily plate, mixed with brown-black meat sauce on it, and at first glance they looked like some kind of fried insect pupae. Kind of food. Those who like it may drool, and those who are afraid may even start to numb their scalp.

Muninho’s women certainly don’t like that terrible food, but at this time, they don’t feel any tingling of their heads, because this is the last thing for them. hope. On the contrary, the gangsters at this time inevitably numb their scalp. Because until this time they finally realized the seriousness of the problem, a guy who can play with bullets like peanuts is not a character they can deal with.

No one knows why they provoke such a terrible guy, and some timid guys have even begun to retreat in their hearts. It can be said that if it weren't for their boss, Seryol still stared at the guy in front of him like an angry bulldog, then maybe someone had already turned around and fled at this time.

They are a gang, not an army. No one can expect them to maintain much discipline and strictness in this situation, especially under the premise that they are still a group of sloppy blacks.

Serel knew this well, so he was already full of fear in his heart, but on the surface, he still maintained his tough attitude.

"Who are you? What do you want to do!"

Although his attitude is very tough, at this time, it is impossible for him to fight like he did before.

It's making trouble for myself, and it's pushing all of them up the cliff. No matter how arrogant he is, no matter how crazy he is, he will never do such a stupid thing that only a fool can do. So he restrained himself, and instead began to plan to use verbal communication to solve the problem in front of him.

There is not much hope. Because many people understand a truth, that is, most people who are willing to be superheroes are not so easy persuasive. A person who can bend for profit will not choose to do this kind of thing, because if they have this ability, bank robbery is their best choice.

Being a superhero, no one pays them a salary, not a dime. And if there are still people who are interested in such a volunteer, then it can only be said that they really love the job. And if it is love, then who can give up their obligations because of a little bit of petty gain?

Séyol understands this, but he still wants to try it. Because he could see the tenderness on the face of this Asian mixed-race. A young man who seems to be young, wants to persuade him better than to persuade those veteran middle-aged people to come easy. As long as there is such a slight possibility, he doesn't mind making some unplanned concessions.

Yes, give in. Although the little Mourinho is very important to him. But he is not completely indispensable. Compared with his own safety and the interests of the gang as a whole, the interests represented by Mourinho can be completely forsaken. As long as the other party expresses some wishes in this regard, then he really doesn't mind everyone shaking hands and making peace. But the question is, is the purpose of the other party really like this?

Little Shane, who played a diners from start to finish, gave an answer that he couldn't accept. At this moment, Xiao Shanen first swallowed the beef that was still dangling in his mouth, and then wiped his greasy mouth with the back of his hand, and said something like this to Serel.

"Who am I? So far I should still be a disgusting eater. And if you ask me what I want to do, then I want to ask, there was a fly when you were eating When you’ve been dancing crazily in front of you, and even constantly provoke you, what do you plan to do? Will you pull the chair to invite him to have a meal, or find a fly swatter and slap it into two dimensions with the slap Code?"

Although he didn't answer Seror's question head-on, such rhetorical questioning has undoubtedly demonstrated the attitude of Young Shanen. He obviously does not intend to end the dispute in the restaurant in the most peaceful way. As for this, the string in Serel's heart naturally tightened even more.

He has realized the intention of the other person, but until this time, he is still unwilling to completely tear the skin between the two people. Since the other party is unwilling to put forward the conditions that can be negotiated, it is up to him. And this is also the last bottom line he drew for himself.

"Listen, Mate. I know you have an opinion on us, but you have to be clear that this is our own gang. You are an outsider and have no right to intervene. Even out of the so-called sense of justice, you There is no reason to do this."

"Don’t think this is a good guy. This guy named Mourinho is the leader of another gang we just killed. Do you know what he does? He has been shipping laundry detergent from Mexico. The key person who came to New York. In this city, there are not one thousand but five hundred people who smoke the washing powder he brought, and how deadly the high-quality washing powder can be, I don’t think I need to say you. Can guess an approximate."

"For an innocent person, you go against us, I have nothing to say. But for such a guy, you stand on the opposite side of us, is it really worth it?"

This is a very real problem. Even Mourinho himself dare not say loudly that it is worth it. He is very clear about his own position. After he died, he would definitely go to hell. However, his family will not.

He is convinced that his family is innocent. Because even if something dark is found on them, he will pull them out of those dirty things in the first place. They are pure enough to be redeemed in this situation, instead of sinking into **** with themselves. He was very convinced of this, and it was precisely because of such a certainty that he immediately yelled out at this moment.

"Sir, I admit that I am guilty, I deserve to die, and I am willing to die. But my mother is innocent, and my wife and sister are innocent. Please, save them. As long as you can save them, there is no problem even if you let me die!"

"Shut up, you are not qualified to speak here!"

Séyel gave an order to let his men directly suffocate the little Mourinho's words in a painful grunt. But when he faced Little Shan En again, he changed his previous tone with a turn.

"Of course, sir. If you insist on wanting to do this, then I have nothing to say. I am a reasonable person and I cannot force others to accept my ideas. Similarly, I will not deliberately Embarrass others in certain things. If you must want to take them away~IndoMTL.com~ Then please. Whether it is these women or this little Mr. Mourinho. You can take them all away. They. But only one point, sir. Only one point..."

"Then I hope that the relationship between us ends here. This is Sin City, and you are not welcome here. This is especially true for us. This time, for your face, I can Let them go. But I also hope you know the principle of courtesy. I gave you such a big face, so do you want to give us some face?"

Although Seyol is a mad dog, you can't deny the wisdom he possesses. It is impossible not to be a smart person to bring a gang to the present level, and at the same time make the entire city's colleagues extremely jealous of him. Perhaps in the beginning, he relied on brutality and madness. But at this point, he relies more on his brain.

Speaking with his head, he can say that he grasped this measure well to some extent. It is neither too flattering nor too tough. The attitude of suppressing first and raising later allowed him to not lose too much weight whether it was to Xiao Shanen or to his little brothers. There are steps in front of everyone, and this is what everyone really likes.

He thinks so, and the Mourinhos are also surprised to think so. Only Xiao Shanen, he didn't plan to think so.

So, under such a prerequisite that everyone can accept, he grinned, so he started to question Seror.

"So, this gentleman. I don't know what you think of your past? Do you think you are a good person? Or do you think you deserve to die?"

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