It is said that heroes are everywhere in Marvel, and there are as many villains as dogs.

Sure enough!

As soon as he took his attention off the system interface, a ruffian voice came from behind him.

"Hey! Brother, my brother has been a little tight recently, so I'm looking for you to borrow some money to spend. ”

Hearing this, he subconsciously looked left and right, and only looked back at the person after making sure that there was no one else around.

With his right hand, he raised his index finger and pointed at himself, and asked uncertainly:

"Me?"

There were only four people on the other side, and it was the leader who shouted, a big black man.

With his vicious appearance, tower-like figure, the sense of oppression he brings when he slowly approaches can easily scare an ordinary person into peeing his pants.

The other three behind him were also holding baseball bats, iron rods and other things, and tattoos were crawling all over the bare skin from their necks and arms.

It's not a good thing at first glance!

Of course, none of this scared him in the slightest.

With the attitude that more is better than less, he just shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said:

"You're looking for the wrong person! I'm going to lie down on it tonight, and if I really want to be rich, I should be in the hotel opposite now, and maybe I'll find a cool guy to discuss the true meaning of life. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pointed to the bench next to him, and turned his pants pocket out to show that he wasn't lying.

However, some people just lack trust between people, they will always think that others are lying to them, and they are not telling the truth, and they are still hiding something.

Unfortunately, this group of people is such a person.

He was a "flattering eye" and threw it to the blind, in vain!

"If you say it, it doesn't count!"

The leader of the other party spoke again, and at the same time raised his hand and waved.

The three people behind him clearly knew what he meant, and slowly approached with a sinister smile.

The other party's reaction was seen by Barn, and he could only shake his head helplessly.

The three men soon approached, and when they saw that Barn was not afraid, they were somewhat ashamed.

What's up? Still look down on us or what?

Thinking so, they raised the weapon in their hand and slashed it over, and the strength in their hand was a little stronger than usual.

They may not have thought that the ordinary person in front of them is the father they can't afford to mess with!

In Barn's opinion, the opponent's attack was simply flawed, and even the most rubbish gladiator on Sakaar was inferior.

is so weak that even if he doesn't dodge, the opponent can't even break his 10-point physical defense.

However, he is not a person who likes to pretend to be forced, and he doesn't want to take a few hits in vain when he can easily dodge.

"Brush, brush, brush..."

I saw his figure flicker, tossing and turning and easily dodging, and he didn't even use half of his speed.

The three of them expected this situation, and their eyes widened one by one, their faces full of incredulity.

Bath wasn't going to give the other side another chance, and this kind of fight didn't interest him in the slightest.

Even the ghost hand was useless, the right hand clenched his fist and waved it a few times, directly causing the three people to fly out upside down two or three meters away, and one by one they fell to the ground, and their hands were hunched like shrimps, wailing in pain!

The big black man on the opposite side, who was originally calm, saw the situation that was taking a turn for the worse, his pupils shrank sharply, and he hurriedly took out his baby from his back waist in a little panic.

A pistol

His hands trembled slightly because of nervousness, and he raised his pistol, pointed the muzzle in the direction of Barn, and said in a hurried tone:

"Hey, friend! We just want to borrow some money, and if we don't want to die, we just hand it over! ”

Gun? Barn says he's been confronted with this thing since he came into this world, and that he's the most powerful alien gun in every way.

Ignoring the other party, he approached the past step by step with a slightly slow pace just like the other party just now.

The oppression exuded by strength is not comparable to the oppression caused by the opponent's physical appearance.

The sound of footsteps, which was originally not large, was particularly clear in the quiet environment of the night, and every step seemed to be stepping on each other's hearts.

couldn't withstand this pressure, and the big black guy couldn't help but pull the trigger in the end.

"Bang bang bang..."

Seven shots in a row directly used up all the bullets of the Colt MKIV70 in his hand, and even refused to stop until the pistol could only make a "click" jamming sound because of the lack of bullets.

On Barn's side, when the first gunshot was heard, the Blood-Drinking Greatsword appeared directly in his hand.

Holding the sword handle high above his head in his right hand, the ghost hand was directly against the sword, and his body hid behind the sword body, using it as a shield.

Due to the wide blade of the Blood-Drinking Greatsword, it was easy to keep him out of the way, with only a few places exposed.

It was clear that the big black man who shot in the panic was not a sharpshooter, and a barrage of bullets was all blocked by the giant sword.

Barn wouldn't be stupid enough to give the other side a chance to reload, if they still had.

The giant sword slashed down to the left at great speed, and the move was powerful and heavy, leaving a silver-white trace of sword qi where the tip of the sword slashed.

It seemed that he took a random step under his feet, but the powerful inertia of the giant sword slash led him forward for a long distance.

This move is called a three-stage slash, and as the name suggests, there are a total of three attacks, and he just performed the first one.

The three-stage slash is a very frequently used skill in the game, both in the early and late stages.

Because of its strong agility and controllability, it is a good choice for both fleeing the battlefield and rushing to attack.

He is now using it to rush the other side.

As soon as the last slash ended, he stepped out again, using the strength of the previous slash, and with the strong force of the previous slash, he slashed the giant sword from the bottom left to the top left with the skill of using force, followed by a faster slash to the right.

Originally, it would be the end of the slash with one blow, but he didn't do that, but directly interrupted his skills.

Because he is trying to get close to the other party, not to split the other person in half with a single sword.

Now it's not on an alien planet, random killings may get him into trouble, he's not afraid of trouble, just afraid of trouble!

Of course, he is not a soft-hearted person, the other party has kicked his nose in the face, how can he not pay the price?

The giant sword in his hand swung casually, but with a slap.

Although it was just a casual blow, how could ordinary people stand it.

The big black man was directly slapped out, and the person was still in the air, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Regardless of the painful cries of a bunch of people, he withdrew his weapon, and after moving his muscles and bones, he planned to leave directly, but he only walked a few steps as if he remembered something and turned back.

He almost didn't scare a few guys out of tears!

He wasn't interested in beating a few more people, he just remembered that he was still penniless, so he decided to hunt down these guys.

Looking at the other party's skillful look, it looks like a veteran.

Maybe the other party has something else to gain before meeting him? After all, what thug would wait until he was really penniless to come out and rob?

There is really a lot of gain from this turn, and the money is not much, but it is no problem to simply eat for two or three days.

He was not satisfied until he finally took away the relatively best mobile phone of the big black man.

Under the gaze of several people, Barn threw the button phone in his hand from time to time and left happily.

In a happy mood, he walked out for a distance, found a bench again, and lay down directly.

As for whether the police will hear the gunshots and rush over in the end, he doesn't care.

The biggest thing right now is sleeping, and tomorrow I'll have to think about a new mission!