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"Get to work!"

Jumping on the roof of a building that is generally not very high, Hawking begins to look for crimes that match his appearance.

For the first time, you can't deal with some petty theft like just now, it's too crotch-pulling.

As a slum in New York, the Bronx is naturally not full of high-rise buildings like Manhattan, usually five or six storey buildings, which also allows Hawking to see everything happening below more clearly.

Fights, brawls, thefts, and even murders are not uncommon in the Bronx, and in the hour Hawking was searching, there were no less than eight.

It's just that he didn't make a single shot because none of them met his requirements.

He knew very well that he was not really a messenger of justice, and he knew very well what he wanted.

There are too many crimes in this world, and he can't take care of everything, and he can't blame himself for this because he didn't make a move, so sooner or later he will have a nervous breakdown.

He has always adhered to the principle that if he sees something bad happening and helps out, it must be out of his own volition.

Maybe it's sympathy and pity, maybe it's the need for profit, but it's definitely not forced.

If you don't help, you don't have to feel guilty.

Because it was the perpetrator, not the bystander, who caused the consequences.

Respect the fate of others, let go of the complex of helping others, and avoid self-touching.

This sentence sometimes sounds a little cruel, but it is not to protect yourself, otherwise you will not only be affected, but also those who truly care and love you.

Especially now in a dangerous world like Marvel, in such an incident area as New York.

In the same way, if he himself is in danger and someone comes to his aid, he will be grateful, and if no one helps, he will not resent anyone else, he should resent the person who caused him a danger.

"Found it, the bank robbery that I like to see!"

After an hour of tossing and turning, he finally found a crime that met his requirements on a street in the South Bronx.

On the speeding van, four bandits armed with submachine guns were arrogantly outputting the police cars chasing behind.

In the face of the police, who could only return fire with a pistol, they had no fear at all.

Even one of the bandits opened the sunroof of the van and drilled out with an RPG.

"Boom!"

As the robber pressed the launch button, the police car that was chasing the hardest instantly turned into a cloud of sparks.

"With that salary a month, what kind of life are you guys."

The bandit laughed arrogantly and drilled back in.

It may be because of the fear of the bandits' powerful firepower, or it may be because several police cars have been blown up in a row, and the police cars behind obviously don't dare to chase so closely.

If the van is out of sight, then in the chaotic South Bronx, it is almost impossible to find them and recover the money from the bank robbery.

It's 2003, and it's not a bustling Manhattan neighborhood, and there aren't as many cameras on the street as there are for surveillance.

"Shake off the group of police and drive to the planned transfer point, when the time comes, we'll change to another car and go back to split the money."

The boss of the robbers put down the RPG, pulled the five big bags placed in the car, looked at the pile of dollar bills inside, laughed and instructed the driver who was driving.

When the other robbers heard this, they suddenly seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and the submachine guns in their hands were frantically output, and the speed of the police car behind them was even slower.

However, just when they thought they would be able to get rid of the police car and end the robbery perfectly, a golden figure suddenly fell from the sky and landed directly in front of them.

"Boss!"

The driver's younger brother subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and the robber boss behind him immediately roared:

"Kill him!"

Now is the time to live and die with the police, and if you stop, it will be troublesome.

And this van used for robbery, he found someone to modify it in advance, but it is much stronger than a normal van, and it is easy to hit a person, and there is no need to worry about the car problems.

"Stop me!"

Facing the van rushing at full speed, Hawking was not surprised at all, stood still with his feet and exerted his whole body, and forced the van to stop with both hands.

And after forcing the van to stop, he lifted it up forcefully, and relied on brute force to lift the van containing the six bandits into the sky.

In fact, if you want to quickly deal with these robbers, you don't need to be so troublesome, just standing on the roof of the building directly and remotely with a single air bomb, you can blow the van to pieces.

But that was not what Hawking wanted, people couldn't see him at all, and thought it was someone who fired another rocket.

Sure enough, the scene of him wearing gold armor falling from the sky and flying the robber's van instantly attracted the citizens who were still in a state of shock on the side of the street, and they had already begun to pick up their mobile phones to record the video.

"Hell, die, monster!"

The overturned van apparently did not make all the robbers ineffective, and the robber boss with a glass slag face kicked the car door with another robber and fired a "da-da-da" shot at Hawking with a submachine gun.

"That's it?"

A sneer appeared on Hawking's face, and his hands suddenly turned into an afterimage, taking the bullets that were fired at him one by one.

A crane immortal with 120 combat power can take the bullet fired by Lan Qi empty-handed, and he now has more than 140 combat power, so it will naturally be easier to pick it up.

"It's... How can it be? ”

The two robbers who finished the bullet were also stunned in place when they saw Hawking's hands spread and a particle bullet fell to the ground.

The boss wanted to go to the van to get the RPG, but before he could turn around, he felt a pain in his back and fainted on the ground.

It was Stephen Hawking who knocked out the two robbers.

As a righteous superhero, of course, he can't be too brutal, just knock him out, and kill people when no one is around.

The policemen on the other side who were about to be thrown away finally drove over, and when they got out of the car and saw the overturned van and the robber who was knocked unconscious, they were stunned for a moment, and then immediately pulled out their pistols and aimed them at Hawking.

"Don't move, raise your hands!"

"I am the nemesis of evil, the god of war."

Deliberately using a amplification spell to leave a thunderous self-introduction, Hawking instantly loaded the Wukong template and shouted into the air:

"Somersault Cloud!"

Under the stunned eyes of the policemen and the citizens watching the excitement on the street, he jumped up and jumped onto the somersault cloud, stepping on the somersault cloud and disappearing into the sky.

Names and slogans are naturally necessary, and it is best to say them yourself in advance, otherwise if you wait for the public to pick them up for you, you don't know what will become.

Although when he said that sentence just now, his heart was also full of shame, but in order to achieve the best effect, he still gritted his teeth and pretended to say it as it was, still in a very solemn and god-like tone.

There's no way, most ordinary people in this world just eat this set.

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