Marvel’s Big Villain

Chapter 194 Real man, never look back at the explosion! (Please subscribe!)

Night, Paris, suburbs.

The remote gas station is already littered with corpses.

The bodies of seven staff members lay in various corners inside and outside the gas station.

Even if they were scattered, even if there were only two murderers, they did not call the police until they died.

The locomotive followed the operation on the mobile phone, opened the water tank of the fire truck, and said, "Let's start."

Franklin stepped forward and stuffed the fuel gun into the water tank, and started the super-powered fuel gun to start frantically spraying gasoline.

The fire truck stopped right in the middle of the four refueling points, and they both stuffed all the petrol guns into the water tank to speed things up.

But the capacity of the water tank is too large, and the refueling time is still a bit long.

The locomotive and Franklin sat on the side chatting, and they also solved the three waves of unlucky people who came to cheer.

Half an hour later, the huge water tank was finally filled with gasoline.

Franklin immediately got into the cab, the locomotive pulled all the fuel guns out, and let them continue to spray gasoline.

The fire truck was started, and the two drove towards the Notre Dame de Paris square.

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Paris is the capital of fashion, the capital of romance, and the city that never sleeps.

The sky was dark as ink, but more and more people outside the Notre Dame de Paris square.

Walking in the square, you can see men and women holding hands and kissing everywhere.

This exciting scene has caused tons of harm to countless single dogs.

The tourists were enjoying the cool night, when a low engine sound came from far and near.

Everyone raised their heads and saw a fire truck slowly approaching and stopped in the central area of ​​the square.

Where is the fire?

Tourists looked up in confusion.

Apart from the dazzling lights around them, they didn't see a single firelight.

At this time, the pumping and pressurizing pump of the fire truck started, and there was a low rumbling sound.

Stout fire nozzles rose from the top of the tank and turned to aim at Notre Dame.

puff!

A thick jet of water sprayed out, and after the sky crossed a curve, it crashed to the roof of the building.

The tourists were curious and hurriedly asked their companions.

Do you still have the custom of spraying water on buildings in France?

The French natives were dumbfounded when asked.

Does Paris have this custom?

I'm afraid it's not a fake French.

The eccentric behavior of the fire truck did not dampen the interest of tourists in the slightest.

Romantic French couples also choose to walk in the rain, walk under the arc of the water jet, and feel the cool touch of fine raindrops falling on their cheeks.

"Oh dear, this is so romantic."

The women raised their heads and gently sniffed their noses, ready to feel the green and astringent smell of the rain.

However……

"Honey, why does the rain smell like gasoline?"

The men also sniffed their noses, their intoxicated expressions instantly stiffened and quickly turned into panic!

"My God! It's gasoline! Gasoline!" someone yelled.

"what!"

"Really! It's really gasoline!"

The surrounding crowd began to smell the smell in the air.

Sure enough, a familiar and unfamiliar smell entered the nostrils.

"Damn, is the fire truck driver a pig's brain? He sprayed gasoline as water!"

A daring man ran to the fire truck and knocked on the door to remind them.

The power windows slowly fell, and a face wearing a clown mask appeared in front of them.

In an instant, the entire square was silent, and all the tourists were dumbfounded.

Many of these tourists came from the United States. Now the United States is in a mess, and the clown organization is making waves everywhere, and the government's police force can't control it.

They thought that when they came overseas, they would not have to worry about safety issues for the time being, but they didn't expect the clown organization to follow.

The brief and eerie silence was broken, and everyone roared and fled into the distance.

"Damn it! They are a clown organization, hurry up and call the police!"

The police stationed in the square to maintain law and order heard the commotion and rushed over here immediately.

Seeing the two people sitting in the fire truck, the police immediately fled their pistols and prepared to shoot them dead on the spot.

Dare to set Notre Dame on fire?

Damn it!

"Wait!" A policeman pressed a colleague's pistol: "The fire truck's water tank is full of gasoline, we must not shoot."

"Yeah! Once these gasolines are set on fire, Notre Dame will be destroyed by fire, and we will be sinners in France!"

The police immediately put away their pistols, pulled out the baton from their waists, and rushed forward.

Looking at the dozen or so police officers approaching, Franklin sneered disdainfully, "Are you going to play with them?"

The locomotive moved his wrist and smiled: "There are still a few minutes before the water tank is sprayed, so let's play with them."

Click!

The door opened and the locomotive jumped off.

"Quick! Catch him!"

These French policemen were not only not afraid when they saw the clown organization, but rushed forward as excited as they saw a big girl. It was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers.

If this were replaced by the American police, they would have disappeared long ago.

The policeman who ran at the front rushed up, raised the baton in his hand and smashed it at the locomotive.

First job, it's done!

Swish!

Just as the baton hit the locomotive, he suddenly activated his superpower, and the whole world entered bullet time.

Looking at the policeman standing still, the locomotive touched the stubble on his chin and thought of a good idea.

He gently lifted the policeman up, changed his direction for him, and disarmed his powers.

The policeman who was eager to make meritorious deeds had a happy expression on his face, and he clenched his baton and slammed it down!

boom!

A muffled sound!

The baton hit his colleague's forehead impartially, and a line of blood flowed from his forehead.

The two policemen looked at each other.

Whether it is the beating person or the being beaten, they are all in a state of dazed eyes.

What happened, what just happened?

How did I hit a colleague? / How did I get hit by a colleague?

After a while, a sharp pain came from the top of his head.

"what!!!"

The policeman clutched his **** forehead and cried out in pain.

The surrounding police stopped one after another, and looked at their colleagues who were lying on the ground screaming and looked at each other.

"My God! What the **** is going on!"

"I don't know! As soon as the eyes bloom, it becomes like this."

"Is this a superpower?"

"I heard that the core members of the Joker Organization are all superpowers."

"There are really superpowers in this world? I thought it was fake news from CNN!"

"If he really has superpowers, then we're finished!"

Just when the police were at a loss, the locomotive that had disappeared in front of him reappeared, with two dining knives in his hands.

"I met for the first time, and I didn't prepare a gift. I'll show you all a show." The locomotive raised the knife in his hand and smiled.

"After a while, I threw the two knives out with force. The knife in my left hand will stab his right eye, and the knife in my right hand will stab his left eye."

The locomotive casually pointed at the two policemen and said excitedly, "This is not a magic trick on the street. Magic has props and childcare, and I rely on my real skills."

"Run!"

Before he could finish his words, the policemen's expressions changed greatly and they turned around and ran away.

The locomotive ignored them, closing his eyes and starting the countdown.

"Three, two, one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly threw the knife forward, and then quickly activated his super power.

When I opened my eyes, two table knives were suspended in the air, flying at a slow speed.

"shit! That's a bit too much."

The locomotive complained and slightly modified the flight path of the knife.

Then, he carried the two policemen named just now, and adjusted their positions to ensure that the knife could hit.

Super power released!

call out!

Two dining knives flew over quickly and stabbed them in the eye with precision.

"what!!!"

A terrifying scream rang out.

Covering their bleeding eyes, the two policemen knelt on the ground and cried piercingly. Their eyeballs had been pierced by a knife.

The cops who ran away looked back and were so frightened that they hurried to flee.

Swish!

The policemen's eyes flashed, and the locomotive, which was just a hundred meters behind them, suddenly appeared in front of them.

"It's now!" a policeman shouted, staring at him!

This sentence was like a signal, and all the police immediately took out their guns and shot him frantically.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The locomotive showed a strange color and quickly activated its super power.

The speed of the bullet is much faster than the knife, even the third-level ability should not be underestimated.

The locomotive trotted, out of the bullet-fired area.

As he ran, he noticed that he was standing opposite the fire truck.

The locomotive suddenly realized.

Because it is the opposite direction, the police don't have to worry about the bullet hitting the fire truck and igniting the gasoline.

"Humph! It's interesting!"

The locomotive stood aside with a sneer.

All this is definitely not a coincidence, it seems that these white-skinned pig police have a few smart people.

For unknown superpowers, the police are extremely fearful in their hearts.

They squeezed the trigger hard, venting all the bullets in the magazine.

But when they looked closely, there was no one in front of them.

Glancing around, I finally saw the locomotive standing aside, safe and sound.

"Quick! Change the magazine!"

The locomotive's lips parted lightly: "The game is over, the killing begins!"

Using his superpowers, he moved quickly to a police officer and snatched the pistol and magazine from him.

After changing the magazine, he raised his arm and aimed the muzzle at his heart.

boom!

A slow shot rang out.

The brass bullet shot into the policeman's body at a slow speed visible to the naked eye.

The reason for choosing to shoot the heart over the brainstem, which can instantly make people unresponsive.

That's because he hopes to leave dozens of seconds, so that these police officers can experience this feeling of despair at the last moment of their lives.

The locomotive did the same~www.novelmt.com~ named one by one.

After emptying two magazines, he threw the pistol to disarm his powers.

In an instant, the dozen or so police officers fell to the ground at the same time, their bodies twitching and squirming like dehydrated fish, and blood kept pouring out from the wounds on their chests.

The locomotive crouched down and smiled at them until they stopped moving and closed their eyes completely.

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Taking advantage of this time, Franklin carefully rinsed Notre Dame from top to bottom like a car wash, until the gas in the tank ran out.

He jumped out of the car and greeted the locomotive to leave, "It's all done, let's go."

Franklin pulled a zippo lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette for himself and the locomotive.

Taking a deep breath of smoke and slowly exhaling it, he threw the burning lighter back with all his might.

(End of this chapter)