Chapter 42: Destruction of idols after blackening
"Who? Come out!"
The black man clenched the pistol in his hand and pointed it in the direction from which the voice came.
It was a fire door, obscured by a black abandoned signboard.
The black figure seemed to be hiding behind the signboard.
"Crack... Kick!"
A beautiful woman in armor and battle clothes came out of the shadows.
The beauty has long wavy black hair, and a red and gold low-cut V-shaped vest wrapped in a perfect figure. The most impressive thing is the long legs, he swears, he has never seen a woman with such long legs!
The over-the-knee boots added a bit of glamour to her long legs.
On her forehead is an inverted triangle-shaped golden headband, which contrasts with her delicate facial features, making people psychedelic.
In her right hand, she was holding a delicate long sword.
"You...you're Queen Maeve?!"
the black man stammered and asked.
No!
Then he immediately reacted, Maeve looked completely different from her.
And the battle suit she was wearing, although somewhat similar to Maeve's, was obviously more gorgeous and advanced than Maeve's.
At least when he saw Maeve, he definitely wouldn't be as lustful as he is now... no, the heart of spring is rippling!
"Congratulations, you got the wrong answer! I'm a magical girl!"
Dressed up as a superhero, Leslie kicked his feet lightly and charged towards the black man like an arrow from a string.
The black man's eyes dazzled, and the beautiful woman rushed in front of him.
"Wait......"
Before he could say half a word, his nose was attacked.
Leslie's fist stretched out straight, hitting the bridge of his nose straight.
The black man screamed and immediately covered his nose.
The nosebleed burst out instantly.
Leslie's punch didn't use all his strength, so the black man didn't faint.
He tried to fight back, covering his nose with his left hand, raising his pistol with his right, and shooting Leslie.
Leslie kicked out his long legs, the powerful and explosive human weapon, and rammed directly on his stomach.
The black man felt his stomach hit by the locomotive, and his body immediately flew backward uncontrollably.
Like bowling balls, hippie blacks were smashed against the wall.
"Bang!"
The back slammed against the wall violently, and the dust on the vibrating brick wall rustled down.
He felt that his spine was broken, and he should have broken a few ribs.
The piercing pain surrounded him, as if the pain of burning his soul with a branding iron almost made him faint.
Sliding down the wall, the black man clutched his stomach and squatted on the ground, groaning in pain.
Blood spurted from the corners of his mouth and nose, and his back arched like a shrimp. It couldn't be more miserable.
Just as he was hunched over and screaming, his collar was grabbed and dragged on the ground.
The hippie black man was dragged by Leslie on the ground, his mouth screaming like a pig.
"Apologize to this lady!"
Leslie pulled his collar and pulled him to the side of the Chinese woman who was bewildered.
"Sorry, I shouldn't insult the Chinese, I shouldn't rob you. Let go... let me go! Please let me go, I didn't mean to rob. This is my first time, God is above, I definitely made a mistake temporarily, please forgive me for being lost for a while!"
"Good guy?"
Leslie blinked, "You said you were a good person?"
When the hippie black man saw the door, he immediately became full of energy, "Yes, I'm a good person. I have a job, and I sell meat in the giant supermarket, which is definitely my favorite job. My previous job was to fill in the gas station. Worker, before that, I was a gas worker at another gas station. I was also a drummer for a band, you know, love music... Definitely not a bad guy, right?"
Leslie was still an immature child, and was immediately frightened by the words of the hippie black people.
If Wei Chen was here, he would definitely tell him earnestly, "You'd rather believe that a sow can climb a tree than a black man's mouth."
Unfortunately, this time she secretly took the battle suit Wei Chen was making for her and sneaked out.
Having a superhero addiction is one of Leslie's greatest wishes.
"Then... Since that's the case, I believe you, let's go!"
Leslie put away the long sword he was holding.
"Thank you, thank you...Thank you so much. Heroine, no, Wonder Girl!"
The black man was preparing to quietly pick up the pistol on the ground while making a certificate of thanks.
Get ready to kill this nosy idiot with one shot!
And then doing OOXX good deeds!
"Go to hell! Stupid!"
Seeing that Leslie was still unaware, the black man was secretly delighted and shouted.
"boom!"
Leslie was surprised!
The woman who was at a loss was also stunned!
The sudden change happened in an instant!
"Bang!"
The hippie black man rolled his eyelids and fell heavily!
The pistol was thrown into the trash can, jingling. Attacked the black thing - the tin trash can cover, rolled and "run" deep into the alley.
Before the black man could pull the trigger of the pistol, he was hit **** the head.
It was neither Leslie nor the Chinese woman who attacked.
It was the fourth person in the alley who suddenly appeared.
"Hey! If you can beat that kind of bastard, don't talk to them because it makes you weak and stupid! Rookie!"
The fourth person who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley was Queen Maeve who was investigating the Invisible Man here She stood with her hands on her hips, standing in the dim light at the entrance of the alley, and said to Leslie.
After being stunned for a moment, Leslie also reacted.
"Are you... Maeve?"
"Well, it's a fake. Are you my imitator? However, your armor is much prettier than mine. What's your name?"
There was a smile on the corner of Maeve's mouth.
A girl who longs for a superhero and is beautiful! The thought of her being his fan made Maeve's bad mood a little better.
Leslie stood there, staring straight at Maeve, his face changing constantly.
She remembered the sad expression on the flight when her mother begged Maeve to take her away, the feeling of loneliness and despair when Maeve left her, and the screams of more than 100 passengers on the plane.
At that time, when she returned from a dream in the middle of the night, she was awakened by a nightmare, a memory that she will never forget.
And Maeve, this former idol, in her heart, has become an existence that must be destroyed.
"Wonder Woman!"
I don't know why, at this moment Leslie didn't want to use the nickname "Wonder Girl". Maybe it's simply not wanting Maeve to be seen and called "girl".
"Maeve!" Light flashed in Leslie's eyes, "I don't need you to help me! Because that black man's movement of picking up a pistol is like a snail in my eyes, I can easily subdue him!"
"And you, like a self-assured idiot, who do you think you are? A superhero on the top, a savior who can save people from fire and water with a little hand! Comeon, wake up, Maeve, you are a complete savior. Liar! Betrayer! Wicked!"
At the end, Leslie almost shouted.