During the Spring Festival holiday, there were few vehicles on the roads in the capital, and it was impossible to tell that this was one of the most congested cities in the country. On the wide road, a motorcycle whizzed past.

"Damn, Batman!" a passerby shouted in amazement.

The motorcycle that flashed by was almost exactly the same as Batman's motorcycle in the movie. It drove past the road like lightning, with a 100% turnover rate. Before the passers-by could take out their phones to take pictures, the motorcycle had disappeared before they could take out their phones to take pictures.

"Boss, are we damn?" In Luo Zhuo's yard, Malin and his dozen of his men were panting. They just swung the weapons at hand and smashed them hard at Luo Zhuo's door. After a long time of hard work, they could no longer hurt the door. They also tried to withdraw, but the door seemed to be closed by a layer of film and could not get out.

"Bad ghost!" Marin said angrily: "You're asking a ghost to come out and take a look?"

"But what's wrong with us not being able to get out?" a little brother said tremblingly.

"Who do you ask me?" Malin rolled his eyes and cursed, "Don't care about him, I won't go out. I don't believe that the boy named Luo doesn't come out. As long as he dares to come out, I dare to break his legs, thinking that it's okay to hide in? My little brother Ma wants to teach a lesson, it's useless to hide in the sky!"

"Mr. Wang has been there for half an hour. They have not come out yet. I want to call the police!" Zhang Teng, who had been staring at Luo Zhuo's house at the entrance of the alley, said, Wang Ziyu had already sat in his Ferrari.

"More than a dozen people can't handle this group of trash!" Wang Ziyu cursed: "If you call 110, I will say hello to the Public Security Bureau. It's better that I can solve it myself. It's really a waste of support for them!"

As Wang Ziyu cursed and muttered, Zhang Teng quickly dialed 110, and Wang Ziyu also called a phone number and whispered something.

As soon as the two of them hung up the phone, they heard a violent motor sound, and then a very cool motorcycle roared past them, driving at least 100 pounds in the alley.

"Damn!" Wang Ziyu couldn't help but spit out two words, "Who is this? This motorcycle is more cool than his own Ferrari."

"Hula--" The Batman motorcycle was drawn in a semicircle and parked beautifully at the door of Luo Zhuo's house. A man in his twenties and very handsome jumped off the motorcycle and shouted loudly as soon as he landed: "Brother Luo, I'm here, who is not very eye-catching dares to come and cause trouble for you!"

The person who came was the big bird from the superpower group. Not long ago, Luo Zhuo called the superpower group and a few gangsters. Luo Zhuo really didn't want to dirty his hands. It just so happened that he had a friendship with the superpower group, so it was useless. Although the people in the superpower group were asked to deal with the little gangsters and also shot mosquitoes with anti-aircraft cannons, who made him not know the police?

"Look at the people in the front yard, please take care of them." Luo Zhuo's plain voice sounded, and a light seemed to flash at the door. Everyone thought it was the light reflected by the sun, and the big bird didn't care.

He looked excited. He kept thinking about getting in touch with Luo Zhuo. Isn’t this a good opportunity? He was really grateful to these people who came to cause trouble, but even so, he didn’t think about showing mercy to his subordinates. He laughed and rushed into the yard.

Malin and a dozen gangsters under him were beating around with weapons, trying to find a place to go when they suddenly saw a figure rushing in from the gate, stopping next to the tall and thin man who had been ruined by Luo Zhuo from the beginning.

"Brothers, someone comes in, rush out!" Marin yelled with a wave of the baseball bat.

The big bird was looking at the tall and thin man lying on the ground without movement. He heard the roar in front of him and saw more than a dozen people waving various weapons towards him. Not only was he not afraid, he had a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, he raised his mouth, dodged, and kicked a gangster in the chest.

When Big Bird's superpowers are superpowers, wings can fly to the sky. In addition to superpowers, he is actually similar to ordinary people. However, although he has not learned advanced martial arts, he has also conducted hard training after joining the superpower group. In terms of skills alone, he is definitely comparable to the soldiers of the special forces. Although there is a gap between them and those masters of the hidden power who have been practicing martial arts since childhood, it is no problem to deal with these gangsters.

The big bird jumped back and forth, like a flock of wolves and sheep. After a few strokes, a gangster kicked down. In just over twenty minutes, except for Marin, there was also a thin gangster, and everyone else was already lying on the ground and rolling around.

"Ah--" the thin gangster shouted, turned around and ran out the door.

"Bad!" Marin spat. He was also a tough guy. He still didn't feel scared until now. He swung the baseball bat and continued to swing towards the big bird.

The big bird had a smile on his face from beginning to end. He squatted and hid under Malin's stick. He kicked the ground with his feet, like a cheetah, and his instant speed was faster than the 100-meter world record. He immediately hit the back of the thin gangster who was running away. The little gangster groaned and fell to the ground without any movement. The big bird was determined to show that how could he let a person run away?

Looking back at Marin, Big Bird said, "You are the leader, there are no one else now, let's have a good time."

His expression was very similar to a cat catching a mouse.

"Boy, I don't care where you came out. Let me tell you, you're in trouble." Marin pointed at the big bird and said angrily.

"Is that right?" Big Bird smiled evilly, "I just like to have big things happening. Are there someone behind you or someone above you? Can't you say that you threaten people with something new?"

"If you can't kill me today, I will kill you one day!" Malin was so angry that his hands trembled, and he roared, rushing towards the big bird, looking a bit tragic.

Big Bird smiled disdainfully. Although he was young, he had experienced countless battles in his life. Moreover, his opponents were all psychics or martial arts masters. Fighting with this gangster was at best a warm-up, and it was not considered a battle at all.

He saw Marin's flaw and was about to kick him down, and suddenly he heard a loud shout behind his back.

"Stop!"

Malin suddenly stopped rushing forward, and almost flashed his waist. When he looked forward, he saw a few more people's policemen in police uniforms at the door. In the past, people like Malin were too scared of the police, but this time he saw the police, he felt full of excitement. He was stubborn on the surface, but in fact he was a little afraid of the big bird. Today's affairs were weird. He couldn't get out at first, and there was such a particularly capable person coming. He would rather go to the detention center for a few days than stay here for more.

"Put down your weapon, squat on the ground with your hands in your arms!" The policeman entering the door saw that the ground was full of people at a glance. Subconsciously pulled out his pistol, pointed at Big Bird and Marin and shouted loudly.

Marin threw the baseball bat and squatted down with his hands in his arms. This was not the first time he entered the game. He was very familiar with this move and did not hesitate to do it.

But Big Bird turned around and frowned at the policeman who pointed a gun at them.

"I hate people pointing guns at me the most," said Big Bird. "Put your gun away, I won't bother you this time."

"I'll say it again, squat down with my head in my arms!" The policeman said loudly in front of the big bird.

"I really don't listen to the old man." Big Bird shook his head and moved suddenly. He did not move forward in a straight line, but took the S-shaped route. Before the police could react, his hands were empty, and the gun had already reached Big Bird's hands.

During peacetime, several policemen really fired the gun. It was not until Big Bird grabbed the policeman's gun and the other policemen reacted and pulled out the gun and pointed it at Big Bird. However, they did not dare to shoot because Big Bird's gun was pointed at the temple of the policeman who had originally pulled the gun.

This scene was just right when Wang Ziyu, who had slipped to the door to check the situation, saw it clearly. He was ecstatic and dared to hold the police with a gun. Isn't this a handle to his own hands? He retreated and took out his cell phone until the alley eloquence, dialed a number, and said, "Yes, there is really a terrorist who holds the police with a gun. You can send the special police team here quickly." Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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