Superman's Journey

Chapter 49 Arch Fire
Bullseye couldn't understand, he really couldn't understand.

In his vision, Lincoln should just be a person with super speed, just like himself throwing super.

Just as he himself was unable to withstand the force of a bullet, he believed that Lincoln could not withstand the attack of a bullet.

For the last bullet, he carefully analyzed, researched and predicted Lincoln's position, and finally succeeded in letting the bullet hit Lincoln in that instant!

But looking at Lincoln who was safe and sound at this time, he was very confused.

He really wanted to rush up and grab Lincoln by the collar and question him loudly, asking him why he pretended to be unable to block bullets to tease him even though he could physically block bullets!
It shouldn't be like this!

He spent so long training and exercising his talents, but in the end he was defeated like a clown?
It shouldn't be!
Bullseye's world collapsed, his body swayed, he looked at Lincoln dully, and asked a question he already knew the answer to: "Can you block bullets?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you hide from my hidden weapon before?"

"Of course it's to see how far you can use the hidden weapon." Lincoln said while turning his head to look behind him.

During the tens of seconds of battle, Bullseye threw out not only the hidden weapons he was carrying, but everything he could hold in his hand was fired as hidden weapons.

Stones, glass, iron sheets, and even a wooden stick can all be used as deadly hidden weapons. Bullseye's control over throwing ability is the strongest among humans that Lincoln has seen.

"Just to see."

Hearing Lincoln's answer, Bullseye's voice gradually sank, his head lowered slowly, and his expression was obscured by the shadow.

After the silence lasted for a few breaths, Bullseye raised his head again with blood-red eyes, looked at Lincoln with violence in his eyes, and rushed towards Lincoln with a kick: "It's just for such a ridiculous reason! I can not accept!"

While roaring in his mouth, he clenched his five fingers into fists and threw it at Lincoln: "I can't accept it!"

"Can't stand the blow, are you crazy?" Lincoln looked at Bullseye, which was completely out of order, with a look of pity on his face.

He took a wrong step to avoid Bullseye's fist, then pressed his backhand on the back of his head, and slammed into the wall beside him with a bang.

boom!
The bones made of calcium were no different from fragile eggshells in front of the hard reinforced concrete, and they shattered completely after a muffled sound.

Fragments of the shattered skull were mixed with red and white blood and brain matter, and Bullseye's body slid slowly against the wall.

Lincoln let go of the skull, which was mixed with blood and brains, and let it fall to the ground next to Bullseye's corpse, with a calm expression on his face, as if he just killed a dispensable animal.

The blood splashed on the ground was like a blooming orchid, but unfortunately, one corner was missing, and the direction where Lincoln was located was not stained red.

Taking out a tissue to wipe off the filth that didn't actually exist on his hands, Lincoln turned away from Bullseye's burial place, looking contemplatively in the direction of Hell's Kitchen.

"According to the usual routine of hitting the young ones and then the old ones, coupled with the force of being the boss of a gangster, Jin Bing should be the next one to play, right?"

"Do you want to go and solve him in advance?"

(Jin Bin: ???)
Lincoln had the idea of ​​killing the trouble in the cradle, but he walked back to the hotel very honestly.

This time, Charon was no longer the only one waiting in front of the counter, there was also an old man in a linen trench coat.

Lincoln recognized him, Winston, the manager of the New York Continental Hotel, in this hotel, as long as the people at the high table did not come, he basically had the final say.

Even if the person from the high table came, if he wanted to resist, he still had the strength to do so.

It can be seen that this man must have been a ruthless person when he was young, otherwise he would not be able to win this hotel, but now that he is older, he seems to have switched to a civilian job.

It's the same as Fury, who didn't know how old he was, and turned from the front line to a civilian job as the director of the Snake and Shield Bureau.

Originally, Winston came out to solve the problem of Bullseye, but when he heard the gunshot, he knew that things might become simpler.

When he saw Lincoln pushing the door in from the outside, he had already fully confirmed the news of Bullseye's death.

Winston was very sure of Lincoln's style, because it took him a lot of time to clean up the corpses in the dark alley, but this time when the gunshot fired, he didn't believe that Bullseye could leave alive.

Lincoln didn't step forward to speak, and Winston just watched Lincoln go upstairs, then shook off his windbreaker, opened the door and walked out.

After a while, standing on the street, looking at the headless corpse at the base of the wall and the fallen skull beside it, Winston and his assistant fell silent.

After a while, he raised his head and said sadly: "It seems that this newcomer is even more irritable than we imagined."

"Bullseye is dead, that's a good thing." Charon said, "It's just that Jinpin might be very angry."

"He will be very angry, but what does that have to do with us." Winston chuckled, watching the scavenger pack Bullseye's body into bags: "We didn't kill him, he just died on the mainland by coincidence Outside the hotel."

"If it really matters, he should thank me for asking the scavenger to give him Bullseye's body at my own expense, so that he can buy people's hearts."

Winston smiled, very treacherously, like an old fox alive.

You can think of it with your ass, Jin is definitely not going to have an enemy with Lincoln at this time, and he will probably endure it when Bullseye is killed, but that was before.

Things change a bit when Winston asks the scavenger to pick up Bullseye's body and give it to King.

He must make a big splash to let everyone know that Jin Bin's capable subordinate Bullseye was killed, especially Jin Bin's other subordinates.

I don't know if Jin Bin will choose to avenge Winston at that time, but this will definitely make Jin Bin disgusting, and that's enough!
In fact, as Winston planned, Bullseye's body was seen by many people. Within a day, the black organizations in New York City knew the news of Bullseye's death, and the news continued to spread.

In the dimly lit room, a tall and burly figure sat on the huge sofa, looking sullenly at the body bag on the ground.

Inside was the body of Bullseye with its head smashed, and a lucky skull.

He was very angry in his heart, not because of Winston's disgusting behavior of flirting with him, which is very common in the underground society.

King was also angry that Bullseye didn't do exactly what he wanted, foolishly and presumptuously making a formidable enemy that resulted in his own death.

And then let Jin Bing him lose a very useful tool and killer, this is really worthy of anger.Bullseye betrayed him!
The atmosphere in the room was solemn, and it took a long time for Jin Bing to get up and leave.

Bullseye betrayed him, but he doesn't intend to hold Bullseye accountable, a dead man with no relatives doesn't need to be held accountable.

King also intends to attribute Bullseye's death to his own stupidity, which will make those equally stupid minions calm down.

Before he figured out Lincoln's origin, he was unwilling to be an enemy of Lincoln, even if the enemy was only an Asian who looked easy to provoke.

He was very cautious, otherwise he would be dead before now.

But just as Winston can fight, he can also fight and let others deal with Lincoln.

(End of this chapter)