A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 18 The Undead Butcher (Please recommend!!)

A hundred yards away in the blink of an eye.

boom!
The moment the butcher shrank his eyes and was about to evade, the silver car, like a wild horse that had run away, slammed into the butcher's body with a bang.

next second!
The butcher was knocked out like a kite in an instant, and the newly purchased Gatling in his hand naturally flew out with his master.

boom!
Amidst the screams and the eyes of the crowd fleeing in a hurry, the butcher who was knocked out crashed into a restaurant at the crossroads with a bang, and plunged into it like a cannonball. After falling to the ground, several dining tables were overturned in an instant, rolling on the ground like a fat football.

And Gatling, who broke free from the butcher's hand, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and smashed through the windshield of a car with a bang.

Just now, the man who yelled at the butcher, then looked at Gatlin and felt that my life was over, and now looked at the man who directly fell into his arms with the barrel of the gun, completely froze at this moment.

Almost all of these things happened between lightning and flint.

moment.

The surrounding air seemed to stagnate.

But soon, the stagnant air was broken with the first scream.

"what!"

"Killer."

"Thick and greasy Shet!"

"God!"

"..."

In an instant, not only the passers-by at the crossroads panicked, but even the restaurant that was bumped into by the butcher heard screams no less than those outside. Immediately afterwards, the people who were dining in the restaurant and the waiters even Even the chef ran out of the restaurant in a panic while screaming.

The entire crossroads was suddenly full of people turning their backs on their backs.

"call!"

Hawke, who got out of the car with his own coffee, rolled up his cuffs, exposing the arms of Zuo Qinglong and Right Baihu, and then took a sip of the coffee in the cup with a very relaxed expression.

Ok.

not bad.

Hawke looked at the cup in his hand, which he bought from a small shop on the road. He originally wanted to take it to the cinema to drink, but it was only now that he had time to take a sip of coffee and gave his own evaluation. Then he stretched his right hand behind him and took out the cup. The Beretta, which was equipped with sound-absorbing equipment, was pinned behind him, and he stepped on his leather shoes against the flow of people running behind him in a panic, and walked slowly towards the restaurant at the crossroads.

what?
car?
what car.

It was obviously stolen, and when the time comes, it will naturally be paid by the insured Gongrong Insurance Company.

When Hawke bought the car, it was second-hand, and he had driven it for two years. He just took this opportunity to buy a new one.

As for the butcher?

Don't look at the powerful impact just now, maybe other people didn't see it, but Hawke could see it clearly, the impact on the butcher was not as heavy as imagined.

and……

When this guy was in Jersey City last year, it was said that a tank was bombarded by the National Guard who arrived, and all of them were blown out. As a result, this guy ran away.

and so!
Hawke still wanted to watch the butcher turn into a dead dog before his eyes.

"Click and wipe."

Hawk's leather shoes stepped on the crushed glass fragments of the restaurant, and with his right hand holding Beretta, he opened the half-open door of the restaurant because he ran in a panic, stepped on the glass fragments, and walked in. In the restaurant where the lights were bright and sometimes dim, looking at the messy surroundings of the restaurant, he took a sip of the coffee in his left hand: "呵呵呵!"

at this time.

In the restaurant where there are many fine wines on the bar counter, there was a burst of sparse sounds, followed by the sound of an arm pressing on the bar counter, a face was covered with blood, but there is no doubt that the mental state was not only not bad, but even Some excited butchers stood up from behind the bar.

next second.

The butcher staggered, stabilized his figure, grinned a big mouth full of yellow teeth, and his eyes fell on Hawke who was standing at the door, wearing sunglasses, holding a gun in one hand and coffee in the other.

Hahaha!
Suddenly the butcher cried out.

laughter……

It's hard to hear. It's on par with the howl of a pig when it's facing a butcher's knife. It can even be said to be evenly matched.

Hawk laughed too.

But no sound came out.

The corners of Hawke's mouth raised slightly, he took a sip of his coffee, and looked at the butcher who grinned.

"Is it funny?"

"of course."

"is it?"

"I thought it would be boring, but I didn't expect the story to become so interesting all of a sudden."

There was a clicking sound.

The butcher straightened his right arm, and directly restored the dislocated right arm. He pressed his hands directly on the bar, and with a roar, he directly tore the bar in front of him and raised it at the same time.

The wind howled.

Hawke raised his eyebrows as he looked at the bar counter that was circling in the air and smashed towards him.

This power...

Got a fucking ton of adrenaline.

next second.

Boom!

The bar turned in circles, and a big hole was smashed into the hard floor. Then, the bar made of marble continued to punch holes one after another on the ground, and blasted out of the restaurant. After rolling several times on the concrete floor outside, the speed slowed down and landed in the middle of the intersection.

in the restaurant.

The butcher roared, and like a wild boar, he attacked Hawk who had just avoided the bar a second ago.

The floor of the restaurant instantly felt like an earthquake.

"Ah! Boom boom boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Hawk raised his right hand while retreating, Beretta buckled, and one bullet after another was fired directly, none of which missed, and they all shot at the butcher.

but……

Butcher's speed is bottomless.

The four bullet holes that appeared on his body were bright and bleeding, but none of this could slow down the butcher who looked like a wild boar.

so strong?
Where's your head?

The Beretta in Hawke's hand lifted up, and with a bang, a bright yellow bullet was released instantly, whistling, and hit the butcher on the forehead when he saw him coming towards him, but didn't even think about avoiding it. .

Bang!
The butcher's head was raised high, and the speed also dropped suddenly. Then, there was a bang, like a derailed train, and it was raised abruptly. Then, the back and the back of the head came into close contact with the floor heavily.

The sound was huge, like thunder.

But after this loud noise, the restaurant also fell into a brief silence.

The butcher, whose eyes were wide open and bleeding from the big hole between his eyebrows, was lying on the ground, motionless, and after a while, blood spilled out of the back of his head.

but……

Relying on his agility and speed, Hawke, who never let the butcher hit him, suddenly chuckled, took a sip of the coffee in his hand, hung up the call Gwen had just made to ask where he was, and then put away the phone , looking at the butcher who fell on the ground: "Don't pretend, I know you're not dead!"

The butcher lying in a pool of blood: "..."

(End of this chapter)