Comics: Superman?Lao Tzu, a native of the motherland

Chapter 150 Robbery?

On the street at this moment, when the people of the motherland wearing the Stars and Stripes uniform appeared, the passers-by around them rushed forward like crazy.

"Motherlander!"

"People of the motherland! I am your fan!"

"Oh my god, fellow countryman, you are so strong!"

The onlookers exclaimed and took out their smartphones from their pockets to take pictures.

Compared with Geno's original post-World War II world, the Black Robe Universe has already entered the information age. Under the influence of the Internet, people's words and deeds will be infinitely amplified, and Watt Company also relies on Internet packaging and other means to create stars. Build a superhero.

The most famous superstar among them is a native of the motherland.

"Hey, friends, calm down." The motherland man smiled and said to keep people sensible, but his body unconsciously assumed various poses suitable for taking pictures.

This is also one of the hobbies of the motherland. He enjoys the feeling of being looked up to.

Among the pushing and shoving crowd, Geno was quickly pushed out of the crowd.

"It's interesting." Geno glanced at the motherland indifferently, but put an arm on his shoulder.

The arm patted Geno's shoulder lightly: "Hey, are you okay?"

The inquirer is none other than Queen Maeve.

At this moment, Queen Maeve stared at the tall and tall young man with curiosity.

The face under the hood was full of calm, and neither the threat of the robbers nor the appearance of the motherland seemed to arouse the slightest emotion in the other party.

How could ordinary people not react when faced with robbery? Queen Maeve subconsciously felt that the other party was unusual.

"I'm fine." Geno pushed the woman away, looked at the people from the motherland who were surrounded by the crowd, and chuckled: "Are you not as popular as him?"

Hearing Jeno's words, Maeve frowned slightly, then glanced at the people from her motherland surrounded by the crowd, stared at Jeno and said, "For your own good, I advise you not to say that."

Although he doesn't value fame, his ex-boyfriend's homeland has always been mentally unstable, so he might take action against this ordinary person.

"Haha." Geno chuckled, shrugged, turned around and walked away. Before leaving, he did not forget to say to the woman: "I believe we will meet again soon."

Listening to Geno's words, Maeve looked at the background of the young man's departure with some confusion.

"Strange man."

Maeve clenched her fists, shook her head and walked towards her motherland.

On the other side, Geno left the street where the natives appeared and walked into an alley.

Corrupt and smelly black water filled both sides of the alley, but in the alley, which was only a few hundred meters long, there were many strangely dressed little guys standing there.

As soon as Geno appeared in the sight of this group of people, many Nicos exchanged glances.

Soon, the group reached an agreement, and a tall Nico stepped forward to block Jeno's path.

“Hey, man, be smart and hand over your money!”

This group of people are the local gangsters in this area, and the most distinctive feature of America in the 21st century is gang culture. A group of gangsters living at the bottom rely on gray industries to make a living, which naturally includes robbery.

Geno was currently wearing sweatpants and a hooded top. He didn't look particularly wealthy, but he wasn't dressed to the extent that you could tell at a glance that he couldn't hide his wealth.

So, these little Nicos planned to rob Geno.

"Robbery?"

Geno lowered his head and looked at the group of gangsters with tattoos on their bodies with interest.

Well, a group of little niggas are trying to rob Superman. This situation makes Geno want to laugh a little. "What expression should I put on? Fear? Or fear?" Geno sneered.

"Fake, it seems you want to suffer a little!" The leader, Nico, felt offended again. He turned his hand and took out a butterfly knife and moved it up and down.

The sharp blade danced like a tiger, and Nico said with a ferocious smile: "I'll say it one last time, hand over the money!"

"Oh, forget it, people like you are just a waste of air." Geno sighed.

next moment.

Before the people around him could react to what happened, they felt a breeze blowing on their cheeks, and then a pungent smell of blood surrounded the tip of their noses.

When they came back to their senses, they found that the leader Nico who had been standing there had quietly disappeared, replaced by two thighs without an upper body. The surrounding walls were also filled with blood, and bone fragments were scattered everywhere, as if they were entering. Arrive at the slaughterhouse.

"Don't be dazed, it's your turn soon." Geno appeared again, standing at the entrance of the alley, holding a bloody rib in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

Geno raised his ribs and flicked them gently. The bones exploded with a roar that caused the air to tremble. It instantly penetrated a person's head and the head-exploded corpse fell to the ground. This ferocious scene simply frightened the Nicos.

"Oh my God!"

"Devil, he is the devil!" Younigo's lips trembled, looking at the expressionless Jeno in horror.

But no matter what, being able to blow an adult's head with bones is something they can't afford to offend.

"run!"

Everyone present suddenly remembered this plan and ran in all directions.

This group of people developed good habits during the chase with the police and knew that they could not run in the same direction to avoid the risk of being caught in one fell swoop.

However, the one who was faster than them was Geno. Geno activated his super speed and broke the necks of the fleeing Nicos in just a short moment.

To outsiders, it looked like a supernatural event had occurred. A group of niggas tilted their heads and lost their lives without even saying a word.

After killing these short-sighted Nicos, Geno took some money from them and ended up with less than a thousand dollars.

"Well, let's buy a mobile phone next." Geno held the banknote and stuffed it into his pocket.

In this world, I really need a communication tool.

“Nearby cell phone store.”

Geno turned on super clairvoyance and super vision, ignoring the lingering figure in the hotel. Geno quickly found a digital equipment store around the corner.

Geno opened the door, and there was only a young white guy in the store at the moment. He had curly hair and was squatting on the ground wiping the TV in the store.

The robbery that was played on the streets this morning was being shown on the TV at the moment.

"What do you want?"

The young man rubbed his head in frustration, stood up and looked at Jeno.

"A mobile phone." Geno took out the dollar bills in his pocket.

His eyes passed over the young man.

He knew this guy, Huey Campbell, an ordinary mobile phone store clerk. His life was no different from that of ordinary people. This guy was timid and fearful. Except for having a girlfriend who loved him, poor Huey was no different from a loser. He earned He earns a meager salary, and the owner of the digital store at work ignores him.

"Wait a minute." Huey rubbed his neck, then took out a mobile phone from the counter and handed it to Jeno.

"The recently released styles are a hundred dollars cheaper for you. Take them now." A flash of pride flashed in Huey's eyes. He would be very happy if his boss could make less money.

(End of this chapter)