Phantom Kid in the World of American Comics

  The existence of the death shooter really exceeded McGieson’s expectations. He did not expect that an existence of Freud's level would actually serve as a black masked horse.

  And still staying in this place out of the black mask's sphere of influence.

   To be honest, if McGyson is a black mask, with a powerful helper like Death Shooter, the first thing is to let the dead shot kill Penguin or Bain.

  One layer is to kill one's biggest competitor, and the other layer is to consider that even if they fail to kill the opponent in the end, they can lose both.

  After all, the death shooter does not have the attribute of loyalty, he just takes money to do things.

  After finishing the work, whether he will continue to help himself, it depends only on how much money you can afford.

  So McGyson bet that the black mask can never completely trust the death shooter.

  It is best for him to let him assassinate others, and for some important tasks, it is best not to let the dead shot interfere.

  It’s just that McGieson didn’t expect that the important stronghold of the Black Mask’s expansion force is actually for the death shooter to guard here.

  If it's not for the black mask's brain problem, then it is that he has really lost money on Death Shooter.

   "Taboo..."

  Muggison listened to the approaching footsteps, and counted down silently in his heart.

  The death shooter holds a silent pistol and keeps shooting at all times.

  While approaching the pillar that McGieson used as a cover, he gently placed his finger on the trigger.

   Suddenly, the death shooter rushed to the side of the pillar in a vigorous step, and his muzzle was pointed at the position where McGieson was just now.

  "……"

  Without hesitation, even without confirming the target, the death shooter pulled the trigger directly.

  There was no gunshot, but the bullet had already been shot out.

  However, the moment after pulling the trigger, the pupils of Death Archer suddenly enlarged.

  Only because there is no one behind the pillar!

  A black skull mask and matching suit fell to the ground.

   "Whoo!"

  Suddenly, Freud heard a sound of breaking through the air from above his head.

  Unlike McGinson's average opponent, he didn't choose to avoid it.

  Instead, he raised his hand and shot at the source of the sound.

  I saw the bullet collided with something in the air, making a slight "pop", and both deviated from their respective course.

  "Is it a poker card?"

  When the shape of the object was clearly seen, the Death Shooter couldn't help but wonder.

  He looked up and saw a man with monocle in a white dress and top hat standing at the top of the pillar.

  The cloak behind him was swayed by the wind on the roof.

  In the afterglow of the setting sun, full of mystery and artistic sense...

  Of course, what attracted the sight of the death shooter the most was the stranger-looking poker gun in the hands of this strangely-dressed man.

  It was the first time he met with playing cards as a bullet gun.

   "I didn't expect to meet in this situation, Mr. Lawton, um... Maybe you prefer someone to call you a death shooter?"

   McGyson maintained the polite demeanor of a gentleman and made a friendly bow to the death shooter.

   "What kind of material are used to make that playing card?"

  Death Shooter suddenly asked for no reason, with a strong curiosity in his tone.

  "This gun is the latest technology product of Wayne Enterprise. It can not only shoot silently, but also uses special materials to customize the bullet."

  "On the penetrability of bullets alone, it even surpasses the bullets of anti-material sniper rifles."

  "Such bullets did not penetrate your playing cards. Although I know that there is an alloy that can be made into the size of a card, once such a card hits a bullet, it will make a huge noise."

   "And the sound of the impact just now has been so small that it can be ignored, what material did you use for your playing cards?"

   Hearing that, McGyson is strange, and he has used this playing card for a long time. This is the first time someone has asked him about it.

   "I have to say that your vision is very poisonous. I only know that you are the most proficient in firearms in the world. I did not expect to have such a deep research on weapons materials."

   McGieson stretched out his left and right, his index finger and thumb were compared slightly, but the **** did not touch each other.

   "I just used a little ‘Vibration’."

  Yes, McGinson’s playing cards are made of ordinary steel cards mixed with a small amount of vibrating gold.

  In fact, when he first debuted half a year ago, he was not using vibrating gold, but the most common alloy.

  After all, the vibrating thing is old and expensive, don’t say it is sold in milligrams, there is still no market.

  At that time, McGieson was poor and white, so he could not afford such high-end gadgets.

  Even if he had the first pot of gold from Adam’s Star later, he couldn’t stand the burn.

  Where did McGinson’s current vibrating playing cards come from?

  This is the Hell's Kitchen.

  Do you remember the Dresden Green Diamond when McGinson went to the Wilson Building to steal the gold?

  At that time, McGinson disguised as a senior cadre, Finier, and mixed in, and then found Vibranium in a certain laboratory.

  What else to say, I’m sorry if I don’t take a bit.

  But McGinson didn’t take much, only a fist-sized piece, which should be enough for him for a lifetime.

  Of course, such things as Zhenjin playing cards are too precious, and he does not dare to use them indiscriminately.

  Now the reason why McGieson came up with a vibrating poker card, naturally has his purpose.

  Maybe this will become the key to defeating the death shooter, maybe...

  "Vibration?"

  Death Shooter is very confused by this vocabulary.

  "Zhenjin is the name that has emerged recently. According to your previous statement, this should be called ‘sound-absorbing steel’."

   McGieson said that, the death shooter suddenly understood how precious the poker card was just now.

  At the same time, his eyes are already red. It is estimated that the tens of millions of dollars paid to him by the black mask can only be exchanged for a few grams of vibrating gold.

  And this guy in front of him used such expensive materials to make playing cards!

  He fought his life to commit assassinations. On average, a single order cost tens of millions of dollars, depending on the identity of the assassination target.

The   ten million dollar level goal is almost at the level of the mayor of Gotham or the attorney general.

   "Looking at your outfit, it should be the thief Kidd that Bain said."

  Floyd pointed the muzzle at McGinson's head.

   "Yes, it's me."

   McGieson confessed generously, and then smiled mysteriously.

   "Mr. Lawton, I think you are not Black Mask or Baine's men. We are not necessarily enemies."

   "Roman gave me 30 million U.S. dollars and let me work under him for half a year."

  Death shooter is unmoved.

   "He didn't give you an order to kill me, right?"

   McGieson asked rhetorically.

  "I have heard many rumors about you, such as that you can give up all the bottom line for money...Then, if I give you vibrancy, you will treat it as if I have not appeared today."

  I saw McGieson slowly raising his hand, and a black stone was sandwiched between his index finger and ring finger.

   is about the size of a thumb.

   "This deal is a bargain."