Chapter 100 Masked Man

An ordinary day in New York.

Stark Industries' stock price continues to fall. On major New York financial programs, more than one expert has threatened that Stark Industries will decline. As a result, a large number of retail investors have chosen to sell their stocks.

Tony Stark's title has also changed from the most successful businessman and genius scientist to the idiot who single-handedly brought down Stark Industries.

At the same time, Aoshi Group announced in a high-profile manner that it would join forces with the military to develop a weapon and equipment that meets the requirements of the US military, intending to seize the gap left after Stark Industries withdraws from arms production.

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The speeding car passed through the crowds of people, ignoring New York's traffic rules and the screams and curses on both sides of the road, and kept moving forward at a speed far exceeding the prescribed speed at the beginning of the busy city.

"Hurry up, drive faster!"

In the car, the gangster, whose body and even his face were covered with tattoos, looked back at the pursuing police car and urged his companion in the driver's seat.

"F***K, I want to go fast too, but there are so many people blocking me in front of me."

"Why are you worrying about this at this time? Just hit me!" Turning back and looking at the police car getting closer and closer behind him, the gangster gritted his teeth and ordered directly.

"Shit, you're crazy!" Even his companions in the same car were frightened by his fierce words.

"Do you think we have a way out now? We robbed so much money and shot and killed a bank security guard. If we are caught, we will be imprisoned until death..."

"but."

Obviously, the accomplice driving the car was still a little hesitant. His purpose was just to rob the bank, and the security guard was not killed by himself. If he was caught, the sentence would definitely not be that severe.

"F***K, if you don't do what I say, I will shoot you right now!"

The police car approaching behind him made the gangster in the car extremely excited. Seeing his companion's hesitant look, he directly picked up the gun in his hand and pointed it at his head, threatening him.

"F***K, you're crazy, I know, be careful and don't walk past."

Faced with the threat of firearms, the robber in the cab decisively chose to do as the other party said.

"Sir, I think you should actually calm down a little."

At this moment, along with the sound of light footsteps falling, a slightly childish voice came from the roof of the car.

"What!"

Hearing the sound, the two robbers in the car looked surprised. The gangster holding a pistol quickly looked out of the window, and then saw a child wearing a red hood and a rough knitted mask standing there. On top of the car.

"Damn it, how on earth did you get into the car!"

"You said this, from my previous high..."

Before the masked man could finish answering the question, the robber in the car raised his machine gun and glanced at the man.

Facing machine gun fire, the masked man on the roof of the car let out a cry of surprise, but his movements were extremely agile to avoid the flying bullets.

"F***K, you couldn't have said before you started shooting!" At this time, the robber driving in the car couldn't help but cursed secretly.

"Drive your car well!" He lowered his head and cursed back. When he raised his head again, he found that the voice originally standing on the roof of the car had disappeared without a trace: "What?!"

"Are you looking for me, sir?"

Accompanied by the childish voice, the gangster turned around and saw the masked man appearing at the back door of the car with one hand holding the door handle in a posture beyond normal people's imagination.

Seeing that he had attracted the gangster's attention, the masked man immediately changed his posture, and with an action that only a gymnast could do, he raised his leg and kicked the gun out of the opponent's hand.

"Damn it!" Looking at the submachine gun that fell on the road and was crushed by the traffic behind him, the robber's expression was distorted, and he quickly got back into the car to find another submachine gun.

However, this time, the robber was not as impulsive as before. His eyes glanced at the figure buckled on the car door, and he shot directly from the car.

Inside the car, bullets continued to be fired from the gun.

Outside the car, the masked man's movements were unusually dexterous. Often the robber would have already changed his position before the bullet from his gun was fired.

It was obviously a moving car, but the masked man stayed firmly in the car as if walking on flat ground.

"Damn, what kind of monster is this."

After firing dozens of shots but still unable to get rid of the guy hanging outside the car, the tattooed robbers couldn't help but look anxious. If they continued like this, sooner or later they would be caught by the police chasing behind them.

"There's a car ahead!" At this moment, the accomplice in the driver's seat suddenly spoke.

"Just hit it!" The tattooed robber said without looking back while shooting at the masked man on the roof of the car.

"You can't hit it, it's a big truck."

"Turn, turn quickly!" Turning back and looking at the huge truck in front of him, the tattooed robber shouted quickly. Although he doesn't care about the lives of pedestrians on the road, it doesn't mean he doesn't care about his own. If his life is gone, what's the use of grabbing such money.

In fact, without his reminder, the robber in the driver's seat suddenly turned the steering wheel and drove to the other side.

On the other side of the road, a passing pedestrian obviously hadn't noticed the danger at hand and was about to be hit by a car.

On the roof of the car, the masked man saw this scene and quickly jumped up and rushed towards the other person.

"careful!"

After successfully saving the pedestrian, the masked man stood up, but saw that the car the robber was in did not stop. Instead, it crashed straight into a red food truck parked on the roadside.

Seeing this, the masked man couldn't help but issue a reminder, shouting, and hurriedly ran in the direction, but obviously, it was too late.

boom--

With a harsh and violent impact, the food truck was directly knocked into a concave shape. It was hit by the fast-moving car and walked forward for more than ten meters before stopping.

Seeing this scene, the masked man slowly stopped running and looked at the crash scene silently, looking a little dazed.

"Asshole, can't you get away?!" Shaking his head, the tattooed robber got out of the car, glanced at the deformed and smoking front cover of the car that was also hit, and couldn't help but turn to face the The accomplice cursed.

"What can I do? The steering wheel has been smashed, and I don't have time to react. Who knows, there is actually a food truck blocking the front."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Let's grab the money and run before the police come." The robber who also walked out of the deformed car door touched the blood on his head and said hurriedly.

"Wait a minute." Ignoring the advice of his accomplices, the tattooed robber noticed the masked man standing not far away, reached out and took out the submachine gun he already had in the car, and said with a grin: "I want to solve the trouble just now. ." If it hadn't been for the masked man who suddenly appeared on the roof of the car, they might have successfully escaped just now.

"Were you two the ones who crashed my food truck into this state?"