The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

One message Skye was trying to convey was simple.

It is estimated that the outside world may not know what happened here. The lunch break and the peak meal period have passed, and the people who should come have come, and the people who should leave have also left.

"What about the police, it's impossible that no one called the police."

"do not know."

Skye shook his head: "If it was you, and you controlled the cafeteria, would you let them call the police?"

Gwen opened his mouth. "What now?"

Skye frowned, thought for a while, then looked at Gwen: "We have to get out."

Her car was parked in the parking lot outside. The phone, Pokémon, and the pistol that Lake just gave her in the morning were all in the car, and they had to get out quickly and tell the classmates outside that the restaurant had fallen. .

Harry asked, "How do I get out?"

The door of the restaurant building, if you go there, you need to pass the restaurant. There is no doubt that the restaurant is occupied.

Back door.

Although there is no need to go through the restaurant, the corridor leading to the back door is also very close to the restaurant.

Skye glanced at Harry.

How to get out?

How else could she go out? Skye wanted to go out quietly, but the current reality didn't give her a chance.

Ah.

I like Kai Wushuang!

Skye raised her eyebrows and couldn't help remembering that one night, she and Lake were watching a war disc at home. When the surviving soldiers used various traps to deal with the enemy, she asked Lake if it was When he, what would he do, this sentence is what Lake told him.

I believe in you asshole.

If this is unparalleled, I will be turned into a rag doll.

five minutes later.

Skye took a deep breath, his palms were sweating, and he quickly probed to confirm that there was no one in the corridor. After walking out, he waved to the bathroom. Gwen, Harry, and Peter moved lightly. came out of the bathroom.

"Quick!"

Skye turned his head and whispered to the three people behind him, and then, like a mother chicken, he was watching the enemy who might emerge from the restaurant at any time, while the assault rifle in his hand was very formal. , guarding the three little chickens behind him, walking gently and quickly towards the corridor leading to the back door of the restaurant.

While Harry and Peter, who were following behind, were nervous, the confusion in their eyes became more and more.

after all……

This style of painting is a little strange to Harry and Peter, and the reason may have something to do with their gender?

Over there in the restaurant.

A friend who shared the same illness as Maroney saw that Maroney had been out for so long and had not come back, so he greeted the others in the restaurant and walked out of the restaurant.

At first glance, I saw Skye and others leaning against the wall and seemed to be about to walk towards the back door.

"Hi!"

The man shouted at Skye and the others, and after attracting the attention of the four Skye people and the attention of his colleagues in the restaurant, he directly picked up the gun hanging on his body and prepared to shoot.

but……

boom!

A Huang Cancan bullet was directly withheld by Skye, and with a splattered flame, the bullet directly broke through the air, and it directly shot this guy in the head with great precision.

moment.

The man jumped directly on the spot, and then fell heavily to the ground, completely crashing into the street. With the outflow of watermelon juice, his feet were still twitching.

Skye was a little flustered.

She swore that she never meant to kill him, but when she was training at the shooting range, Skye practiced aiming at the head from the first time he touched a gun.

Sharpshooters are fed with bullets.

Although Skye was not a sharpshooter, he trained at the shooting range once a week and fed with 200 rounds of bullets each time, not to mention long distances, even a distance of 70 meters had already formed a muscle memory of where to shoot.

"Oneshot!"

"Dan!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Come on."

Accompanied by the exclamations of the restaurant approaching the corridor, two people ran out of the restaurant directly, raised their hands, and swooped directly towards the position of Skye and the others.

Skye's eyes shrank sharply, and before he had time to think about it, he shouted directly at the three people behind him, and also raised his gun to shoot.

Micro the trigger.

boom!

boom!

boom!

"puff!"

"puff!"

"Jack!"

"Ellen!"

"..."

The gunfire ceased.

When Skye and a few people were about to turn around and run towards the bathroom again, when he heard the gunshots disappearing behind him, Skye couldn't help turning around and looked directly stunned.

dead again?

Chu Chu Chu!

A round of bullets was withheld from the dining room, smashing large holes in the wall far away from Skye and the others, as if to explain one thing.

It's not that their guns are fake, but that their marksmanship is weak.

"This……"

Gwen, who was hiding against a raised wall, couldn't help but glanced down at the door of the restaurant. Accompanied by the furious screams in the restaurant, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and looked at Skye. His eyes have changed.

how to say?

It is just like looking at the big devil's expression.

Speaking of...

Who are the terrorists?

Skye opened his mouth and immediately noticed Gwen's eyes. He was silent for a while and said, "If I told you, I didn't shoot them in the head on purpose, would you believe it?"

I was ready to run.

what you see.

Skye dared to swear to God that she just shot twice at random, trying to temporarily stop the fire between the two and give them a chance to escape, and it was definitely not intentional.

Gwen nods his little head sharply.

So did Harry and Peter.

but……

Even an idiot could see the perfunctory expressions on Gwen and Harry and Peter's faces.

I'm so...

Skye opened his mouth, and suddenly there was an indescribable feeling of bitterness.

Lake likes headshots, I don't. Lake forced me to practice.

Skye shouted in her heart. She was completely instinctive in those few shots, and, frankly, there was nothing uncomfortable. After all, sometimes when she went to the forest shooting range in New Jersey, she was made of animals stocked there. target.

Instead of one shot at a time, I should have seen a picture of a poor goat who is said to be from Texas, carrying a Gatling over there.

Compared with Gatlin's chug, Skye even felt that her way of shooting one shot was already a kind of kindness.

Gwen looked at the three corpses lying at the door of the restaurant, and the scene where only dared to stretch out the gun blindly, and swallowed: "Skye, I think you scared them."

Harry and Peter were speechless at the moment.

after all……

Skye today is different from Skye in the past.

Put it this way.

In the past, Skye's performance was quite inconspicuous, or it could be said to be indistinguishable from the world. Even Midtown High School was not very clear about Skye's family background, but Skye was able to drive a car since he was sixteen years old. A brand-new Porsche Cayenne, and then a better relationship with Gwen and Alexis, who has graduated, it is not difficult to guess that Skye's family background is also the type that is not easy to bully.

But that's all.

at the moment?

It's like, I always thought it was a little sheep, but suddenly it happened, this little sheep is actually a big devil disguised.

The change was abrupt.

The angry screams from the restaurant grew louder and louder, but at the same time, the gunfire gradually ceased.

next second.

A man with a panic-stricken expression and a gun cautiously stuck his head out from the restaurant.

"Boom!"

When Skye subconsciously prepared to pull the trigger, he quickly cut the letter to the man's exposed right leg.

moment.

With a scream, the man fell to the ground directly, then turned around and crawled towards the inside of the restaurant, roaring: "Fake, he's still outside, kill him, kill him."

The gunshots rang out again.

but……

The aim was almost too high, and the dense bullets hit the walls and the floor, but without exception, they all failed.

Harry said at this time: "Damn, it's all like this, hasn't the school found out yet?"

Peter shook his head and said, "There is a musical instrument practice on the small playground over the restaurant, and the sound of gunshots from our side is offset by the sound of music when it reaches there."

Harry turned to look at Peter. "Why didn't I hear that?"

Peter shrugged. "I'm naturally a little better at hearing than anyone else."

Skye took off his magazine, looked at the few bullets in it, buried the three bullets he had just taken out, and stared at the corridor leading to the back door that was less than 60 meters away from them. Looking at the restaurant that was shooting indiscriminately, he looked at Gwen: "Gwen, I'm here to cover you, will you go to the police?"

Skye wanted Harry and Peter to go out to the police if they could.

but……

The body is too weak, it is estimated that they will be covered. I am afraid that at the distance of 50 meters, I will be frightened and I will be able to fall on the spot. Moreover, Skye's car is locked by fingerprints, so Peter and Harry can't open her. car door.

Skye automatically ignored Peter and Harry and looked directly at Gwen: "Dare you?"

Gwen was stunned for a moment, then, taking a deep breath, looked at Skye: "The daughter of the Stacy family is no worse than the daughter of the Edwin family. Yes, you can cover me."

Skye nodded: "Okay, I'll count one, two, three."

Gwen took a deep breath, trying to calm his beating heart as much as possible, and after a while, made an OK gesture towards Skye.

Skye understands.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two bullets went straight out of the chamber and hit the glass of the restaurant. When the glass of the restaurant shattered, Skye said to Gwen, "GOGOGO!"

Gwen understood, got up like a Tibetan antelope, and ran towards the corridor fifty meters away.

Skye kept his interval, and shot bullets precisely at the positions where they might be shot.

"boom!"

"what!"

"Fake!"

A man who did not show up was directly pierced by a pre-emptive bullet in his wrist, causing him to roar. In just a few seconds, Gwen had also run into the corridor leading to the back door of the restaurant.

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