Marvel’s Big Villain

Apartment balcony.

Anatoly looked at his subordinates covering their ears and screaming, and felt a chill in his heart.

If Vladimir hadn't held him back to prevent him from sticking his head out, it would have been him who had his ear knocked off.

Anatole patted his chest, and asked with lingering fear: "Brother, this son of a bitch's marksmanship is too accurate, what should we do now?"

Vladimir frowned and glanced around, and found the rope that was fastened to the balcony railing.

He thought for a moment, and a trace of viciousness and revenge appeared on his face.

"Break the rope! If you fall from a height of 30 to 40 meters, Jason won't be able to stand up for the rest of his life. We can also capture him alive, give him gold and pay him a job."

"good idea!"

Anatoly pulled out a .45 Colt M1911 and fired two shots at the rappel.

After the gunshots, the thick rappelling rope broke through two big holes, but did not break.

"This rope is too strong." Anatoly said with a surprised expression.

"This is a military rope, made of the strongest composite material, and it is usually assembled on a helicopter." Vladimir explained.

"This son of a bitch is really well prepared to escape!" Anatoly sneered and stepped forward to fill in the gun.

……………

"Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots were heard from the roof of the apartment building.

Jason knew that the last thing he expected had happened.

hurry up! Hurry up!

Jason was so anxious that the speed of the rope descended a little faster.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two more shots were fired, and the lowering rope snapped.

Jason lost his focus, and quickly fell to the ground with his back down.

At this time, he was still about fifteen meters away from the ground. If he fell on his back from this height, even if he didn't die, he would have to spend the rest of his life on the bed.

At the critical moment, Jason's survival instinct and years of cruel special training came into play.

Without a point of support in the air, he relied on the strength of his waist and abdomen to twist his body to restore his balance, so that his feet were facing the ground.

As soon as his posture was adjusted, Jason fell to the ground.

With a bang, a cloud of dust rose from the ground.

Jason jumped forward and rolled on the ground several times before venting the force of his fall.

The magical operation stunned the onlookers. They stood around in a daze, looking at Jason, who was squatting on the ground and clutching his ankle, showing pain.

Falling from a height of fifteen meters is not an easy task.

Even though Jason was prepared to resist the impact, his feet were still numb the moment he landed, followed by a sharp pain that almost made his feet numb.

Jason gritted his teeth, tried his best to stand up, and staggered towards the five-storey shopping mall opposite.

There are many people there, and the terrain is complex, which is the most suitable for getting rid of the pursuit.

…………

"This guy is really lucky to be able to get up after falling from such a high place, but his luck has come to an end."

Vladimir looked at the embarrassed Jason with a sneer of disdain.

Anatoly also smiled and raised his automatic rifle, pointing it at Jason's back: "Yes, Jin Bin's number one general is running around like a wild dog. It's ridiculous."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Jason hadn't taken a few steps when three gunshots sounded behind him.

The huge force from the body armor knocked him to the ground.

"what!"

Seeing that Jason was shot, the group of daring onlookers immediately ran away screaming like frightened birds in the jungle.

The moment Jason fell to the ground, he quickly got up again.

He knew it in his heart, as long as he paused on the ground for more than a second.

The gang of mafia armed with automatic rifles will beat him into a sieve together with the body armor.

Jason dodged left and right, ran as far as possible to crowded places, and used those passers-by as his shield.

Although this method harms others and benefits oneself, the effect is surprisingly good.

A dozen 7.62mm bullets hit him, and several innocent passers-by were shot by the bullets, and immediately fell to the ground and howled.

Jason, who was the target, was only hit by a stray bullet in his left arm.

He held back the severe pain, pressed hard on the wound, and ran towards the mall desperately.

【Ding! Indirectly kill an innocent passerby, get 100 villain points, current progress: 640/1000]

【Ding! Indirectly injured six innocent passers-by, gained 300 villain points, current progress: 940/1000]

At the cost of sacrificing seven innocent passers-by and an arm, Jason finally broke into the mall.

He broke into the ice cream shop at the entrance of the shopping mall, lay his body on the counter, and then rolled over hard into the counter.

Before he could catch his breath, Jason immediately let go of his right hand to check the injury on his left arm.

Through the bloody wound, the tail of the dark yellow warhead can be vaguely seen.

The bullet lodged in the muscle.

It looked like it was a ricochet that hit me, or the arm would have been pierced.

Jason, who has more than ten years of shooting experience, immediately judged the situation.

Jason panted heavily, carefully groping for the wound with the fingers of his right hand.

After touching the hard bullet, pinch it with your fingertips, hold your breath, and take out the bullet hard.

Blood stained his clothes and pants, Jason's lips were pale, and his head was sweating profusely.

The severe pain of bone erosion spread all over his body, and he tried his best not to groan.

Ding~~~ding~~ding

The warhead was removed and thrown to the ground.

Jason covered the bleeding wound, ripped the cloth on his arm with his teeth, and made a simple bandage for the wound.

As soon as it was bandaged, there were footsteps outside the door.

The melon-eaters onlookers have all run away, and there is no second possibility for the owner of the footsteps other than the Mafia.

It really doesn't give them a way out.

Jason raised his arm weakly and clicked on the system's mall interface.

He has fallen into a dead end, and has no other way out except relying on the system.

[Mall: cold weapon proficiency, fighting proficiency, firearms proficiency, piloting proficiency, flying pilot proficiency, special combat proficiency, special driving proficiency...]

The footsteps were getting closer, and Jason quickly browsed the mall interface, thinking quickly in his mind, what skills to learn can get him out of trouble.

A few seconds later, Jason clicked on Gun Mastery.

In the current situation, besides the gun, he really couldn't find a second option.

[Firearms proficiency level 1 (obtained)]

[Firearms proficiency level 2 (obtained)]

[Firearms proficiency level 3 (obtained)]

[Firearms proficiency level 4 (obtained)]

[Firearms proficiency level 5 (not obtained)]

Click on Firearms Proficiency Level 5.

[(Requires: 50 points; strength: 30, agility: 35, endurance: 30, intelligence: 35,)]

"Bah! What a bullshit system, there are pre-requirements." Jason cursed dissatisfiedly, and quickly clicked on the main interface of the system to check his attributes.

【Strength 33】

【Agility 32】

【Endurance 30】

【Intelligence 28】

...

His four-dimensional attributes are still 10 attribute points short of the requirement of [Firearms Proficiency Level 5].

Every time a level is upgraded, the attribute points obtained are exactly 10.

And he was only 60 villain points away from the second level.