The Traverser of Marvel World

Standing in front of a very inconspicuous street thrift shop, James Edwards looked around and then at someone, but the words "holy**!!" were not directly written on his face.

There is no way, just now the two were still on the roof of the building where the suspect, er, should be suspected of being an alien.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the two appeared in front of this thrift store, and it was also in front of a thrift store that James Edwards was familiar with.

For a black policeman with only basic beliefs, how can he remain calm with this ability that seems to only exist in comics and science fiction movies.

Well, in fact, James Edwards is still in a calm state now, at least he didn't yell, let alone lose control of his complex.

"Okay, after you join the job, you will naturally know what to let you know."

"Now, let's confirm the model of the gun that disappeared before."

Patting the other party on the shoulder, Liu Ruian smiled and walked towards the thrift store in front of him.

It has to be said that James Edwards' psychological quality is quite good to be selected as a black super special police officer.

"I said man, this is Jack's shop, he sells stolen goods but not guns."

James Edwards, who came back to his senses, followed him while talking.

"Yeah?"

Liu Ruian, who didn't look back, pushed open the door of this unremarkable thrift shop, and walked in calmly.

"welcome……"

Jack, scrutinizing his harvest, is about to welcome a fat sheep, only to see someone he doesn't want to see.

"Police Edward, why is this here? I remember it was handed over to the authorities." Looking at the dirt in front of him, Jack said innocently.

It's a pity that this guy's acting skills are really low, but for an alien, being able to play people like this is not bad at all.

Probably afraid of someone messing around, James Edwards took a few steps to the counter, picked up a Rolex gold watch and said:

"I heard that you have more sought-after Rolexes than the stolen ones."

"I also sell drugs, but I like the time of doing business here." Jack, the owner of the shop, seemed to be very frank.

"I'm referring to guns, don't be clever!" James Edwards asked sternly, taking down the gold Rolex watch in his hand.

"Please! As you can see, this is all I have." With a wronged expression on his face, Jack defended himself.

Seeing James Edwards who was about to say something, Liu Ruian stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Let me do it."

"Don't mess around, or..."

Looking at someone with some confusion, James Edwards didn't even realize his tone, which was far less calm than usual.

"Okay, that guy just wanted to die, not me wanting to kill him."

After an insincere explanation, Liu Ruian pulled James Edwards away, walked to the counter and raised his hand.

"Bang!!"

"Wow!!"

At the moment when the counter glass shattered, a corpse appeared in front of the three of them.

"**!"

Subconsciously, the shop owner Jack stepped back a few steps, looked at the person lying on the counter, oh no, it should be a corpse, and his expression was no longer as innocent as before.

"Show him the imported goods." Liu Ruian said with a smile as if he had just done something trivial.

Watching the former buyer turned into a corpse, and now lying in front of him.

Coupled with the weird scene of turning into a living person just now, oh no, it was a weird scene of turning into a corpse, even if Jack is an alien, he can't calm down anymore.

"I... I haven't... I haven't sold imported goods for a long time." Jack, who subconsciously regarded the yellow man in front of him as a creature of higher civilization, stammered.

Liu Ruian is very clear that this kind of aliens who seek life in the dark side of human society are even more slick than those dark gangsters.

It would be perfect to describe them as no tears without seeing the coffin, and said with a smile:

"It seems that I have to help you remember it well." Liu Ruian smiled.

"Hi! Don't mess around..."

Before James Edwards could see what was wrong, he finished speaking when Liu Ruian snapped his fingers.

Almost at the same time, with a muffled sound of "Boom!", the head of the owner Jack burst in front of James Edwards.

"Damn! Put it down"

James Edwards, who subconsciously wanted to touch the gun, remembered that his gun had been "dismembered" by someone.

"Are you looking for this?" Liu Ruian, who suddenly had a gun in his hand, smiled.

"this……"

Looking at the familiar gun body, James Edwards knew that this was his own gun without asking.

But before he could open his mouth, he heard a slightly distorted, but still familiar voice:

"Rude bastard! You remind me of some old guy!!"

Then James Edwards saw that the owner Jack, who had been shot in the head, stood up again.

On the neck where the head had been lost, a sarcoma-like thing actually grew out.

Just a few breaths, this thing is like blowing up a balloon, expanding into a head at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Do you know how painful this will be!"

"Of course I don't know, but I know that if you don't cooperate, it's not just your head that will be blown off." Liu Ruian, who looked at the other party, smiled.

Obviously this smile is very gentle and handsome, but regardless of whether it is the owner Jack or James Edwards, they both feel a chill from their heels to their foreheads.

It has to be said that in this world where aliens walk everywhere, the integrity of aliens is not much higher than that of earthlings, and many of them are even lower.

Faced with the strange ability, coupled with decisive killing, Jack, the shopkeeper who still had mucus on his face, chose to cooperate wisely.

When the button hidden inside the counter was pressed, amidst a sound similar to an old-fashioned electric bell, the unremarkable second-hand counter and the shelves on the wall turned 180 degrees one after another.

"Is it the one in the middle?" Liu Ruian asked, pointing to the counter in the middle.

"Yes, that's it." James Edwards, who nodded subconsciously, replied.

Liu Ruian, who knew the answer a long time ago, directly moved his hand, and the next moment he saw the gun that was originally placed on the counter appeared in his hand.

Facing such a weird scene, James Edwards remained calm.

"Reflective carbonization energy conversion gun, it seems to be the name."

Playing with this very...roughly crafted gun with a very strange shape, Liu Ruian understood the material, structure and principle of this thing in just an instant.

Not only that, how this reflective carbonization energy conversion gun can be improved to be more powerful, consume less energy, and have a cooler appearance, etc., also appeared in Liu Rui'an's brain at almost the same time. (To be continued.)