The Father of American Comics Superheroes - Chapter 66:
Chapter 66: Action (2/2)
At night, the cold wind gradually rose, hanging in the sky as if the moon also felt the cold, early to pull a heavy cloud, covered himself.
However, even without moonlight, the ground is still bright as daylight because of a piece of light.
With the passage of time a little, the police have been off duty, although there are still many on duty, but compared with the daytime, the number has been reduced by ninety-nine percent.
Mike quietly holding binoculars looking into the distance, he has prepared.
A cold wind blew, and the clouds were thicker.
A few minutes later, Mike suddenly felt a cold sensation coming from his face.
Looking up, Mike exhaled gently as a white mist rolled in front of his eyes and then disappeared.
Then, Mike’s eyes narrowed as he saw two police cars with a prison van appear in view.
Mike keenly caught a flash of blue in the prison van.
“Wait and see.”
Mike muttered to himself, standing like a statue, with only his gaze following the car closely as it moved.
He had chosen a good spot to see several blocks below.
Mike noticed the ones driving the car.
Sure enough, they were the ones he had seen during the day with his Falcon Spirit and suspected of being mutants.
The three cars moved quickly, and before they were about to disappear from his view, he took out an instantaneous movement card and disappeared into place, appearing on another building several blocks away.
With his current embodied power, he could make quite a few of them in one night, so he didn’t need to save them, but now he could use them for tracking.
The threat posed by ordinary police officers is limited, but if there are more of them, can be a headache, and Mike won’t do anything until the prison van carrying Raven leaves the area.
I think Hellfire’s people are planning to do the same if they come.
The prisoner car moved further and further, and finally after more than an hour, when the prisoner car was far away from the police station and came to a remote area, the people of Hellfire started.
Mike’s eyes lit up as he waited for things to develop.
In the dim light, a tall man stood in the middle of the road, he inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, white mist sprayed out from his mouth and nose, like gulping clouds, blowing away the snowflakes in front of him.
The figure grinned, his head lowered, like a behemoth running wildly, and rushed towards the leading police car.
With a bursting roar, a dent appeared in the centre of the front of the lead police car, and the car spun and crashed into the guardrail on the side of the road.
With a popping sound, the prisoner car and the police car behind it slammed on the brakes and came to a halt.
Hearing the commotion, Raven looked out through the window of the prisoner car and her face changed.
It was Ricky!
What are they doing here!
Raven was in a complicated mood, her eyes were flashing.
“How’s that? It is impressed?”
Sitting across from Raven, Erwin, who had fiery red hair, spoke lightly, and as Raven looked at him, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly as he said, “How many do you think they’ve come, and how many will become collectibles for the Lord?”
Raven ignored the other man and just looked at the mutants outside with concern.
With a metallic tearing sound, the car that crashed on the curb was easily torn apart by a pair of hands, and a man with arms like blades, with a man and a woman, appeared in front of everyone.