Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 515: No Bottom Line (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)

"I also want to thank you!"

Martin raised his leg and kicked, and the wind force tore the frozen corpses and insects into pieces. The ice wall transformed from the sword energy fell down, and the old man of the Wu family stood opposite him.

He looked down and saw that the old man was holding a bone flute. The old man must have used something like a poisonous insect to kill the butler.

"If you hadn't escaped in advance and left no information behind, this housekeeper wouldn't have easily revealed the news."

The old man of the Wu family looked at the unfathomable Martin and said in a deep voice: "People always want to be higher and higher. They never stop. I raised him since he was a child, but I didn't expect that he would be an ungrateful person and betray me in the end."

Martin shook his head. "I originally thought that a charismatic figure like you, capable of controlling a region, would be cruel, but at least not a fool. Now it seems I really overestimated you."

"Based on the two things you've done, being able to die with dignity is already a luxury. What makes you think you can make a comeback?"

"You don't really think that as long as you give up everything in Myanmar, the higher-ups will let you go, right? How weak is your brain to actually think that this so-called Wu family is really worth the price."

"Before this ungrateful bastard reveals the secret, I am at least 50% sure."

The old man of the Wu family turned a blind eye to Martin's sarcasm and said to himself: "As long as this secret is not spread, I can escape this disaster by faking my death. It is a pity that the descendants I have worked so hard to cultivate were killed. But it is all worth it. After all, I am the foundation of the Wu family."

"But you ruined it all. I really don't understand. Doesn't the Justice League have anything else to do? Why are they chasing me?"

"You bastard, you teamed up with someone to kidnap Bruce. How dare you ask me why I'm chasing you?"

Martin laughed at the shameless old bastard.

"It's okay if you don't want to tell me. After I chop off your head, I will naturally get the answer from your soul."

Swish!
Martin swung out the Snow Drinking Knife, the knife flashed, and two blade auras with snow and wind as cold as bone marrow first struck the two floors of the hall.

"You are a bunch of blind and deaf idiots. I am here to seek revenge, not to put on a monkey show for you idiots. I warned you to get out before, but since you still don't leave, then just stay here!"

He didn't care whether these people standing upstairs were undercover agents, spies, or high-ranking officials.

Since these idiots have no eyes and ears, just die!

"You're so big..."

These people are used to abusing their power. In a place like Myanmar, people of status are almost like emperors, and they cannot tolerate any grievance.

Martin didn't tolerate them and slashed out with his sword. The wind and snow carried the sword energy and filled every corner of the building. He was like a shepherd waving a whip, lashing the coldness in these people's faces and driving them away.

"Lawless, really lawless!"

"Rude Master Dong, you will pay the price sooner or later!"

Martin heard the discussion coming from the corner, and swung the Xueyin Knife forward lightly. Fengxue changed from wielding a whip to holding a knife, removing small parts from those who cursed him.

In an instant, all the curses disappeared. Even though these people wanted to cut Martin into pieces right now, they had to put away their arrogance in the face of the fierce wind and frost blades, and left here by climbing over the wall and window.

"You are really brave. Inside is..."

Snapped!
Martin swung a knife, and the knife energy fell from the sky, leaving a deep mark on the ground, interrupting the old man of the Wu family.

"That's all useless bullshit. If I were afraid, I wouldn't do such a thing!"

He stared at the old man and said, "If you are scared, tell me everything you know. I can still leave you with an intact body."

"Young man, don't be too arrogant. I haven't lived for hundreds of years in vain."

The old man of the Wu family took the first step. He exploded the true energy in his body and rushed towards Martin like a cannonball. Powerful strength burst out from his seemingly thin body. He threw out hundreds of punches in an instant, compressing the air into balls and killing Martin from all directions.

"If you had really done anything useful to history in the past hundred years, you wouldn't be a so-called 'underground emperor' now."

Martin raised his legs and kicked out hundreds of afterimages, using the Swift Wind and Strong Grass. Each leg shadow was extremely fast, kicking away the fists that were coming towards him, and then all of them fell on the old man of the Wu family.

bang bang bang...

There was a dull sound coming from the body of the old man of the Wu family. Martin's leg kicked him, and it felt like kicking on steel. It did not cause any effective damage, but kicked him several meters away like a ball.

"Do you really think such a low-level trick as the bug will work on me?"

Martin stepped on the ground, and the insects released by the old man of the Wu family were instantly crushed into juice by the wind.

Southeast Asia has many rainforests and entered feudalism late, so local alchemists like to use insects to cast spells.

Not only are the raw materials readily available, but the effect is also quite good. Apart from being a bit disabling, there are almost no other disadvantages.

The old man of the Wu family was able to gain a foothold in such a place. In addition to his martial arts skills, he was naturally very knowledgeable about insect magic.

However, these insects must at least enter the human body or get close to the human body to be effective, so this thing has little effect on masters.

Martin's skills flowed smoothly. It was not easy for ordinary weapons to break through the skills that protected his body, let alone a bunch of bugs.

Even if these things could really enter his body, the Nie family's crazy blood disease is not exaggerated, and no poisonous insect can survive in the Qilin's crazy blood.

"I know people like you are hard to deal with, but in order to survive, I have to try everything!"

The old man of the Wu family landed steadily on the ground. Looking at Martin who was unharmed, his heart sank into the abyss.

Of course he knew that poisonous insects were useless against masters, but Martin's way of dealing with those insects was too simple, so simple that they looked like ordinary insects, which frightened him.

If he could use underhanded means to deal with Martin, he didn't want to confront him head-on at all.

Even if a martial arts master can use strong true qi to replace the essence and blood in his body, the age gap still cannot be bridged.

"I suggest you stop trying to be clever. It's useless to me."

Martin suddenly rushed forward, slashing with the magic sword in his hand, and cold air spread all around.

A shocking glance!
The more than ten-meter-long blade energy directly tore open the roof of the building, descended from the sky with the whistling north wind, and directly struck the head of the old man of the Wu family.

"The outcome is still uncertain, boy, don't be so arrogant!"

The old man of the Wu family had been a powerful figure in his youth. He roared, and his inner energy emanated from his body, swelling his frail frame into a muscular hunk. He raised his palms to the sky, and his inner energy transformed into an invisible wall of energy, which abruptly blocked Martin's frightening glance. Then, amidst the wind, snow, and sword energy, he swung his fists one after another, each one packing a force so powerful it could shake mountains and part rivers, pushing aside the sword energy as it thundered towards Martin.

"This is interesting!"

Martin stepped on the breeze and walked in the air. The magic sword in his hand used the secret of three feet of ice. The sword energy was condensed and more than three feet thick, just like the Snow Drinking Sword magnified several times, blocking the fierce punch of the old man of the Wu family.

Then, the sword energy that was more than three feet thick danced with Martin, and with simple chopping and slicing, it burst out with strong sword power, rolling forward, destroying everything in its way like a mountain avalanche.

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"Damn it! How could this guy, who is so young, have such powerful skills? His skills are even deeper than those of an old man like me who has lived for a hundred years?"

The old man of the Wu family looked at the fierce sword energy coming towards him, cursing in his heart, and did not dare to fight against it at all.

It's not that he couldn't block the sword energy, but the competition between the two had just begun. He needed to save his energy and there was no need to waste time on such things.

Showing off one's strength is something only young people would do. People like him are no longer in the age of showing off their strength and dominance. The only thing they need to think about is to survive and win.

Thinking of this, the old man of the Wu family turned around and ran, passing the guards set up by the Wu family on the periphery and specifically running to places where there were many people.

"Since this guy calls himself a hero, I don't believe he can kill innocent people. As long as I rush into the crowd, I can get a chance to breathe."

This old man completely abandoned the foundation he had worked hard for a hundred years, and didn't think about anything else except saving his own life.

The guards outside couldn't tell the situation. They were just hired cannon fodder. Although the chaos inside was about to break out, no one thought of informing them what was happening.

Seeing someone rushing out, they subconsciously opened fire to stop this stranger with a knife whom they had never seen before.

Martin used his light Kung Fu to catch shadows, and he only wanted to catch the old man named Wu, chop off his head, and find out the whereabouts of Bruce.

As for the other minions, he just swung his sword a few times casually, and the sword energy was like the north wind blowing through every place he passed, sweeping everything mercilessly.

All the guards fell in the sword energy, and no one cared whether they were dead or alive.

"Old man, you have lived for a hundred years. Are you going to come up with such a stupid move when you are about to die?"

Martin saw through his plan at a glance and sneered loudly, "You know what this black market is for better than I do. If you think that hiding in the crowd will make me afraid to act rashly, then you are really wrong."

"If I kill everyone in this black market, it would be unfair. If I kill every one I miss, I will not show mercy to such people."

After saying that, he swung out a knife. The knife energy was the same size as the Xueyin Knife. It passed through the air accurately and went straight to kill the old man of the Wu family.

"Humph!"

The old man of the Wu family circulated the internal energy throughout his body, but unexpectedly the sword energy directly broke through the internal energy. Although it was deflected, it still left a blood mark on his body.

The other blocked sword energies flew out and hit several unlucky guys who were bargaining, cutting off their hands and feet, and they immediately fell to the ground and wailed.

Martin didn't even look at him. He took the opportunity when the old man of the Wu family was injured and jumped over his head. The fine blade energy fell down and turned into an ice wall to block the escape route one by one.

"What a cruel and ruthless boy! How can you be worthy of the name of a hero when you act like this?"

The old man of the Wu family punched the ice wall repeatedly, then he randomly chose a direction, lowered his head and ran wildly, struggling to run towards the ground.

It's normal that you can kill the bastards in the black market at will, but I don't believe that you don't care about the lives of ordinary poor people on the ground!

The old man of the Wu family could see that Martin was different from ordinary superheroes. He had his own set of standards in his mind and would not be shaken by what others said.

But he believed that no matter how vicious a superhero was, he had a bottom line, and he didn't, so he would definitely be the final winner.

"Whether I deserve the title of hero is not for you, a bastard. You are sitting in the sinner's seat of history and have no right to judge my qualifications."

Martin was not shaken by a few words. The Snow Drinking Sword in his hand chopped faster and faster, and the sword energy became more and more urgent. The wind and snow blew towards the enemy like waves, trying to tear it to pieces.

The sword light cut off the pillars supporting this underground black market one by one. Some floors were only supported by one pillar. After being cut off, they collapsed directly, and everyone on that floor was buried under the rubble.

But neither the old man of the Wu family nor Martin cared about the casualties. They chased each other and pushed their speed to the limit, so fast that they couldn't even leave a shadow.

Occasionally there would be contact, and the two would separate after a touch, but the collision of sword energy and fists would cause waves to erupt, causing the entire underground floor to vibrate.

"Help! The building is collapsing! Everyone, run!"

The shaking of the building sent the black market into a panic, and similar places have been popping up in Naypyidaw for years.

As long as there are enough goods, anywhere can be a black market.

But over the years, there has never been a fight between superhumans in broad daylight, a fight that was so intense that it threatened to collapse underground buildings.

In Southeast Asia, the American street hero approach doesn't really work.

Because too many people are still struggling on the line between life and death, what they need are more tangible things, such as food, clean water and medicine bottles, rather than a concept of justice.

That's why Martin drew his sword directly instead of talking about ideas with the old man of the Wu family, because this old antique didn't believe in it at all.

They believe in absolute violence, traditional family relationships and conservative morals.

boom!
The old man of the Wu family was the first to approach the ground. He punched out, and the force of his fist squeezed the air, directly blasting a big hole in the ground, and the gatekeeper was also blown away.

"Don't think about it!"

Seeing that the old guy was about to rush out, Martin rushed forward, raised his leg and kicked out with great force, accelerating in a straight line. The whole person turned into a shadow and rushed directly to the exit.

"You old bastard, don't even think about using the lives of innocent people to make a fuss!"

"Even a momentary cold, even three feet of ice, can block your path. Freeze!"

Click!

Seeing that he was a step slower, Martin knew that even if he kicked out with great force, he would not be able to stop the old man of the Wu family, so he swung out the Snow Drinking Knife directly, which just hit the exit and sealed the ice wall at the entrance of the cave.

"Boy, I finally found your weakness! I gladly accept this magical weapon."

(End of this chapter)