Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 536 A Wrong Choice (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)

“Few people can get behind me!”

Martin could feel a sharp knife on his neck and his left shoulder being held tightly. He couldn't help but praise: "You did a great job, you all did a great job! If I'm not mistaken, the argument just now was just a show performed for me."

"We are not stupid. We know that a target with a high bounty like you is not an easy target. We must not be careless."

Standing behind Martin is an invisible man. It is unclear how he hides himself, but when he moves, some distorted edges appear on his moving body.

"Although we are all enemies of each other, we don't mind uniting for the sake of benefit. So, we staged a play. They played the clown in front, using farce to attract your attention and let you relax your vigilance, while I went around behind you."

"boom!"

"Big men like you are always so proud. Almost no one can overcome this weakness. This is the key to my ability to complete the mission every time."

The invisible man held Martin tightly in his hand, unable to control his elation as he spoke.

Martin ignored the knife at his neck and did not try to break free from the invisible man. He just remained a hostage and said, "Why not use a gun? Just shoot a bullet through my head. Wouldn't it be more powerful to control my corpse than a living person?"

"You know, teamwork is difficult! I have to kill you in front of everyone to ensure the continuation of our alliance. After all, without those people, I would not be able to sneak up behind you quietly."

"I am not an arrogant person. I know that my invisibility ability is not so omnipotent. A true master can find his enemy from all kinds of disturbances."

"But you reminded me that although I need you to be alive, I don't necessarily need you to be awake."

The invisible man slowly moved his right thumb and touched the blade, trying to use the venom to knock Martin unconscious.

"You keep saying I'm arrogant, but aren't you the same?"

An unknown venom entered Martin's wound, but he did not react at all to the venom. Instead, he took the initiative to speak and asked the invisible man behind him.

"You were too arrogant and focused only on your own victory, but you ignored too many clues. The most obvious one is why I stopped my AI from scanning, because I had already discovered you."

"You are right. Invisibility is not a special skill for trained people. My ears can hear everything within a five-mile radius. Unless you jump to my side, you can't escape my attention."

"Hahaha!"

The invisible man laughed loudly, then quickly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Martin's head, saying smugly, "I didn't expect that someone like you would resort to such a rogue trick. If you really found my whereabouts, why didn't you just expose me?"

"Because I'm too lazy to play hide-and-seek with you, I'm going to use this method to lure you all into the factory so that I can get rid of everyone at once."

Martin moved his ears and heard the killer's approaching footsteps.

All the roads in this industrial park were destroyed and vehicles could not pass through, so the killers could only approach on foot.

The invisible man tilted his head, trying to listen to the sounds around him, and then became distracted.

"Like I said, you should have shot me in the head the first time."

Martin opened his hands, and the Force burst out suddenly with his palms as the starting point, and the invisible Force directly hit the invisible man.

The invisible man pushed down with his legs, trying to stand firmly on the rusty stairs, but his whole body was pushed by the Force and swayed like duckweed in the wind.

"Don't underestimate me!"

The invisible man could not withstand the push of the Force and was blown away like a leaf by the wind, but when his body passed over the railing of the stairs, he grabbed the railing narrowly, flipped over, and returned to the stairs.

"It seems that you don't know how to take advantage of your abilities."

Martin felt helpless as he watched this guy go back up the stairs.

He pushed the other person out in order to save his life and give the killers an illusion so as not to scare them away.

Unexpectedly, the invisible man actually ran back.

Doesn't he know that the biggest advantage of the invisibility ability is that it allows one to hide easily?
"There are indeed more people seeking death in this world!"

Martin pulled out the pistol he had seized from Tom, and without aiming with his eyes, he pulled the trigger by feel.

More than a dozen bullets were used up in an instant. Each bullet hit the invisible man accurately, but it only sparked sparks and did not cause any harm to him.

"It seems that you are not as smart as I thought. My skin is as hard as diamond. Ordinary bullets cannot penetrate my skin. Kinetic weapons are already outdated, and you told us so."

The invisible man laughed loudly at Martin, kicked the stairs hard with his legs, pulled out a pair of transparent weapons, and rushed directly towards Martin.

"Maybe!"

Martin looked at the invisible man who was so close to him. He was not surprised by the result. He just snapped his fingers calmly.

Herod——

The hoof shadow that had been staying below neighed twice, and then the two swords of Ni Lin popped out from his back and fell directly into Martin's hands.

Swish!
The two swords of Ni Lin turned into a stream of light in Martin's hands, passed through the air, and directly chopped off the invisible man's head, just like tearing a piece of white paper.

"Perhaps kinetic weapons are no longer enough to deal with superhumans, but there are always endless things in this world that can be used to kill people. You still think too highly of yourself."

Martin looked at the body lying in front of him and shook his head helplessly.

This invisible man's skin is only invisible, but the blood flowing from his body is no different from that of an ordinary person, it is also red.

"Invisible man, where are you? Bring the target out quickly, we're going to claim the bounty!"

The killers quickly rushed into the factory. They had received news from the Invisible Man before and thought that Martin was still in his hands.

But they never imagined that this was a trap, and the invisible man they had placed high hopes on was beheaded within a few seconds.

They rushed into the factory, looked around, but didn't see anyone, so they started shouting.

"Invisible Man, you're not going to cross the river and burn the bridge, and run away with your target, right?"

"You bastard, get out of here now!"

boom!
The sound of something heavy falling to the ground interrupted the killers' verbal abuse.

They didn't see clearly what fell down. The invisible man's body was still invisible, and only blood was floating in the air.

"The person you want to arrest is right here!"

Martin jumped down the stairs and finally attracted the attention of these people.

The killers immediately recognized the target and became alert. They looked at Martin standing on the platform and raised their weapons slightly.

"The Invisible Man is dead, right?"

A middle-aged killer stood up. He followed the bloodstains on the ground and finally found the invisible body. He turned his eyes to Martin calmly.

"The answer is obvious, isn't it?"

Martin looked at the dozens of people below, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes, and answered the other party's question with a question. "I was going to kill you all here and teach the people behind you a lesson."

He did not hide his purpose, and when he spoke to them, it was as if he was chatting with a friend he just met on the street.

The killers did not take Martin's words lightly. The death of the invisible man had made them realize the terrifying nature of their target.

The less experienced killers, enveloped in this atmosphere, felt as if an invisible rope was tied around their necks, and felt uncomfortable all over.

"But watching you all gather together, I found that I am still a kind person and I am not willing to carry out a massacre in the factory."

"So, I decided to give you a chance. As long as you tell me the identity of your employer and lay down all your weapons, you can leave."

Martin decided to let them go, but that didn't mean it was without cost.

No one would trust a killer who betrayed his employer. If they did so, they would have to quit the ranks of killers forever.

Handing over their weapons means that when their employers come to them, there is a high probability that they will be dead.

"Is this an ultimatum?"

None of the killers left, and no one wanted to reveal the name of their employer. They just remained silent and looked at Martin.

Only the middle-aged killer asked Martin a question and then stopped talking.

Martin already knew their choice and shook his head helplessly: "I always leave a glimmer of hope for my enemies, but they are unwilling to live. I always feel helpless about this and don't understand why they choose to give up their lives."

"I have dozens of people, and you only have one."

The middle-aged killer was furious. In his eyes, every word Martin said was a contempt for himself.

Even killers have dignity.

"So what? Oftentimes, quantity doesn't determine everything. Don't you understand this?"

Every word Martin said came from the heart, he had no interest in slaughtering these people, and if these people were willing to take the opportunity, it would be no big deal to let them go.

It’s a pity that these people all want to grasp the tiny chance of luck.

"What a pity, you are all going to die here today!"

"enough!"

Martin's almost pitying tone finally angered the young killers. In a rage, they opened fire directly, and bullets poured towards his position like water.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the factory, crackling non-stop, and because it was so frequent it sounded like firecrackers during the New Year.

The bullets hit the concrete and steel, sparking countless sparks that flew everywhere.

But the moment the bullets flew, Martin jumped up and disappeared on the spot. The bullets didn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

"Where is he? Where did he go?"

"Hurry and find him. I'm going to punch holes in him and hang him on a flagpole to dry."

"Damn bastard!"

The killers spread out in groups and conducted a carpet search, leaving no corner of the factory untouched. They even wanted to dig up ant holes to take a look, just to catch their target.

"Hey, I have a bad feeling!"

Although those experienced killers were also enraged, they did not lose their minds. They realized from the death of the invisible man that Martin was not an ordinary person.

The profession of killer is not as glamorous as described in movies and TV shows. The most important things for them are their eyes, ears and guns in their hands.

They should live like rats in the gutter, not lions or tigers. They should be able to survive no matter where they are. This is their goal.

At this moment, those experienced killers had already become like rats and felt the deadly danger from Martin.

However, in addition to being adaptable, mice have another characteristic: greed.

These killers sensed the danger, but could not control their greed. Thinking of the huge bounty, they could not control their feet and began to search the factory.

"I actually still hope that some of them can leave, even though they are all bastards who kill people for a living!"

Martin crouched on a steel beam, looking down at the killer who was searching for him, and shook his head helplessly.

Hoofshadow was huge, but he was able to follow Martin and stand on the same steel beam with him.

The warhorse sensed Martin's helplessness, so it put its face against Martin's and rubbed it gently a few times, trying to comfort him in this way.

"I am fine."

Martin patted Tiying and said to him, "I will deal with these people. You can move freely and deal with these killers as you like. Since they don't value their lives, you can't blame me."

The Iron Horse nodded obediently.

Then, Martin jumped down directly, wielding two swords of Ni Lin, which were even better than ordinary lightsabers.

"I found him..."

"what!"

Martin jumped directly into the crowd, wielding both swords, which turned into a dazzling white light. With a light sweep, he slit the throats of the two killers beside him.

He used the six sword styles of the Jedi Knights, with an emphasis on flexibility. Even when surrounded by a crowd, he did not turn to defense, but instead used a swift attack that was biased towards the second sword style.

Before the killers could react, they saw two flashes of blue and white light, and their weapons and hands were cut off, and then their heads fell off their necks.

Within five seconds, a team of seven people turned into headless corpses, lying on the ground in all directions.

This is the power of the Jedi Knights. As long as they undergo professional Force training, any person who is sensitive to the Force will have speed and strength beyond that of ordinary people.

Even if it is just the most common sword style, the power and speed it displays are not comparable to those of ordinary warriors.

This is the important reason why the Old Republic was able to maintain peace in the Republic with only the police force and the Jedi Order after the Ruusan Reforms and the abolition of the standing army.

"what a pity!"

Martin looked at the body and sighed.

The temperature of the two Ni Lin swords was high enough that they could burn the wounds while cutting off the limbs, and there was no strange smell coming out.

He heard more footsteps around him, and he leaped onto the steel beam and disappeared on the spot.

PS: I will work hard to update today!

(End of this chapter)