People write diaries in American comics, and Iron Man collapses at the beginning

Next, Zhou Cheng made other attempts.

He found that this Vajra body is not bad, and it does not just make the body like iron and steel.

At the same time, Zhou Cheng's strength has also been significantly improved and enhanced.

Just like.

When Zhou Cheng held the kitchen knife in his hand with both hands, he broke it with his bare hands with a slight break!

It's not much effort at all.

"Now I can completely compete with Iron Man!"

Feeling his state at the moment, Zhou Cheng immediately became full of confidence.

This is really not Zhou Cheng floating.

He couldn't deal with Iron Man before, just because he couldn't restrain Iron Man's fire attacks.

But now what?

This situation no longer exists!

So what's so scary about Iron Man?

Even with his soaring strength, he may be able to engage in a wave of hand-to-hand combat with Iron Man.

Of course.

Even if Zhou Cheng is not afraid of Iron Man, he has no certainty of defeating Iron Man.

After all, people are also iron-clad people.

Zhou Cheng's feathers may not be able to break the defense.

With such careful calculation, the two sides are at the level of five or five.

But well.

Zhou Cheng also believes that this situation will not last long.

As long as he insists on writing a diary, he can continue to become stronger step by step, thus leaving Iron Man far behind.

Leave other awesome superheroes behind!

Say a thousand ways and ten thousand, writing a diary is king!

"By the way, the Origin Points are almost consumed."

When it came to writing a diary, Zhou Cheng thought of something, and his expression moved slightly.

Last time in Hell's Kitchen, Zhou Cheng earned a total of twenty diaries for himself.

And now, he has written fifteen articles.

"It's time to harvest another wave of origin points."

Zhou Cheng happily made such a decision.

......

Hell's Kitchen.

Dirty streets, garbage that smells of decay, fallen leaves that are occasionally blown up by the wind, waste paper.

Overbearing villains, homeless people huddled in corners, dirty deals in the shadows.

It's still that familiar city, or that familiar taste.

No different.

However, walking in this city full of evil again, Zhou Cheng's feeling was completely different from the last time.

Without him.

Although it is not a very appropriate description, Zhou Cheng is no longer Wuxia Amun.

Look at the last harvest.

Although he has also made certain gains, Zhou Cheng has been tied up from beginning to end.

When facing the Ninja of the Tekai, it's okay to back down.

Zhou Cheng didn't even dare to use his wings presumptuously.

Originally, flying was undoubtedly the best choice for reconnaissance.

But Zhou Cheng did not fly around the city looking for criminals, and relied on foot the whole time.

It is only when it is really against criminals that this killer tool is used.

Such a fear is to stabilize the hand.

It is to not attract unnecessary attention and thus reduce the risk of exposure.

After all, Zhou Cheng was indeed a little weak at that time.

If you are targeted by people like Jin He, Mrs. Gao, it is really a bit troublesome.

But now, it's different.

Zhou Cheng can let go of his hands and feet and make a big in Hell's Kitchen.

"Hell's Kitchen, I'm back!"

Zhou Cheng, who was full of energy, picked up the mask and put it on, and his heart moved. He suddenly

spread his wings and flew into the vast night sky and disappeared.

That's it.

Through the cover of night.

Zhou Cheng was like a ghost in the dark night, quietly shuttling through every corner of the city.

Everything in Hell's Kitchen was all in Zhou Cheng's eyes.

"Huh?"

And soon.

The corners of Zhou Cheng's mouth evoked a harsh smile.

"You guys, you shouldn't."

"You shouldn't come out and do something at this time!"

Sou!

Without any nonsense, Zhou Cheng fluttered his wings.

Swooped down in the direction of a jewelry store in front of him.

This is the moment.

In front of the jewelry store, a black car was parked.

In front of the car was a strong man in a black leather suit.

He was smoking anxiously and kept looking in the direction of the jewelry store.

Obviously, this person is a character who takes the wind.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Get out of here quickly!"

Under the gaze of a strong black man.

The other four big men, each carrying a black leather bag, quickly rushed out from inside the smashed glass door.

and the man in black converged.

"Haha, get rich! This is rich!

One of them, a strong man wearing a large gold chain, couldn't help but cry out excitedly.

He also picked up the black leather bag in his hand and shook it.

Inside, it's full of gold and silver jewelry!

"As soon as this batch of goods comes out, the brothers will wait for the getaway!"

"Yes, we are going to be rich too!"

Several others were also excited.

"Don't say anything yet, get out of here quickly."

"This is the Black Snake Gang's field!"

The man in black was much calmer.

He threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground and reminded his companion in a deep voice.

Black Snake Gang!

The name sobered everyone up a bit.

The Black Snake Gang is leaning on the back, but the Russians, that is not an existence that they can easily provoke.

Several people no longer talk nonsense.

He quickly threw the stolen jewelry into the car and planned to evacuate quickly.

Sou!

However, before a few people could get into the car, they felt a flash in front of them.

In front of them, suddenly there was a strange guy wearing a mask.

Several people couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Where did this man come from?

Fang Cai, they seemed to catch a glimpse with afterlight, this person fell from the sky?

Does he still have a pair of wings?

Well, what about the wings?

Is it wrong?

The gaze of several robbers looking at Zhou Cheng can be said to be full of suspicion and puzzlement.

"How many of you are in a hurry, where are you going?"

Zhou Cheng didn't pay attention to the reaction of several people, but calmly spoke. There

was also a faint mockery on his face.

"Get out of here!"

The man in black snorted coldly, and then pulled open the car door.

The same is true of several others.

All this effort, where do they have the mind to deal with a madman, naturally it is the king to evacuate quickly.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, Zhou Cheng's hand just lightly put his hand on the car door.

The door was only halfway open, as if it had been welded into the air.

No matter how the big man in black exerts his strength, he can't shake it in the slightest.

"I'll go to you M's!"

The big man in black cursed angrily, and his hand turned over and touched a dagger. With

a fierce sword, he stabbed towards Zhou Cheng.

Swish!

But Zhou Cheng shrugged his shoulders and quickly reached out to fish.

He actually grabbed the dagger in his hand.

The big man in black found that the dagger was also frozen.

No matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't stab it out a bit.

Then, the big man in black felt a light in his hand.

But it was Zhou Cheng who grabbed the blade and snatched the dagger over.

I'm still playing with it!

Boom!

The big man in black couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit.

Wrong!

Something is wrong with this guy!