X-MEN- CH-82. Spare us!

More than a thousand hectares of land in New York City is a wealth that they could not even imagine. Martin shrugged, "All right?"

"I never thought that we would have our own Versailles day."

"Um…"

"How long will it take to find the person I want?"

"In a few days. Please leave your phone number, and I'll let you know when the time comes."

"Good."

After leaving his phone number, Martin said goodbye to Lucy and walked out of the company under everyone's different gazes.

After going downstairs, Martin looked at the empty parking space with an interesting expression, "Haha... now the fun is about to begin." This was really unexpected. Martin hadn't been to such a place for a long time. In the past, the places he went to were all parking lots with special guards. Unexpectedly, just this time, he would give himself a surprise.

Where is the other party planning to escape to? Is he planning to escape from the solar system? A car without positioning is just a dead object. But it doesn't matter; someone nearby must have seen the car going there. There isn't much else on the streets of New York, except for the many homeless and hooligans who hang out on the streets.

Find the person who drove away your car a few minutes ago from the memories of people nearby. See clearly what they look like and which direction the car went. The power of the mind radiated out, and a few blocks away, Martin spotted their figures and his car.

"Snort..." The car was already being modified, and it looked like this was a mature "industrial chain." In a flash, Martin arrived at this shop that looked like it sold used cars but actually dealt in stolen cars. Maybe someone saw Martin using his teleportation ability, but it didn't matter to Martin now.

The only big boss on earth, the Ancient One, Martin was no longer worried about her. When there are still opponents, keep a low profile, and when there are no opponents, you can be wild. It is impossible for Martin to wander around, but there is no need to hide either. Moreover, in the future, there will be more and more people with superpowers, not just him. Also, don't take yourself too seriously. Who would pay attention to you if they have nothing to do? People coming and going on the street are all busy with their own things.

Just as he reached the door, the two thugs who stole his car walked out of the store. It looked like the harvest was good, as they were walking with a limp. One of them was black and the other was white, a perfect combination of black and white.

Accompanying them was a middle-aged black man who looked to be in a suit and tie, with a big belly and the appearance of being a successful businessman.

"Sir, would you like to buy a car?" The middle-aged man, who should be the owner of this store, asked with a smile when he saw Martin.

Martin didn't say anything, but as soon as he thought about it, the three of them suddenly felt that they couldn't control their bodies, and they couldn't even open their mouths to speak. The three of them turned naturally and walked towards the store, with Martin following behind.

After entering the store, the door behind them slammed shut. The shop was not big, and the used cars they sold were parked in the small square outside. There should be a repair service here, and the place where Martin was standing should be the office. On the left was a car parked, which had been disassembled, and two repairmen were repairing it. There was a wall to the right, but Martin knew that was where his car was being modified.

The three people in front finally felt that they had regained control of their bodies and turned around with panicked looks on their faces.

Boom! The wall on the right suddenly broke open, and Martin's car floated out. Martin looked at the three people, smiled, and said, "This is my car."

The three people, who had already been frightened twice, were frightened for the third time. After a series of unexpected events, the boss came to his senses and quickly said, "It's none of my business. I just… I…"

At this time, other people who were alarmed by the noise, including the one who was repairing the car on the left and the one who was modifying his own car on the right, a total of four maintenance workers, all ran over to check the situation.

The two car thieves had a good mental state, or maybe this was their professional habit. Taking advantage of this opportunity, one of them pulled a gun from his waist and shot at Martin. However, the guns of the two men melted before their eyes when they were just raised, turning into two sharp blades without handles, floating in front of them.

At the same time, the tools in the hands of the other people also turned into similar sharp blades, suspended in front of them. This made them dare not move.

"I…"

"Shut up." Martin interrupted the other party. These two car thieves had to be dealt with first. He would negotiate with the boss about compensation afterward.

Martin looked at the trembling boss, pointed at the car that had been half-painted, and asked, "I don't want to hear anything else. Tell me how you plan to compensate me?"

"I… I'll have someone change it back for you right away. Give me some time."

"Haha, wrong answer." As Martin spoke, the sharp blade in front of the boss suddenly stabbed into his right wrist.

"Ahhhhhhh… I'll compensate you… at the original price…"

"Mistake." This time it was the left wrist.

"Ah… Fuck, what exactly do you want?" The boss asked through gritted teeth, sweating profusely from the pain.

"Maybe you shouldn't swear." As soon as Martin finished his words, the sharp blade pierced into the opponent's left leg again.

"Hiss…" After this cut, the boss couldn't stand and fell to the ground.

The boss screamed, "I'm sorry… I'm sorry… Please, forgive me. You can have whatever you want, please…"

"How about this? You spare one of my legs." As he said this, the other's last intact right leg was pierced through by a sharp blade at the bend of the knee. The other three limbs also received the same treatment. Except for the skin and flesh on the outside, everything inside had been separated.

"That's all; I forgive you." These were the last words the boss heard before he passed out.

Martin turned his attention back to the two car thieves, "Haha…"

"I'm sorry… the money is with me; you can take it all…"

"I still have a family… I still have children… Please…"

"…"

"It's none of my business. Fuck, someone like you actually has a child? If you don't die, who will?" Martin, who never swore, couldn't help but curse.

Two minutes later, the store door opened again, and Martin drove out in his brand-new car in a good mood. The car was not damaged by the mechanic. Martin himself used time reversal to restore the car to the state it was in before it was driven away. Before leaving, he turned all the vehicles parked in front of the store for sale into scrap metal.

Leaving him alive means that he can experience the hardships of life. Leaving him so many cars means that even if he is disabled, he can still live comfortably.

After Martin left, the four maintenance workers looked at each other and then looked at the disabled person and the two disabled bodies on the ground.

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