Chapter 8: Can't You See the Gun in My Hand?

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Luca swiftly turned around at the sound.

Behind the counter of this convenience store stood two burly, bald-headed black men, their faces fierce as they half-stepped out.

One of them held a handgun of unknown make, pointing it directly at his own chest.

“Bastard! What are you looking at? I told you to get out! Don’t attract those monsters here!”

The other bald man, clutching a dagger, leaned out further, forcing his voice low as he shouted at Luca, making a slicing motion with his knife.

Yet, his timid tone betrayed his lack of real menace.

Only then did Luca notice the young woman in a convenience store uniform beside the counter, lying in a pool of blood, stabbed multiple times.

A brief thought gave Luca a rough idea: these two trashy men, too scared to run for their lives, had taken over the place, waiting for death.

But after noticing Luca’s gaze, the man with the gun seemed to gain some confidence, his voice growing louder.

“Get moving! If you don’t leave now, this is your—”

Before he could finish, Luca abruptly raised his gun.

A pale blue laser beam shot out, striking the gunman firmly in the chest.

The man, who had just regained some composure, was instantly scorched black across his chest and flew backward, crashing into the clutter behind the counter, toppling many items.

Before the other burly man could react, a second laser followed immediately.

“Boom!”

The same scene repeated as the knife-wielding man was also sent flying.

“Idiot, didn’t you see I have a gun too?” Luca sneered, ignoring whether they still had any breath left, stepping forward and shooting each of them again in the head to make sure those two fools were dead. He then stretched his aching back from earlier when he had crashed into the store and turned to continue his journey.

But when he reached the doorway, he realized—

Whether from the earlier explosion upstairs or the commotion caused by taking down those two men, several Chitauri soldiers were now slowly surrounding the store, their energy rifles raised.

At the same time Luca spotted them, the alien soldiers also noticed him.

Without hesitation, Luca kicked a soda can lying nearby into the air with his right foot.

Simultaneously, he raised his foldable energy rifle and fired several quick shots.

The spinning can flew swiftly and hit its mark, exploding on a Chitauri’s head and knocking him unconscious on the spot.

However, the hurried laser shots only managed to hit one target.

The remaining Chitauri immediately raised their weapons, aiming at Luca.

But before Luca could leap away and take cover, a familiar golden-red figure spiraled down from the sky at high speed.

Like a bowling ball, he crashed through four or five Chitauri soldiers with a clatter and thud, slamming heavily onto the ground.

The first unlucky soldier he hit exploded instantly, his head rolling to Luca’s feet.

“Third time... Does Tony always look this helpless in the movies?”

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