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What Ancient One is talking about are actually two common ways to foresee the future.
Not too unusual.
Human beings always describe time as a river that never stops.
But, does time really flow like a river?
Ancient One opened a portal and left.
Mike also left the hospital.
He chose to walk.
Anyway, I don't have the time.
So when passing through a relatively remote alley, I must have encountered United States's characteristic robbery, wealth, and... robbery, sex.
In this country, beautiful girls and boys must learn to protect themselves when they go out.
A big man with a gold chain came over with a ferocious smile and wanted to grab Mike with his hand. Before he touched Mike, an invisible force twisted his hand into a twist.
"Ah!!!"
The shrill screams resounded throughout the street.
The calm neighbors just closed the doors and windows, placed various loaded guns on the coffee table, and then continued to watch TV or do other things calmly.
Get used to it.
The companion behind the big man quickly came forward, pointed his gun at Mike, and shouted in a stern voice, "Don't move, or you'll be shot."
If it were before, they would have fired arrogantly.
However, after the outbreak of superpowers.
As one of the special professional business operators on the street, gangsters often encounter people with super powers that they cannot deal with. As the lowest level of the dark side, their income is unstable and they often encounter people they can't afford to offend, so they have to adapt.
The gangsters who don't know how to adapt are either dead or in jail.
Warning before shooting is to avoid an irreversible situation.
So, look! The gangsters' actions and tone before shooting really looked like New York police officers.
As the super crime rate increases, top police officials have been encouraging frontline officers to shoot decisively and use increasingly powerful weapons. However, street criminals have slowly begun to move towards cautious use of guns.
Quite ironic.
The strange and miserable situation of the big man made the gangsters who thought they had encountered fat sheep at first realized that they had kicked the iron plate.
I cried secretly in my heart.
There are always a few days a month where you have to "bump into ghosts". Is there any future for this career?!
No wonder the seniors always say that money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat.
They raised their guns not to steal money or sex, but to protect themselves.
Mike hooked his fingers. "Come on, shoot!"
The relaxed attitude made the gangsters more hesitant and nervous.
Mike is so angry that he will not argue.
The quality of these people is not good. The gangsters of Hell's Kitchen in the past were much more powerful. Look at these people in front of you. They don't even have automatic rifles or submachine guns, but they actually have the nerve to come out and rob someone.
"Well, in this case, you have two choices. One, handcuff yourself, surrender to the police station, and sit in jail for three to five years. Two, your hands become twisted like this one."
Several gangsters looked at each other.
Both options are unacceptable options to them.
Then the gunshot rang out.
Very dense.
So are bullets.
Criss-crossing, it is definitely a genuine barrage.
And Mike is like the naughty little netizen in the barrage.
One step left, one step right.
Forward, backward.
People who don't know think he is dancing cha cha.
His speed is not fast at all.
It's not even agile.
It's just that all the bullets missed, and even the ricochet didn't hit the corner of his clothes.
A well-trained person can predict the gunman's shooting timing and bullet impact point through the position of the muzzle, hand movements, and the opponent's eyes - this should actually be considered a type of prediction of the future.
But to be honest, one-on-one is already the limit for ordinary people, even after rigorous training.
A wandering barrage like Mike must have super powers.
He did not dodge bullets at the last moment, but "collected" more parameters, including the characteristics of the gunmen, the surrounding temperature, humidity, magnetic field, etc., and after processing, deduced the path and impact point of the bullet, including the subsequent situation.
If most people dodge bullets and only predict the critical 0.1 second, Mike at least predicts the previous second and the next one.
Even the panicked expressions on the gangsters' faces after emptying their magazines were exactly as he predicted.
A young gangster reacted quite thoughtfully and actually had a spare magazine. Although his hands were trembling, he replaced the magazine without any danger.
Raise the muzzle again.
He found that the blond young man had stood in front of him at some point and was looking at him with a smile.
As for his companions, they all backed away at some point. Well, the alley was so narrow, so it was wrong to back away. They were probably so scared that they clung to the wall, wishing they could pretend they were human graffiti.
Mike Extend your index finger.
Block the muzzle.
"I advise you not to shoot."
Mike Before he finished speaking, the gangster on the opposite side seemed to have lost his mind due to fear, shouting hysterically:
"Ahhhh..."
Pull the trigger.
Bang!
The barrel exploded.
The little gangster was bleeding from the tiger's mouth, and the fragments of the gun barrel sprayed into his face, dripping with blood. He covered his face, squatted on the ground and howled.
And Mike's white fingers are intact.
"Oh, I tried to persuade you." Mike sighed.
"Is this fun?" A cold female voice came from above.
A vigorous figure jumped down from the fifth-story roof.
The landing posture is chic.
"Angelina!" Mike handed it over in silence.
The woman in off-white clothes showed a slightly confused expression.
"Sorry, I admitted the wrong person." Mike said.
Although the person in front of me is similar to Angelina, she is younger, in better condition, with sharp eyes, like a female warrior.
"Wait a moment." Mike said to the female warrior, and then said to the gangsters, "Send your companions to the hospital..."
His voice turned cold and he continued, "Then don't forget to turn yourself in. Don't think about escaping and living up to my expectations of you, otherwise the consequences will be serious."
"Go away."
Mike finally waved his hand.
It's like the gangsters were granted amnesty.
Only then did Mike turn around and look at the female warrior in front of him.
"You haven't answered my question yet."
The female warrior didn't care about Mike's scrutinizing eyes, because she was also scrutinizing Mike.
"Huh?" Mike blinked.
The female warrior repeated her previous question, "Is it fun to use your own abilities to play tricks on ordinary people?"
"Oh." Mike suddenly realized.
It's a coincidence that just now Ancient One asked Mike if it would be fun to do experiments on her chosen heir.
Mike's answer is, it's quite fun.
"It's quite fun." Mike had the same answer.
He has many ways to deal with these people. The simplest is that with a glance, these people will faint and they will have no chance to shoot.
Mike is practicing the deduction, and a few gangsters are props.
"But they are just ordinary people." The female warrior's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"But I live in a world of ordinary people, and they are ordinary people, but they are also criminals. Before doing bad things, you must be prepared to be punished." Mike said seriously, "In addition, it is polite to state your name before asking others questions."
"Sorry." The female warrior actually admitted that she was rude and then reported her name:
"Eternals, Thena."
Eternals?
Mike knows very little about Eternals. It seems to be related to the previous trip to Titan.