Transformers In Marvel

I don't know how many cameras have been installed in the entire underground parking lot, and I don't know how many hackers have invaded here, watching the development of the situation closely in front of the computer.

Donnie knew that he was just a monkey show now, and he wanted to show it to everyone. But he doesn't care, or in other words, everyone needs such a scene to test their quality.

Any advanced mutant who wants to have a free space to move must fight his way out. This kind of freedom is based on countless bloody battles. Let all those who want to touch him first weigh whether they can pay the price. .

Many powerful mutants are going in and out of various places at will, with no scruples and no scruples. Their relevant situation has long been filed in various departments, but no one dares to touch them easily.

Wolverine doesn't know where to drive a big broken car now, who is going to trouble him? The gain outweighs the loss, the cost is too great, not to mention the loss, the key is that the opponent will not be able to kill him no matter what, this is the most frustrating thing.

As for the other third-level mutants? Either hide their names, never show their abilities, and live a low-level life; or join a big power and organization and get shelter; in the end, they die, dying on the road of growth. This category is the most, and the end is also the worst.

To take down an advanced mutant, the price is too painful. Therefore, the value of a newly born fourth-level mutant is far from that of a bunch of third-level mutants. It is the difference in the nature of life. The attraction to certain organizations is beyond imagination, enough to drive them crazy, and they would rather send someone to come test.

It's best to be able to attract with words, but it's also gratifying to be able to kill him on the spot and drag his body back.

The Transformers transformed from the motorcycle picked up the bazooka amidst the panicked eyes of the crowd. People shouted and fired, only the weapons in their hands could give them a sense of security.

Intensive gunfire resounded here, and a large number of armed men poured in and joined the siege of Downey.

"Hehehe, I just said that the superiors are too cautious. How strong can a mere newborn mutant be, even at level four? Even when Magneto first awakened his abilities, he was just a fragile piece of rubbish, and he could be knocked down easily. .”

Some people boasted, claiming that they were born in the wrong era. If they could have been born during World War II, such second-rate monsters as Magneto Professor X would have died long ago without a place to bury them, let alone the embarrassing situation they are in today.

The motorcycle transformer transformed into a metal shield, which tightly protected Downey, blocking all the bullets and bullets outside, and the sound of clanging and clanging was endless.

Seeing this, the bragging person's confidence increased greatly, and he threatened that he would win this battle, and he already had the chance to win.

Suddenly, a gap appeared in the shield, and a small Gatling protruded from it. The muzzle of the gun slowly rotated and accelerated continuously, just like the sonata of death, trying to protrude the scythe of destruction and harvest life.

People's ghosts are so desperate that they subconsciously want to escape, but not everyone can escape. For example, the person who likes to brag about himself was beaten into a sieve immediately, covered with bullet holes, and he was sure to die.

Gatling quickly turned around and fired, causing a large number of casualties. People fell to the ground screaming, extremely miserable.

Someone reacted quickly, found a bunker to hide, and refused to show up, fearful, already shocked by the other party's strange ability, and dared not show up again. There are even more people with fierce temperaments, who take up weapons to fight back, trying to find the time difference in the crisis and kill the opponent.

In ordinary shootouts, many people fall under the counterattack.

But Downey was different. He was guarded tightly, watertight, only a small Gatling roared to wash the parking lot with blood.

The counterattacker fell down quickly, with a look of remorse and despair on his face, his eyes wide open, he turned into a corpse, and left aggrieved. He can't die with peace in his eyes, such a style of play is too shameless, and the enemy and we are not on the same side of force at all.

"Use heavy weapons! Where's the rocket launcher? Blast this turtle shell! I don't believe in hating things that can be moved with a single punch. Can't my rocket launcher break?"

This person has a better understanding of Downey's fame battle,

He has collected detailed information and knows some of Downey's data very well, which is much better than those fools who came here to hunt and kill them carelessly.

boom!

With a loud noise, the rocket launcher blasted over firmly, and a violent explosion occurred. The powerful impact made the entire metal shield distorted and pitted, as if it had been terribly beaten, and it looked a little tattered.

"It didn't break open? It just exploded and sank in?"

Someone was surprised, unbelievable, this is the latest type of rocket launcher, which is amazingly powerful, but the final result is that the opponent is almost unharmed, which is unacceptable to him.

Why has the defensive power become so good? When fighting against the abomination, the opponent's metal man is obviously very fragile?

Downey slapped the metal shield, and the fire energy was sent to it, and the shield recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it looked a little old.

"Because you know nothing about me."

Once again, a gap was opened, and a bazooka protruded from it. This was the one Donny had just snatched back, and it was useless all the time. Now it's time to use it.

boom!

There was another loud noise, the shell exploded, and a large number of people were killed by shrapnel, bloody and bloody, kneeling on the ground wailing. Some vehicles were affected, making loud noises, fuel tanks ruptured, and gasoline poured all over the floor.

Downey fired a shot, and the gasoline burned instantly. Surrounded by flames, several people screamed and turned into burning men, dying in endless pain.

"Monster, we ordinary people are not opponents at all! Let those capable people come, I quit! Who keeps yelling that the winning ticket is coming, the winning ticket is a fart!"

People were really scared. Some soldiers and crabs fled in panic. Some leaders roared and shot several people, but they couldn't be stopped at all.

From just now to the present, all those who shouted that "the winner is in their hands" have taken the lead in being killed, and their deaths are worthless. People have long suppressed their fear and fought against incomprehensible enemies, which is the most damaging morale and fighting spirit.

Donnie stomped his feet, knowing that this was a great opportunity, and he couldn't wait any longer! rush out!

"Who dares to stop me?!"

Downey yelled, and saw the shield shrink, and the Transformers inside jumped forward. With the sound of clicking, it was reassembled into a motorcycle. Downey ran forward, jumped, sat firmly on the motorcycle, and resolutely turned off the accelerator. ,Full speed ahead.

"You can't run away!" A loyal man stood up and shouted: "We have set up a net, you can't run away, we have the chance to win!"

boom!

Downey shot the man dead.

"Who dares to stop me?!"

There was a thin guy who ran away before he came, and happened to block the way forward.

Downey was about to shoot him, but the skinny man was so blessed and clever, he yelled: "I have no chance of winning! I can't be offended!"

Donnie advanced at full speed, kicked him away by the way, and rushed towards the exit.