Transformers In Marvel

The morale of the people was in turmoil, and the entire underground parking lot was in chaos. Fear is a deadly virus, constantly contagious, people collide with each other, yelling in horror to embolden themselves, trying to find a place to hide as soon as possible.

Except for a few people, no one ran to stop them, and the scene just now became their eternal nightmare. It's okay if the opponent is strong, but it's nothing more than being massacred by the opponent. But this mutant has strange and strange abilities, which are unheard of, no different from devils, and the ability to create is probably only heard of in some stories and legends.

That is the authority of the gods.

They were afraid, panic from the bottom of their hearts, they were just mortals, and they did not allow themselves to be enemies with such a miraculous person. At least until this mutant's abilities are thoroughly understood and deciphered, they don't want to face it again.

The roar of the engine faded away, and it could be heard that the motorcycle this mutant was riding was of high quality.

The skinny man who was lucky enough to survive struggled a few times and managed to get up. Looking at the figure going away, he was so uneasy that he almost died.

Suddenly, he was blessed again, and jumped up suddenly, raising his weapon above his head, which shocked others.

"Could it be another fool who has a chance to win?" People speculated.

The thin man looked serious, took a deep breath, and shouted to the sky: "I succeeded! I beat the enemy away! He was beaten by me so that he ran away in a hurry, we won!"

A holy light rose from the thin man's body.

For some reason, a few people seemed to be shrouded in a holy light, and they stood up excitedly and shouted, as if they had won a arduous and epic battle, and they were honored and their names went down in history.

The thin man was very proud and praised his wit. He flaunted his power and shouted at Donnie's receding back: "Coward, come here, come here, I will let you fight with you for 300 rounds with one hand!"

Everyone was speechless, it was too shameless, how could this skinny man say such shameless words with such peace of mind?

"Just now, I didn't take it seriously. What kind of enemy is level 4 or level 3? With at most three moves, I can easily defeat him! It's just that he runs too fast, and I can't catch up. You see, I really don't have a vehicle. said the thin man.

Some shameless people in the crowd couldn't bear it anymore, jumped out and kicked the skinny man down. It's too embarrassing, I don't know how many big shots are watching here, why is there such a weird thing in their team?

They all feel extremely ashamed, ashamed to see others, and there is no such way to grab credit.

The thin man still wanted to yell and provoke, to show his bravery, until he saw the little mutant appearing in front of him without a sound, and shut up decisively.

Everyone remained silent, trembling, like walking on thin ice, the entire parking lot seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and there was a dead silence.

The skinny man wanted to cry but had no tears, his bold words were all smothered in his mouth.

Why hasn't this little monster left yet? ! Its master has run away! That's right, the mutant probably did it on purpose! He did it on purpose, to keep an eye on them!

Sinister guy!

The thin man was indignant, and stared straight at the little Transformer, and then... forced out a flattering look, and looked at him flatteringly, but his eyes and expression were so vivid that anyone who looked at him felt that he was sincere .

Many bigwigs and hackers who watched here through the camera almost fainted and were speechless. Where did this come from? It is enough for them to ask each other who found this person.

With the sound of ping-pong-pong, the thin man was beaten black and blue, sat on the ground, and was beaten up and down by the little Transformer until he lost his temper.

However, the thin man still had a flattering and ingratiating expression, extremely sincere, as if he wanted to be beaten again, as if he was enjoying it so much. The people around saw his teeth itching, he was so cheap, they all wanted to roll up their sleeves and beat him up. Where did this wonder come from? The point is, who found this kind of thing?

Downey was speechless, feeling the distance increased,

The energy consumption of Tinder gradually increased, so he controlled the small Transformers to quickly keep up.

The goal has been achieved, use a small thing to frighten them, delay the pace of the large army, and buy him time.

Some bosses couldn't sit still, called their subordinates at the scene, and yelled at them. It's a shame that so many people are so intimidated by a toy-like little dot!

Boss issued a death order, urging them to attack and drive out the mutant.

"We have a general understanding of his abilities. The database for this mutant has been largely completed! This time, he must be killed. He is not as strong as you think!"

A big man told his subordinates that motorcycles are not as strong as they imagined, as long as they surround them in all directions and shoot them randomly, they will definitely be smashed.

This mutant's creation ability seems to have a lot to do with the material, the better the material, the stronger the mechanical creation! As for the upper limit, a lot of exploration and analysis are needed.

The bosses continued to urge their subordinates to launch an attack. It would be good to be able to hit a bullet in the past, because if they can't win this time, the chances are slim. Even without considering the fact that the fourth-level mutants have mastered the frequency of self-growth and become stronger rapidly, some big forces will no longer allow them to act so recklessly!

An opportunity is not only a gift, but also a touchstone for the big forces to deliberately push them out to be the new mutant. It was a pity that Downey died, but it also proved that he was nothing more than that, of little value, and the big forces would not go to war for such a dead person.

Of course there are exceptions, such as Magneto and his ilk, sharpening their knives, and bloody revenge against the murderer's forces is certain.

It was not easy to produce a fourth-level mutant with great potential. Although he was a little rebellious or arrogant and didn't want to contact his brotherhood, he was also a rare hero. Push you out to be a touchstone, and you will be beaten to death by the touchstone. According to his violent temper, if you don't retaliate, you will be damned.

Even if he really wanted to kill him, this fourth-level mutant could only be killed by him, and whoever killed him would die!

So in theory, it would be good to recruit. If Downey was killed, then the forces would have to keep their tails between their tails. First, they would make sure that they would not be killed by the enraged Magneto before researching the secrets of the fourth-level mutants.

The bosses urged his subordinates to continue the pursuit, but not to be reckless. Shooting indiscriminately in the bustling city center is a declaration of war on the federal government.

All the armed men gritted their teeth, barely rectified, and planned to pursue.

The skinny man took the lead and wiped the nosebleeds off his face naturally. Blissful in his heart, he shouted, "Come on, come with me, and see how I beat him with one hand! It was just an accident!"

A holy light rose from the thin man's body.

Another group of people were infected by the holy light, screaming loudly, clamoring to teach Donnie to be a man.

Everyone was about to faint, and the irritable ones simply cursed, do you want to be so shameless? Why didn't you push that mutant to death just now, instead of just sitting back and watching him get so arrogant?

The thin man said: "Just now it was just an accident. If I made a move, he would be dead in an instant."

A holy light rose from the thin man's body.

Some big men were infected, their emotions were excited, their confidence increased inexplicably, and they threatened to capture the mutants alive, and the chances of winning were sure.

Some bigwigs simply turned off the display and stopped watching it at all. They suddenly became a little pessimistic about this operation. Even if there are some other backers, but with such people, is such a team really good?