The DNF Puppet Master of Meiman

Chapter 89
"Since Jiaying has come to Earth, you don't have any news?"

Mu Feifei looked at Nick Ferry in disbelief: "You guys are from S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"We don't have the ability to monitor the world in real time."

Nick Ferry tapped the table with his finger: "Since Jiaying has come to Earth, there is one piece of news that can be confirmed."

"Colson."

Nick turned his head and called Coulson over: "Confirm the case of the village that was massacred 20 years ago."

"Yes."

As Nick's confidant, Coulson acted decisively and left directly to the file room. Mu Feifan watched Coulson leave and wanted to follow suit.

"Then I'm leaving too."

Mu Feifei stretched his waist: "After this series, I haven't rested for a long time, see you later!"

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Nick watched Mu Feifei leave speechlessly, and fell into deep thought: "How does this unreliable guy possess such great power?"

Mu Feifei did not go back to the college, but returned to his small shop in Brooklyn's Chinatown. Although it felt like he hadn't been back for a long time, the room was still as clean as new, as if someone had cleaned it specially.

Lying on his own bed, Mu Feifei turned over comfortably. Before he started to sleep, he heard screams, heavy objects hitting the ground, and explosions outside!

"No."

Mu Feifei covered his face with his hands: "I said, something happened to me just after I came back?"

"Vangelis, you go!"

After calling Fanzhelis out, Mu Feifei continued to lie on the bed, wrapped in a quilt and prepared to be a salted fish, while Fanzhelis nodded to Mu Feifan and walked out of the shop.

Crowds kept running over from Broadway next to Chinatown, and several combat helicopters flew towards Broadway in the sky, and there were constant roars coming from that side.

"It's over there."

Van Zhelis murmured, opened the book in his hand, a purple magic circle rose from behind, and several people in robes and masks came out from inside.

"Set off."

Following the appearance of these few people, a layer of red light shrouded Van Zhelis's body, and he seemed to be a little taller.

At this time, there was a riot on Broadway.

The cause was a feces-yellow monster, that is, the abomination was attacking, and he kept shouting: "Hulk, come out!"

Just when Van Zhelis came to Broadway, the largest art base in the United States, hatred also came to Brooklyn!

"Stop, monster!"

When Vangelis saw the abomination, he did not immediately fight it: "You are not allowed to move forward!"

"what?"

Abomination, whose real name is Emil Bronski, is a special soldier and the legendary king of soldiers, but because of his age, although he has rich combat experience, his physical fitness can no longer keep up.

After hearing the news about the Hunter Academy, Bronski wanted to join at the first time, but was rejected because of his age. Then he tried a way to obtain Hulk's blood with the help of a mysterious person. And found a scientist, asked him to make a serum, and injected it.

And when the serum fully took effect, he also mutated into his current appearance. Under the khaki skin, the muscles bulged, and bone spurs grew out of his spine, which was very vicious!

Unlike the Hulk, he thought he could also transform into a human form, but found that he could only maintain the image of the current monster. He, whose brain was affected by the serum, blamed all this on the Hunter Academy and the Hulk.

As a former soldier king, he knows that Hulk has been in human form recently and is in a relationship with General Ross's daughter, and General Ross's daughter will come to Broadway today to watch a show.

So here he comes.

If you can't find Hulk, then force him out, that's what Bronski thinks!
He smashed all the way, and his former colleagues quickly discovered him and shot him. It was just the abomination of the transformed monster. To him, a hot weapon was just like a mosquito bite. It didn't hurt at all, even Still itchy.

Except for the slight pain that the RPG can bring, Bronski ran amok and stopped when he walked all the way to the road close to Chinatown.

A guy in a red cloak and half mask ordered himself to stop?
What a joke!
"I am, hate!"

For a moment, Bronski thought of the name in his mind and yelled it out!
"Abomination?"

Vangelis frowned and stretched out his hand: "Kill him!"

Following Vangelis' order, the GBL disciples behind him rushed up as if they were dead, and when they were close to the abomination, they showed the gleaming dagger in their hands!

"what!"

He looked at the group of GBL believers with hatred and ridicule, and saw them holding daggers, thinking about himself like Don Quixote, without moving.

"It's just a dagger, but I still want it. How is it possible?"

Hate just wanted to laugh at this group of people with a sharp-looking dagger, as if they were going to hurt themselves, but unexpectedly, when the GB cultist came to him, the whole person suddenly turned into light and merged into the dagger Here, it easily pierced through the skin that even bullets can't break!
"how is this possible!"

Hate looked at the five or six dagger handles on his body in disbelief, and forgot to even pull them out, only caring about surprise!

But Van Zhelis did not hesitate, but continued to summon the GBL believers, attacking hatred one after another!

"damn it!"

This time he dared not drag his hatred too much. Although the dagger did little damage to him, it still hurt him. As a warrior, he woke up from the expansion of his strength just now!

"die!"

Roaring with hatred, he swept across the GBL believers with his big fan palm, and slapped them into light spots to dissipate, but it was useless. In the purple magic circle, there were still GBL believers pouring out continuously!
"Must turn off that purple thing first!"

After all, hatred has an IQ. Seeing that this group of guys could kill them endlessly, he decisively shifted his target and rushed towards Verzelis. However, Verzelis, who had a strong red light on his body and was more than a circle older, also put away his magic. Book.

"Enough is enough!"

Whispering softly, Van Zhelis looked at the hatred of how many GBL believers were flying all the way, and his body moved!

Before the afterimage here dissipated, Vangelis had already appeared in front of the abomination, and his sandbag-sized fist ruthlessly imprinted on the abhorrence's face, leaving a very obvious fist mark, with huge force and hatred The body weighing more than one thousand catties flew tens of meters before landing heavily!
With one punch, it's terrifying!
(End of this chapter)