Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Chapter 499.
The big iron stick doesn't belong to a certain director of a certain hospital.

Because it is violent, it is easy to cause problems if it is stabbed down.

So it's an Asgardian weapon.

The full name of the big iron stick is the violent big iron stick, the exclusive weapon of the "Berserker Legion" of the Asgard army.

Unlike ordinary weapons enchanted with light energy, the big iron rod can arouse the deepest fear in the bearer's heart, thus arousing its extreme rage.

It is in line with its style of painting, but it is strange that it is not the mainstream weapon of those barbarians.

Belongs to a rather funny Asgardian.

Eliot Rudolph.

A commoner in Asgard, a stonemason, was fed up with boring physical work, and was also fed up with the humbleness of coming and going. Finally, one time, Asgard summoned the army to carry out armed peacekeeping patrols in the Nine Realms. At that time, I made up my mind and ran away.

Then it was on the earth, and it has been waving until now.

From a coolie to a humorous university professor, he uses his thousand-year experience on the earth to flirt and flirt with female college students all day long.

The big iron rod upgrades the old silver rod.

It is simply a model of grassroots counterattack.

Happy here, don't think about Asgard.

After knowing that one of the violent sticks that he had divided into three and hidden separately was taken away, Elliot tried to fool the S.H.I.E.L.D. team. He went to find the other two, but the first one was taken The guy snatched another copy.

Then he stabbed dozens of nerves with two violent big sticks, and blocked the Coulson team who was leading Elliott to find the third big stick.

It was the villain who was there first, and sneaked up on Elliott with a stick.

"Hey, Mason!" Aaron pulled the area lightly, and Elliott's short body was pulled away.

For this kind of teasing his own students, playing "extracurricular tutoring.MP4", so enviable... Cough, Aaron actually wanted to stick a stick in that strongly condemned beast in clothes, it was too enviable... Cough, That spurned.

But there is no way, who is the friendly army?

"Aaron, are you alright?" Coulson swallowed and asked cautiously.

What's wrong with this guy, why does he seem to be afraid of brother biting... Oh, and he snatched the big iron rod by the way.

"I didn't... ah!!!"

I'm crazy~~~
A certain drama star's addiction to drama came, and suddenly he let out a violent roar, bared his hands, and pulled his hands.

Exploding shirt! ! !
You are already dead! ! !
Ola Oola Ola!! !
You scumbags! ! !

ASSSSS WE CAN! ! !

A certain person screamed and rushed to the other side, also screaming and rushed to his own dozens of people.

"Let's go help... Coulson, do we need to help?" Melinda May looked at the violent minion who was blown away by Aaron's home run, and then sent two more flying away. She wanted to rush to help. The result hesitated.

Seeing Aaron like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the big iron sticks are flying up and down, and one stick is lying down. Lie down at a visible speed, and everyone in Coulson's team calmed down.

"You didn't say that there is an Asgardian in your team, or from Vanaheim?" Elliott, the old silver stick, was stunned.

"We are native to the earth!" Coulson looked proud, don't always look down on people, we look like natives on earth, we have a lot of talents!

These two guys are behind the scenes... Someone said that there is no Asgardian blood, but there is one honorary nobleman in Asgard, be careful and ask Brother Hammer to give you small shoes to wear.

"Sir, if Agent Walker can't regain his sanity..." little girl Gemma suddenly asked timidly.

Like a bucket of ice water poured on the head.

At this moment, Aaron has basically been laid down by the opponent, and he is one against two, frantically beating a male and a female who are also holding a big iron rod on the opposite side.

Discovered this legend first, and found the culprit of the first iron rod.

These two people have been in contact with the violent big iron rod for the longest time. They have been poisoned by adrenaline at this moment, their expressions are distorted, with blood running through their pupils, and the corners of their eyes are about to be cracked. Roaring like a madman.

Then a certain actor also imitated the cat and painted a tiger, and imitated everything, but he was bluffed by Coulson's team.

"Good night - good night, did you bring your gun?" Coulson couldn't help asking.

"No, sir," Fitz replied.

"Go and get it! Both of you go!" Coulson gave away to the two nerds.

Lao Tzu practiced from the heart! ! !

Six studies and two flowers!!!
This is Sparta! ! !
Someone was still spitting wildly, and finally the other person was exhausted, or it might be because of excessive adrenaline secretion, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground, foaming and convulsing.

"Aaron, are you okay...?"

Seeing that Aaron was covered in sweat (made on purpose), and his body was shiny and more toned, he just couldn't stop panting, and didn't intend to explode. Coulson was relieved, but how did he know that the two violent sticks looked like Attracted by Aaron's hand, like Brother Hammer's Meow Hammer, it flew over automatically, and then the red light flashed, and the three became one.

It's just so crazy at first, if it's completely...

Aaron brushed the stick flower, and everyone couldn't help but take a step back, all of them were short and fat stonemasons. This guy is too stupid. In Asgard, they must be elite fighters.

Aaron looked at everyone, everyone panicked, this guy is not really crazy, this guy is not really crazy, this guy is not really crazy...

Fortunately, things did not develop as everyone expected, the worst situation. Aaron's eyes gradually recovered, and he poked hard, and the violent big stick was deeply inserted into the stone-paved ground.

Slowly let out a breath and said, "It's time to call it a day."

Oh my shelduck!

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, this willpower, just now, man, pure!

"Why do you look at me like that?" Someone asked knowingly.

"It's okay, it's okay, are you thirsty, are you hungry, let me feed you next time?"

Although it was translated, Coulson probably asked with such concern.

But thanks to his profound knowledge of English, Aaron didn't give Coulson a big iron stick first.

"Sir, good night baby, the gun is here! ... Oh, it seems that it is not needed." Fitz-Simmons ran back chattering.

"...Hey, isn't this just in case." A certain hairline who received Aron's roll of eyes said with such an awkward smile.

"It's amazing, all kinds of endocrine indexes, adrenaline, hormones, hormones...all of them don't fluctuate much."

In the laboratory of the "air bus", sister Gemma stared at Aaron's upper body, which was still naked, with bright eyes, which made Aaron's skin crawl.

Because this look is not for wrestling, but for planing, really wanting to slice it with a knife, probably like this.

Really, it’s not good to learn from the girl next to Skye, secretly eating ice cream, hey~.

"Ahahaha...that means there is no problem, then I will take my leave."

Aaron dodged left and right, dodged Jemma's sister's obstruction, put on his clothes and slipped away.

(End of this chapter)