Marvel's Overlord

William didn't know at the moment that so many forces had gathered here because of him and Pat Leo, and even if he knew, he wouldn't have time to pay attention. The aura of a predator at the top of the food chain exuded by Pat Leo across from Biquge gave William a strong sense of oppression.

"What is this? Are you trying to prey on me? Kitty, you may have mistaken who is the ingredient." William was stared at so nervously that his whole body was beating wildly, as if he was trembling. In fact, this battle was destined to be fought without reservation. William was full of fighting spirit. "Finally we can have a good fight!" William slowly moved his body, with Pat Leo as the center, and slowly moved around looking for Pat Leo's flaws. Pat Leo slowly lowered his body, staring at William, seemingly motionless, and kept making "hehe" sounds in his throat.

William took a few more steps around, then suddenly moved his right foot and rushed out. The speed was very fast, and the eyes of the onlookers were still chasing his afterimage. Pat Leo, who transformed into a golden leopard, had already jumped up. With a "bang!", he left two footprints on the spot, with countless footprints as the center. Cracks of varying thickness spread. Pat Leo, who jumped up to avoid William's blow, grabbed his limbs on the outer wall decoration of the building, turned his head and roared, and rushed towards William.

After William finished chopping, he found that he had used too much force and had lost some of his momentum. Before he could turn around, he felt a fishy wind coming. He subconsciously bent his knees and turned his head, narrowly avoiding Pat Leo's blow. Bloody mouth.

When William turned sideways, he smelled the stench coming from Pat Leo's mouth, and he couldn't help complaining in his mind: "Here, what did this guy eat after turning into a leopard? Or has he forgotten what brushing his teeth is?"

The small theater in his mind flashed by. William twisted his waist hard to avoid Pat Leo's fatal blow, and his right knee hit him like a spring. Pat Leo, who had missed the blow, immediately turned around and grabbed William. However, before he could touch William, there was a sudden pain on the left side of his waist, and the accompanying strength was like a yellow dragon entering the house, going straight in.

"Ow—"

Pat Leo howled miserably and flew out. The leopard-man's body drew an arc in the air, and finally broke through the glass and fell into the house.

"Oh! What a powerful masked man. Is this a new hero?" Passerby A watched the live broadcast with excitement and stars in his eyes. Passerby B next to him asked, "How do you know he's a hero?" Passerby A said, "The one with leopard hair looks like a monster at first glance. Of course the one you want to fight is a superhero!"

"Well, young man, he's good. He's about to catch up with Captain America's reaction and strength!" Coulson, who had just arrived, happened to see this scene and was very satisfied with William's progress.

More people were attracted, those who were not afraid to die to watch the excitement, various forces eager to collect more data, and more and more reporters, all became more and more curious about William.

Pat Leo, who was kicked into the building, rolled on the ground for several weeks. After removing the force, his eyes were bloodshot and he had a look of uncertainty on his face: "It's too fast, this person is..." He couldn't allow him to continue. Thinking, William put his face in his hands, knocked open the glass, and followed in.

Seeing both protagonists entering the building, the onlookers wanted to get closer, but were stopped by reinforcements from the police, army and SHIELD agents. Coulson directed the agents to "disperse the crowd. These two people are very capable of fighting. We must avoid affecting ordinary people. Remember to ask them to delete the video they took. As for the reporters, let the bureau put pressure on the TV station and don't let them." distribute news."

After speaking, Coulson walked up to Director George and said, "Mr. Director, I am Phil Coulson, an agent from the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Bureau. We have taken over this place now, and we are asking your people to help maintain order." Director George was stunned for a moment, why is there another Phil Coulson from that department? But Director George didn't care that much. He, the New York Police Department chief, still knew the name of SHIELD, and he said cooperatively, "Okay, no problem." After that, he went to organize his men to work. . Coulson was not surprised to see the police being so cooperative.

Then he turned around and walked towards a soldier. "Soldier, tell your commander to withdraw the armored vehicles. If your people don't want to retreat, you can help maintain order." The soldier was about to speak when another soldier next to him handed over a phone and said "Sir, our Colonel Stryker wants to speak to you." Coulson answered the phone, and an angry voice came from the other end. "Two monsters are fighting and destroying in the nursing home. Our military has the responsibility and obligation to stop it." They protect the safety of the people, and you SHIELD agents don't interfere with our affairs." Coulson was not polite when he heard Stryker say this, "The people fighting the leopard-faced monster inside are our SHIELD agents. We have been paying attention to this matter for a long time. Please retreat immediately!" After a while of arguing, the two sides did not know what intention they had reached, and the military personnel retreated.

The man in a white coat who was observing all this not far away also ordered, "The people from SHIELD are here. Don't contact them for the time being. Leave an informant behind and let the people from the reserve team retreat."

SHIELD agents and the police had almost dispersed the crowd, and the videos taken by passers-by were also forced to be deleted. Of course, there was another fish that slipped through the net. An Asian girl in her early twenties who had already walked away took out the hidden mobile phone from her underwear and looked at the video taken on the mobile phone with a knowing smile on her face. .

William inside the building didn't know what was happening outside, and he had no time to pay attention.

"Roar!"

William smashed the glass and rushed into the building. Just as he stood still, Pat Leo roared and rushed in front of him. This time, Pat Leo was not driven by the instinct of the leopard. Instead, he used reason and strength to defeat the army. The fighting skills were used.

With his agile movements and strong limb strength, he continuously attacked William. His two muscular arms punched out very quickly, straight punches, swing punches, and uppercuts in a series. When William blocked with his arms, , he turned his fists into claws insidiously. Fortunately, William was not slow, and his clothes were only torn off, plus a few more scratches on his arms and chest.

"Is this the combat effectiveness of veterans? There is something!"

William lowered his head and glanced at his chest and arms. Although only the flesh was injured, bright red blood was still seeping out continuously, and the wounds were burning and painful.

In just a moment's distraction, Pat Leo's leopard leg had already kicked up diagonally. The speed was so fast that it was too late to dodge. William did not retreat but advanced, and slammed into the leopard's body, which was nearly twice his size. Pat Leo kicked the air, opened his mouth and bit William. William's head had turned away, but he was still bitten on the shoulder.

Pat Leo still wanted to hug William and increase his bite strength, but found that his body's center of gravity had tilted. William took the first step to hug Pat Leo and threw him back hard. The waist was bent into a golden arch. The powerful kinetic energy and potential energy caused Pat Leo's head to hit the ground hard, and he briefly lost consciousness. Although he woke up quickly, a few seconds were enough for William to do There were a lot of things - William no longer cared about the wound, but added another kick to Pat Leo's body, then grabbed Pat Leo's right leg and dragged it hard, spun his feet, and relied on inertia to pull Pat Leo away. The leopard jumped up, "Drink!" and fell to the ground again. Pat Leo had no time to make a move, and was thrown into the air again. What greeted him was the smooth floor again, "Bang!", once or twice, On the third strike, Pat Leo showed his sharp claws with both hands and thrust them into the ground, stopping William's movement!

William pulled a little, but couldn't pull it anymore, so he wanted to let go. Unexpectedly, Pat Leo swung his tail and slapped William in the face. William's face was filled with anger, and he could barely open one eye. He grunted, and while Pat Leo was shrinking his body, he flew up and kicked him in the head. Pat Leo quickly pulled out his claws and used The forearm blocked it. Although it was blocked this time, the price was not small. Both of them clearly heard the crisp sound of bone cracking!

Is this all over at once? No, William's foot slipped, his body turned again, and he kicked the arm of the other hand with a roundhouse kick. The huge force of the foot penetrated into the muscles, causing Patrio's arm to suddenly deform.

Pat Leo used the strength to roll a certain distance, stood up slowly, and shook his arms, feeling a load in his throat. Such a serious injury turned his eyes blood red. "Roar!!!" The flesh swelled again, and the already drooped arm twisted "clucking". After a strange rotation, it bounced straight. He tried to hold the claw and found that it was not the same as his new leg. Same, nothing wrong with it!

"What a perfect gift. Let me use the power of the gift to free you!" The leopard head laughed ferociously, revealing its yellow-white canine teeth and dark red mouth. From its wrinkled nose upwards, its eyes were full of blood. !

William silently tapped the floor with his toes a few times: It was so hard, it felt like he was kicking not muscles, but iron! Damn, is this over-speed regeneration or muscle reorganization? Hey, hey, don't cheat, man!