DC Tyrant

The sea breeze was blowing, accompanied by the sound of sunken and large black greasy barrels rolling on the ground, knocking and colliding.

The silence here is eerie.

"I need some dogs to do my errands."

Barty's cold eyes swept over everyone and stayed on Mike.

He showed his invulnerable body, the power of a bullet, and the accuracy, with a dozen bullets in his hand, he could easily annihilate them.

Seeing that Bati just wanted to take Mike as his subordinate, the butler was relieved, as long as he would not get angry and implicate them.

The physical strength displayed by Bati horrified him. How could there be such a person with a body that could not be penetrated by bullets?

Mike's body stiffened and his breathing stopped.

Bati pointed a bullet at him, like a marble, but possessed the power of a bullet, and it would kill him.

Mike didn't have any doubts. Once he strongly resisted, Barty would kill him mercilessly.

Find a few dogs to help him with his errands. There are a lot of people in this world.

In the same way, Mike didn't hesitate too much amidst the whistling sea breeze in Gotham, but he succumbed to the invulnerable monster in front of him, doing errands and being a dog, how amazing is it? It would be nice to have a life.

When the shot was fired, Mike was determined whether you live or I die. Now that everyone is not dead, he is relieved.

He, Mike, is fighting in Africa, and the triangular devil has come out of the local area, so why is it difficult to keep his head down?

Then it's time to talk about treatment.

Mike thought to himself, what kind of treatment he plans to fight for, if he also has that body that bullets can't penetrate, that would be great.

Thinking of this, Mike's heart was burning.

Just when he sorted out his words and wanted to speak.

However, Mike saw Badi's head turned to one side at this time, showing a satisfied expression.

He turned his stiff neck suspiciously, and turned to look at his subordinates.

"you……"

All of a sudden, he caught his breath in his throat, his face turned purple, and he really wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.

I saw several of his men kneeling on the ground together, silently lowering the guns to the ground, with an attitude of begging for forgiveness.

The guy closest to him also winked and whispered: "Mike, kneel down, or you may die."

Several people continued to nod deeply, and nodded desperately, revealing Mike, why are you so confused at this time, if you don’t kneel down quickly, you will die!

At most, after this scene, we are running away, and we can't die here anyway.

Mike, a strong Russian man, couldn't help but want to spit out old blood, I'll kill your mother!

Just about to talk about future treatment, all of you fucking knelt down to me, a bunch of sluts, who knew how to betray me at this time, fuck, they knelt down before me.

As the saying goes, there is a raging army, a raging nest, and the men who can be selected by Mike have a bit of his demeanor.

When you can show off your power, hold your head high and keep your chest high, and don't fall behind others.

When you can fight for life and death, then do it.

When there is a glimmer of life, let go of dignity and integrity first.

Mike is so angry, Xiong Zhuang's chest is heaving and his face is flushed, this group of worthless guys.

Bati expressed his satisfaction. He rarely met such a knowledgeable person, and it was rare for him to kneel on the ground immediately to express his submission, especially in contemporary society, where no one would think he was inferior to anyone else.

In fact, in comparison, people are very different, but they just don't want to admit it.

Two eyes, one nose, one mouth, two hands, two feet, others can be the president, you can only move bricks, what is the difference, all aspects.

That's why Bati likes people who can recognize him clearly. If you should kneel, you can kneel. If you are stubborn, I will send you on the road, lest you get in my way.

So Bati can also recognize himself clearly, know his weight, the general trend of the world's development, some people, and some things.

So, the world is your own.

Batty's eyes looked back at Mike again, and his heart tightened when he looked at Mike. Batty's ruthless and indifferent eyes seemed to be saying, there are already a few dogs, enough, one less is not important.

Mike forced himself to be calm, with a solemn face and a majestic expression between his brows. He snorted coldly: "I, Mike, have never experienced anything in my life. From Africa to Bermuda, from Thailand and Burma, I created a war bear mercenary single-handedly. The team has won hundreds of battles, big and small, and has never died!"

"Now, you want me to be a dog at your feet?"

Mike Xiong Zhuang's body held his head high, his words sonorous, and his iron bones unyielding. He was simply a tough guy who never yielded on the battlefield. The moment he met the bloody and bleak death, his unyielding will seemed to be burning.

The sea breeze whistled endlessly, as if they were sending Mike off in a tragic way.

Hearing his words, the subordinates next to him suddenly changed their expressions, and looked at their boss in disbelief, who had such a strong iron frame.

The eyes of the butler and Mario on the other side also showed admiration.

What a tough guy!

Bati also admires people who are not afraid of death, so he is merciless in attacking.

"In that case..."

Barty said in a low voice.

His fingers began to tense, and the bullet was ready to go.

"In that case!"

"Then I'll be your dog."

With a 'bang', Mike Xiong Zhuang's body suddenly lowered, and his knees suddenly knelt on the ground, making a noise.

His chest is tall and straight, his face is firm and unmoving, even when he kneels down, his waist is very straight, not at all like his subordinates, so soft, after all, he has a bit of a bossy demeanor.

The complexions of his subordinates returned to normal. This is indeed their boss, fortunately.

The faces of the butler and Mario twitched subtly. Mike's kneeling caught them off guard and made them collapse in admiration.

You said in this scene, you are such a strong man, with such a sonorous tone, how good it is to die, it makes people admire you.

Once you kneel down, there is no admiration left.

Ba Di's fingers trembled, and even he was caught off guard by kneeling, and almost bounced the bullet from his fingertips.

Even he thought that Mike was going to die generously, not willing to give in.

Who knew that he turned a corner, knelt louder than anyone else, and held his head up high, as if he had done something proud, which made people feel weird.

He took a deep look at Mike, looked at Mike with horror, couldn't help but shuddered, and stiffened his neck and said: "I'm just kneeling late, you can't kill me."

Ba Di twitched his lips, and threw the bullets in his hands to the ground, taking his dog and his men.

The bullets fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Only then did everyone know that Bati had caught more than a dozen orange bullets out of thin air, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and he didn't have any objection to Mike kneeling on the ground.

"Take my money and follow me."

Bady took a step and walked towards Gotham.