Marvel Bounty Hunter

"Zilla..."

There was a faint sound.

The arrow on the bow of elements in Su Zicheng's hand suddenly changed.

Different from ordinary arrows and flame arrows, this arrow has an unbearable smell.

Not the stench.

It's the poison that seems to be enough to corrode some.

The smell alone is enough to poison people, making it difficult to treat.

"Let me go!"

Harold finally collapsed, he couldn't help it, and kept praying~.

"Please! Let me go!"

"By the way, RAND Corporation, RAND Corporation! I have money! I have a lot, a lot of money!"

"As long as you let me go, the entire Rand Group is yours!"

"It's only 300 million, please, let me go!"

Harold, who usually seems to have everything under control, is ruthless, disregards everything and even abandons his own son, but when he really faces life and death, he is nothing more than a dog begging for his master.

When praying for Su Zicheng's mercy, Harold seemed to be really just a middle-aged man, looking extremely decadent and pathetic.

It's a pity that Su Zicheng knows what a dirty heart is hidden under his appearance.

A hypocrite, that's what he's talking about.

On the surface, he is decent and noble, but in fact he is mean and shameless. Although he is so pitiful now, he even wants to hand over the Rand Corporation, but as long as he is given a chance, he will definitely kill Su Zicheng without hesitation.

If a real villain is compared with a hypocrite, obviously the former will make Su Zicheng more comfortable.

At least the former is true.

It's not that the latter is so awesome, Su Zicheng just simply doesn't like to have any interaction with this kind of person.

Moreover, Harold's calculations were wrong.

If Su Zicheng was really the kind of money-hungry bounty hunter, maybe he would just let him go and kill him after getting the money.

It's a pity that he is not, if this world does not exist.

"Bye-Bye……………"

Su Zicheng said calmly without changing his face.

The voice fell.

Harold's eyes quickly opened angrily.

The dark-green arrow pierced Harold's head, and the red and white matter slowly flowed down. Then, the arrow slowly disappeared, as if turning into green snakes, swimming quickly on Harold's body .

A foul smell gradually spread.

Wait until the moment when Harold turns green all over.

Directly in front of Su Zicheng, Harold turned into a puddle of extremely foul-smelling green puddles, soaking the surrounding ground.

"mission completed!"

"The system will deduct 300,000,000 yuan from the assets of the task publisher as a commission for the task, and transfer it to the host account within one minute."

Su Zicheng smiled.

The system is still powerful sometimes, but this time it didn't come in vain. It relieved my anger and got 300 million.

suddenly.

Su Zicheng's telepathy, which had been turned on all the time, had a movement.

He sensed a figure approaching the penthouse, a young man, somewhat like Harold.

Ward?

Su Zicheng was planning to leave immediately, but now he suddenly doesn't want to leave.

Sitting on the couch, waiting for poor Ward.

"Dad!...why are you here!"

Ward didn't know that he was cheated by his father, so he yelled habitually, but found that Su Zicheng, who was sitting on the sofa, was almost terrified again.

He patted his chest and forced himself to calm down.

"Why am I here? As your father's accomplice... Don't you think it's a little fun to say this?"

Su Zicheng stood up, looked at Ward playfully, and walked towards him step by step.

"Wait! Wait...! Don't come! Don't come!!"

Su Zicheng didn't take his life.

Just broke his hand.

However, the pain of breaking his hand was definitely not within the tolerable range for an ordinary person like Ward, and he passed out without any accident.

Su Zicheng could only shrug his shoulders and left the penthouse.

Now that the matter has been settled, people have been killed, vengeance has been avenged, and money has been obtained, why don't you leave? Are you still staying here to sleep?

However, what Su Zicheng didn't know was.

It wasn't long before he left.

In front of the latticed windows of the penthouse, "there was an extra owner quietly.

In the silent night, the three of them looked very strange.

From the moonlight shining in from the window, one can vaguely see that these are two men and one woman, two middle-aged men and one old man.

Two big men in black suits, one black and one white.

……… Ask for flowers……

And standing in the middle is a short old woman with a big summer face, sharp mouth monkey cheeks, hunched waist, leaning on crutches, looking a little weak, as if she would fall to the ground and die on the spot with a slight push.

But anyone who knows her will not feel that she is really as weak as she appears on the surface.

This is...

One of the five fingers of the Hand! Madam Gao who runs her own heroine business in Hell's Kitchen!

"Sniff-"

Madam Gao's nose moved slightly, her brows furrowed, she tapped on her crutch lightly, and spoke in a slightly awkward Daxia dialect with a full accent: "Turn on the light!"

The 'Black and White Shuangsha' behind her didn't respond, nor did they make any unnecessary movements, just like two machines that could only perform tasks, they quickly turned on all the lights in the entire apartment.

Mrs. Gao leaned on a cane, and quickly came to the puddle of pus and blood exuding a foul smell.

She looked at the scene in front of her.

Blood, arrows, pus and blood...

What's going on here?

Mrs. Gao glanced at the black man: "Go and try.

The black man bowed his head respectfully, three steps turned into two steps, quickly stepped in front of the pus and blood, stretched out his hand and lightly lit a drop of pus and blood, and wanted to put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

However, just as his fingers came into contact with the pus and blood, he felt as if he had come into contact with sulfuric acid, making a rustling sound of being corroded, and then, a jet of dark green toxin quickly spread towards his entire arm.

The unbearable pain that ordinary people can't stand spread out, and the black man took a few steps back, pinching his right arm tightly with his left hand, trying to restrain the spread of the toxin.

The sudden change is indeed a bit scary.

But Mrs. Gao is Mrs. Gao after all, her expression didn't change at all: "Help him, cut it off!"

"yes!"

The white man nodded, stepped forward quickly, exchanged glances with the black man, took out an extremely sharp knife from his waist, and slashed at his right hand!

In an instant, blood gushed out, and the black man's entire arm fell to the ground. He couldn't help but howl like a beast, and cold sweat dripped down.

Mrs. Gao turned a deaf ear, she just watched the pus and blood silently.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

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