Marvel’s Big Villain

The rules of the game are temporarily modified, from the heads-up mode to the 1V3 mode.

The onlookers suddenly didn't understand.

The difference in weight between the players is too large, and one's own side is already at a disadvantage, but now they deliberately give away their only advantage.

What is the meaning of this wave of operations?

Is this extremely confident in his own players, or is it simply a fool?

But it's not a big deal for those who watch the excitement.

You can do whatever you want, anyway, it's not my money that I lose.

Pulsatilla's three foreign aid climbed onto the ring.

The three of them were gearing up, staring at the guard with a sneer, not paying attention to the thin bamboo pole at all.

"Don't blame us, if you want to blame, blame you for being blind and following a master with a hole in your head."

"Yeah, after playing in the ring for so many years, this is the first time I have encountered such a good thing."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take care of these three people. We can go to collect the bounty, and then get drunk!"

The guard folded his hands on his shoulders, raised his eyelids and swept across the faces of the three of them contemptuously.

Humph, a group of vulgar frogs in a well.

"Are all the players ready?"

After the referee read out the rules, he immediately turned over and jumped off the ring.

This kind of irregular fighting does not need a referee at all.

They can fight as they like, and it is best to beat out all their brains, so that the audience can enjoy watching it.

Standing in the arena, the referee will only get in the way, and there is also the risk of being accidentally injured by the players. This has been learned before.

"All right."

"no problem!"

"Let's get started."

"Ok!"

Seeing that all four of them were ready, the referee immediately raised the hammer and hit a golden gong heavily.

Boom!

The ear-piercing sound of the gong was like a soldier's charge, and the bodyguards who came on stage first rushed out like arrows leaving the string.

The man was tall, with bulging muscles all over his body. Against the background of his muscles, his rough old face looked small and exquisite, which was extremely disharmonious.

Seeing the bodyguard punching towards him, the guard did not retreat but advanced.

Using his nimble steps, he easily dodged a heavy punch.

Then, taking advantage of his speed, he quickly approached and punched the bodyguard in the abdomen.

The fist containing terrifying energy almost pierced through the belly.

The bodyguard felt unbearable pain in his internal organs, and then he lost consciousness.

It was as if a grenade had been stuffed into the stomach and exploded.

However, the guard's attack was not over yet.

He quickly swung his fists like raindrops, and in the blink of an eye, he punched more than a dozen punches on the bodyguard.

The body, which was enough to instantly kill a bodybuilding champion, was dented densely.

The bodyguard's internal organs were damaged, his bones were shattered, his eyes protruded upwards, and he fell limply to the ground.

His body was beaten so badly that he obviously couldn't survive.

The noise of the audience stopped abruptly, and everyone opened their mouths wide and stared at the stage.

God!

It's really indescribable.

At this time, two other bodyguards arrived, flanking the guards one from the left and the other from the right.

Their faces were full of shock, and there was no longer a trace of conceit.

Unexpectedly, just a few positions slower, this thin bamboo pole instantly killed his companion.

Although that person is an idiot, his strength is not bad.

At least they don't have the confidence to kill him instantly, no, it should be said that it is absolutely impossible.

It seems that this thin bamboo pole is confident in one-vs-three, not because he wants to die without thinking, but because he wants to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

With this thought in mind, the two people's desire to survive made them explode with even stronger strength.

The one with the metal arm aimed at the guard's temple, and the bodyguard with the mantis knife locked the guard's neck.

The deadly ultimate move is close at hand, the guards are still calm, and the hearts of the poor audience are in their throats.

The guard's feet suddenly exerted strength, and his slender body quickly floated backwards.

Fuck! This can also be avoided!

The two bodyguards stared wide-eyed, their faces full of despair.

At this moment, they finally saw the gap in strength clearly.

The guard jumped out of the attack range like a ghost, but the bodyguard's full attack could not be recovered.

brush!

With a crisp sound, the Mantis Knife cut off the metal arm directly with the advantage of its dislocation, and the incision was still very smooth.

"what!!!"

The bodyguard's iron fist was cut off, and the painful veins burst out suddenly, and he roared at the top of his throat.

Although he was fitted with a prosthetic, it was still connected to the nervous system of the brain. The pain of being severed from the prosthetic was no less than that of a flesh and blood arm.

Seeing that he had made a big mistake, the bodyguard of Mantis Knife suddenly panicked, and the roar of his companion made him feel sad and guilty.

However, there was only one real mistake he made, and that was daring to be careless in the battle of life and death.

The guards quickly started and approached the two of them.

The one with the broken arm was no longer a concern, his primary target was the Praying Mantis Knife.

I saw him kicking on the ground with both feet and jumping high, then using the strength of his waist, he kicked Mantis Knife in the back of the head with a volley.

Snapped!

The hard skull was kicked into pieces in an instant, the fleshy head exploded like a watermelon, and the smelly flesh and blood scattered all over the ground.

The guard fell to the ground and rushed forward.

Reach out and grab the arm of the Mantis Knife, and push it forward.

The sharp blade directly pierced the bodyguard's neck with the broken arm.

"Uh……"

The bodyguard held his neck with difficulty, and blood gushed out of the hole.

As he fell head-on to the ground, this farce-like battle had just begun, and the curtain had already come to an end.

At this time, it was less than ten seconds before the referee struck the golden gong.

…………

The guard walked off the ring with a calm expression.

Looking at the blood and meat all over the ground, the onlookers were stunned for a few seconds, and then burst into astonishing admiration.

A loud noise enveloped the lobby of the casino, as if the roof was about to be lifted.

"This... this is impossible! We are professional killers!"

Pulsatilla clenched the armrest of the seat, unable to believe his eyes.

"Hehe, prosthetic limbs are also considered part of the body, so the last kick shouldn't be considered a foul." Jason said lightly sarcastically.

"You..." Pulsatilla's eyes were red, and he turned to glare at him.

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, and I'll accept your more than five billion chips."

Jason stood up and thanked him with a smile.

This sarcastic smile directly pricked his nerves, and Pulsatilla's expression suddenly became dark and terrifying.

Jason led the guards to the lobby on the first floor, and the tourists on the way automatically gave way to a wide passage.

They couldn't help but look at this group of outsiders.

The eyes are full of curiosity, awe, gratitude, and resentment!

Xingjue puffed out his chest, accepting the tourists' attention generously.

Is this what it feels like to be a boss?

It's so cool!

When everyone came to the exchange point in the lobby on the first floor, the guard stepped forward and knocked on the window, saying, "Hey, don't be dazed, and exchange these chips into cash."

"Uh... ok!"

The staff recovered from the shock, quickly counted the chips, and then exchanged them into cash.

The huge sum of more than five billion was packed into dozens of boxes, and Jason's guards carried it in his hands. Xingjue also enthusiastically helped carry two boxes.

"stop!"

Just when they were about to leave, Pulsatilla suddenly stood up.

Jason turned to him and said, "Still not convinced? Then I'm sorry, I can only wait for the next opportunity."

"Next time?" Pulsatilla sneered a few times, pointed at Jason and shouted angrily, "You have no chance!"

Hearing this, the bodyguard ambushing in the crowd took out a laser gun from his waist, aimed at Jason and pulled the trigger, and the colored lasers shot out densely.

Some bodyguards had good aim, and the laser hit Jason accurately.

Some of the bodyguards were poor marksmen, and the lasers missed people, and all hit glassware, tables, chairs and benches.

Some bodyguards went mad and shot at Jason and his group, killing many onlookers by mistake.

Although Pulsatilla's revenge violated the law and the rules of the casino, he is rooted in Moore Star and has great power here.

Even if he killed people in public and broke the rules of the casino, he could just spend some money on it.

No one will trouble him, let alone jail time.

That's why the bodyguards couldn't wait to kill Jason.

These people are used to domineering.

Now in his own territory, to be so bullied by outsiders, no one can stand it.

boom! boom! boom!

The bodyguards emptied a round of magazines, and the gunfire finally stopped.

When the smoke and dust in the air cleared, the onlookers hid in bunkers or squatted in the corner, their movements and postures were very skillful.

But Jason, who was the main target, stood where he was and was safe, even the guards beside him were fine.

Seeing this, the bodyguards widened their eyes in astonishment.

"what happened?"

"Missed?"

"No, the bullet clearly hit him."

"Then why is he still standing?"

Xingjue squatted in the corner with his gun raised, looking at Jason with surprise on his face.

It's him!

It was he who saved everyone!

But in the end is how to do it, is there any new technology.

"The local gangs are so rude."

Jason turned around slowly, a cold light flashed in his deep eyes.

The guard knelt on one knee and said, "Master, what should we do?"

Jason said lightly: "Since you are not polite, let's kill them all."

"action!"

The guards put down their suitcases, took out their weapons from their pockets and rushed towards the crowd.

"Quick! Quick! Kill him! Kill him!" Pulsatilla yelled heart-piercingly.

The scuffle started, and the hall was completely chaotic.

Screams and screams intertwined, bullets collided with swords, blood and organs splattered...

The guards under Jason's command are all elites selected from the Saka star arena.

They have undergone cruel selection and received Jason's energy infusion. How can their combat effectiveness be matched by Pulsatilla's bodyguards? These garbage are not the enemy of the bodyguards at all.

They were beheaded, headshot, amputated, cut in half...

In a blink of an eye, the hall was covered with blood, and hundreds of bodyguards were all wiped out.

Seeing his elite subordinates being easily harvested like leeks, Pulsatilla finally felt scared.

At this moment, he finally realized that he couldn't afford to offend the young man in front of him.

Pulsatilla was still trying to escape, but was stopped by the guards and dragged to Jason like a dead dog.

"Don't, don't kill me!" He knelt down and begged for mercy.

Jason said indifferently: "I can't afford to lose in gambling, so I can bear it. I can also tolerate opportunistic cheating in the game. But you shot at me with a gun, but you just stepped on my bottom line."

Seeing this, Pulsatilla pleaded bitterly: "I was wrong, I am willing to compensate, I am willing to compensate 10 billion, no, I can give you half of my family property, those properties are worth trillions."

"Stop talking... Do you think I look like someone short of money?" Jason said calmly.

"No, you can't kill me!" Seeing that lures and lures are not enough, they can only be threatened.

Pulsatilla stood up, panting heavily: "I know you are strong, but no matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than the army?"

"I'm telling you, if you dare to touch a single hair of my head, the army will surround you to ensure that you can't get out of Moore. If you don't believe me, you can ask them to see if what I said is true or not."

Pulsatilla glared at the onlookers arrogantly, and these spectators lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at him.

Only a few bold ones said, "Yes, he is right."

Hearing this, Jason became interested, and asked: "Interesting, I did something to you, and even alarmed the army. Are you a Tianlong person?"

Pulsatilla proudly said: "Tell me, tell this outsider what my identity is."

"..."

Everyone was chattering, as noisy as a vegetable market, and Jason didn't understand a sentence.

At this time, a guard who knew the inside story stepped forward and said.

"Master, according to the information I investigated. This old man has a close relationship with the heir of the empire, and he often helps him with dirty work. There are also rumors that the actual controller of the old man's enterprise is the imperial prince."

Hearing this, Jason's face was full of disappointment: "I thought it was a prince or aristocrat, but it turned out to be the dog leg of a big man, which is boring."

He lightly clasped his right hand, and a giant blue hand emerged in the air, holding the Pulsatilla firmly.

"You...you are crazy! Didn't you hear what they said? If you dare to kill me, you are the enemy of the entire empire."

"Oh, don't put gold on your face. I don't know how many people like you have been killed!"

"No, bastard, you..."

Snapped!

Jason held his right hand firmly, and the giant energy hand suddenly tightened, and the pulsatilla suddenly turned into a pool of rotten flesh.

"Oops, that lunatic really did it!"

"Why are you staring blankly, run, the army is coming soon!"

"I just came out to play two games, how could this kind of thing happen? I don't want to be implicated!"

The lobby of the casino was in chaos, and tourists and staff broke through the gate and fled in all directions.

Tables and chairs were knocked over, machines were overturned, chips were scattered all over the floor, and cash was flying all over the sky.

…………

A group of people left the casino with cash, boarded several floating vehicles, and drove towards the parking area at high speed.

Jason sat on the soft and spacious sofa, reached for a glass of local fine wine, shook it gently in front of his eyes, and appreciated the subtle changes in the color of the liquid.

"Tell me, what's going on with Valkyrie? And the Cosmic Spirit Orb, you stole that thing." He looked at the wine glass and said casually.

Xingjue who was sitting opposite immediately recovered from the shock just now.

He swallowed, straightened his back, and organized his words: "I stole the Cosmic Spirit Orb, but the seller learned that Ronan was also interested in this thing, so he quickly canceled the transaction..."

Xingjue gave a detailed introduction of what happened a few days ago.

After hearing what happened, Jason took a sip of the fine wine and asked, "Who is the Gamora you just mentioned?"

Star-Lord said: "Gamora is the daughter of Thanos, and was sent to supervise Ronan under Ronan, but later betrayed..."

Hearing this, Jason frowned and said, "Thanos?"

This is the third time I have heard this name from someone else.

what is this?

Always remember, there will be reverberations?

"Yes!" Xingjue nodded, and then helped Gamora clear his name: "To be precise, Gamora is the adopted daughter of Thanos. Thanos slaughtered his relatives, took her away and trained her to be a killing machine. Hate Thanos."

Jason asked, "Where did that Ronan take Valkyrie?"

"I don't know about that." Xingjue shook his head.

"However, Ronan hates Xandar. I guess he will launch a war of aggression immediately after he gets the cosmic spirit ball."