Marvel’s Monster Hunter World

"restraint?"

Slaughter chuckled, turned his fork into claws, took out his internal organs from the corpse and put it in his mouth.

After feeling the Dove-like silkiness with his tongue, he swallowed it with satisfaction.

These corpses will disappear soon. I heard that it was the rules of this game. They didn't really die, they would be reborn outside.

So he must take advantage of it while it is hot, otherwise he will not be able to eat it after a while.

But unlike the rapids, he didn't consider whether he was counted, because he never intended to lose.

On the contrary, he thought about another thing. If these people can be resurrected indefinitely, then they will continue to participate in the competition, and he can always kill them here. Isn't it possible to eat as much as you want? And there is no need to make trouble.

It's not that he is afraid of trouble. Trouble is his important source of food. However, when the food source is guaranteed, he doesn't like trouble very much.

Isn't the food fragrant in peace?

"Why restraint? How long have we restrained? But the result?"

The massacre looked at the snow-white symbiote'thugs' and spread his hands: "No matter how you restrain, their influence on you will be deeply ingrained. It has been more than two years now. I have completely forgotten the last host who was killed by them. What it looks like."

"That's because you are willing to fall."

"What can I do? This disgusting host always thinks about this kind of thing~" Slaughter said, and found blood ticking on his fingers. He quickly raised his head and hung his hands over his mouth, sticking out his long tongue to lick and lick.

Seeing this, the mob snorted disdainfully: "I'm afraid he is not thinking about it now."

"Leave him alone, he has succumbed to indulgence anyway, and even this is not as good as the rapids."

The massacre stopped licking the blood on his paws, and glanced at a black symbiote that came over.

"Stick, don't come and disgust me just because you didn't grab the target."

"My name is'rebar', don't call me a stick!"

"no difference."

A few muscles broke out on the steel bar's head, apparently there is no resistance to the irony of the massacre, and to be honest, if it were not for these hosts to make them fight each other, he must let the massacre know his small weapons How fragile!

At this moment, Rebar suddenly frowned, and then a "bang!" gunshot appeared behind him.

"Slap~"

A two-fingered bullet came quickly and hit the back of his head.

But the bullet didn't shoot through the head, instead it wiped out a large spark on the back of the head and it flew!

"Sneak attack?!"

"Who actually attacked me?!!!"

The whole neck of Rebar burst into muscles, all over his chin and shoulders, and he turned his head to look at the top of the mountain behind him, but he found nothing.

"I saw it, a figure flashed across the mountain."

The hands of the slaughter kept changing the appearance of various knives, iron hooks, etc., and their faces became red and more excited.

"Originally wanted to find other people, now they have shown their faces. Let's go to the top of the mountain!"

After talking about the slaughter, he jumped on the spot, leaped more than ten meters high, and climbed rapidly among the extremely steep snow-capped mountains.

The slaughter goes first, and the steel bar will naturally not fall behind. He didn't grab the target just now. If the person who just attacked him was killed by the slaughter, then he would be driven crazy!

Both symbiotes ran away, and it was naturally impossible for the mob to stay in place, and quickly accelerated to follow.

It’s just that the mob’s heart is a bit puzzled, because they have searched nearly half of the fan-shaped area of ​​the mountain, and the strongest rapids among them have gone to the side that has not been searched, but now the top of the mountain is actually occupied?

There are only two possibilities, either, they find a way to escape the rapids or hunt down.

The other possibility is more exciting... the rapids died in the hands of other people!

The speed of the symbiosis is very fast, and it can use the deformation to grow various parts of the body. The steep mountain is like a flat ground for them, and it will soon reach the top of the highest peak.

The top of the ice is like a sharp cone of ice, and the sky stands tall, but beside this extremely huge cone of ice, there is a circular flat ground enough for everyone to settle.

When the slaughter and steel bars rushed out of the cliff at the same time, they saw Loki a dozen meters away.

However, there was no one beside Loki, and he didn't have any weapons in his hand, obviously not the one who attacked them with guns just now.

"The fish that slipped through the net, still planning to encircle us?"

Slaughter changed the knives in his hands, and opened his mouth to the root of his ears towards Loki: "Want to hunt us? Why not tell me in advance, which knife do you like~"

Before he finished speaking, Rebar came from behind him and slapped his face with a slap, over his body and yelled at Loki: "Hand over who attacked me! Otherwise, I will eat your hands and feet. Crush every bone in your body!"

"Slap~"

"What are you doing?!"

"You ask me? Whoever grabs the food will get the food, let me go behind!"

"I won't eat your leftovers!"

"Ahem...Well, do you want to discuss it first?"

As soon as Loki's voice fell, a long conical thorn that pulled out an afterimage in his vision instantly penetrated his body, submerged in the snow and ice behind him.

"Yep?"

"It's a phantom, fake."

As soon as the voice of the massacre fell, he felt a whistling from behind, but the speed of this sneak attack was too slow for him!

The knife changed in his right hand instantly fixed into the shape of an iron hook and a scimitar, flicking backwards in a way restricted by the extraordinary human physique, slashing Loki who was sneaking behind him.

However, he felt it as soon as the hook touched Loki's body, and this was still a phantom.

What about the real body?

"Puff~"

Loki's dagger plunged into the neck of the slaughter, and directly cut half of his neck open, exposing countless **** slimy fluids.

what happened? !

Isn't this a phantom? My sword has obviously been cut in the middle!

For the second time in history, the pupils of the massacre showed ‘panic’ and ‘fear’. The first time was when he was tortured when he was first controlled.

But... when he saw the smile and contempt in Loki's eyes, UU read www. uukanshu.com The anger in his heart is also more violent than last time.

Beheading... doesn't work for me!

The blood-colored fluid on the neck was connected up and down immediately, and then his neck was restored to its original state like a suture.

"Haha! It's mine to slaughter him!" Rebar saw the massacre and slumped and rushed towards Loki.

But at this moment, the snow on both sides suddenly exploded, and snow covered everything around them.

Before Rebar could react, he was held back by two powerful men.

Next second.

"Bang!" A gun sounded.

At the same time, a cluster of flames melted the snowflakes.

Rebar, this is their goal!

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