Marvel's Strongest Dad

"Weak you sister, take a punch!"

The fear and exhaustion in my heart were covered by anger.

Maybe you are also at the end of your battle, just pretending to be calm.

I am the God of War of the Ten Commandments—Dragon, adopted son of Mandarin, and future ruler of the earth. When has he been so underestimated by others?

The man was angry, blood spattered ten steps.

Not to mention an angry warrior.

This fist full of anger is full of motivation.

Even the air was sucked out of the place where it passed.

The wind pressure is pressing, bringing up a white smoke. Long was very confident that with his punch, even a wild yak would be beaten to death. What's more, it's just a human being.

"This is a punch that drains all of your strength!"

Even if Mandarin sees it, they will praise themselves, right?

Seeing that this punch was about to land on that enviable face, Long smiled triumphantly.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

A series of explosive noises were crisp bone cracks.

That's the sound of broken ribs in the previous dragon training partners.

This will bring him pleasure, a kind of spiritual satisfaction.

"what!"

The dragon let out a miserable howl, and staggered back a few steps.

Gritting his teeth tightly, his arms hung unnaturally on his shoulders.

The bulging veins on his neck showed the pain he endured.

It seemed that he couldn't enjoy any pleasure from this punch.

"How is it possible? My hand is still half a foot away from you, and you didn't parry it. How could this be? What the hell are you? What kind of sorcery is this?"

The bones and tendons in his arm were shattered, causing him unbearable pain.

Lying on the ground, the back has been soaked in cold sweat.

Lu Chen lowered his head and glanced at him.

From punching to now, there is no fluctuation in his eyes, and he is still so indifferent.

He even pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a contemptuous smile.

Only then did Long realize that everything was his own imagination.

This man is not pretending to be calm at all.

"Heh, this look again, do you treat me like a waste?"

A trace of grayness flashed in his eyes, and his self-esteem was greatly hit.

He thought he was the future supreme, but he didn't even reach the level of ants.

The dragon's arrogance was completely lost, and the whole person became decadent.

But soon, his face became ferocious.

"You are strong, but not enough!" Long admitted his own insufficiency at this moment, but in his opinion, how could Lu Chen be worth his god-like adoptive father—Mandarin.

"You think it's great to defeat me?"

The dragon grinned like an irritated wild dog.

"Father only needs one finger to kill a hundred intruders who are overwhelmed!" Long said, a flicker of madness flashed in his eyes.

Mandarin's power close to the gods has already convinced the entire Ten Commandments.

He seemed to have seen the tragic situation of the arrogant man in front of him.

Elemental, psychic, and other fantastical powers.

Either way, it is the top power in the world.

Everyone will die and fail, but Mandarin will not.

It has always been the extravagant wish of Long to surpass Mandarin.

If you can defeat the most powerful person in this world, who in the whole world can stop you?

"Come on, Mandarin will easily fuck you, you will be a thousand times worse than me, because you have offended the most powerful organization on earth, and the only true god, I will wait for you in hell hahaha!"

Long laughed wildly, immersed in imaginary pleasure.

...

"Poor thing!"

Lu Chen finally talked to the ants in his eyes.

With just this sentence, he turned around and left.

Opposite to the dragon who lost his fighting spirit, Lu Chen didn't even bother to kill him. What's the fun in killing someone who's lost hope? What Lu Chen likes to see is that amidst hope and disillusionment, he will always fall into the abyss of despair.

"Da da da~"

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Long raised his head in surprise.

"I... didn't die? He let me go?"

Are you afraid when you hear the name Mandarin?

All he could think of was this reason.

Looking at the back of Lu Chen going away, Long didn't feel any gratitude in his heart.

Only naked hatred, and ridicule.

"Stupid to let his enemy go."

Getting up with difficulty, dragging his broken arm, Long self-righteously shouted at Lu Chen's back: "Idiot, don't think that if you let me go, the foster father will spare your life. I will see with my own eyes how he put You are hanging from your own bowels!"

"Ho~"

A streak of blood gushed out of his throat, and Long shut up in fright.

Lu Chen in the distance shook his head: "I don't know how to live or die!"

"Mandarin can be regarded as a hero. How can he accept a foster son, who is actually this kind of guy? Not only is he picky, but he is also prone to mental explosion, and he is also cheating. It is really useless!"

From Lu Chen's point of view, naturally everything is waste.

Treat everyone equally, everyone here is rubbish.

Definitely, my own baby girls are perfect.

Seeing Lu Chen's figure disappear, Long Cai dared to turn around and leave in a hurry.

Still resentful in my heart: "You wait, I'll go and inform the adoptive father right away, wait for your death!"

Mandarin, the god of the Ten Commandments organization, the pinnacle of the earth's military power. Ten rings are enough to destroy any force on the earth. No one can estimate his true power.

Long believes that in front of Mandarin, no one will be able to defeat him.

He is like a weak child who goes home and asks his father for help.

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