Marvel's Super Venom System

On the third floor, you could have heard Scar's voice on the walkie-talkie and relaxed her heart a little.

But after a moment of silence, the sudden sound of explosions and gunshots lifted your heart again.

It's not that he hasn't been through the winds and waves, but like tonight, the feeling of being out of his control from the beginning makes him feel very uneasy.

You can only light a cigar and smoke a cigar to relieve his tension.

The smell of tobacco soon permeated the entire third floor, which was not particularly large in space, had no windows, and belonged to a safe house.

The gate and the surrounding walls are made of reinforced alloy, which cannot be opened even with rocket launchers.

There is also a secret elevator in the corner of the room, you can take the elevator to the top of the building, and then escape through the helicopter on the roof.

Exhaling a thick breath of smoke, Ul squinted and couldn't help but think of Bill's death.

Although there are only photos, you can still feel the bloody breath that comes through the photos.

You knew about that kind of torture, and he had dealt with a Chinese businessman before, and the businessman told him about torture in Chinese history.

There were two profound influences in your, one was to pour hot water on the prisoner, and then use a brush made of wire to brush off the prisoner's flesh layer by layer.

The other is to trap the prisoner with a fishing net and cut off his flesh piece by piece with a blade until he is finally shaved into a skeleton, in which time to ensure that the prisoner does not die.

The former he forgot his name, and the latter he remembered was called the Punishment of Lingchi.

Bill's death reminded him of the second type of torture. The appearance of being shaved into a skeleton has been in your mind.

While your thoughts were circling, the gunfire downstairs suddenly stopped.

This made his heart tighten, and he didn't know what the result would be.

Wuer grabbed the walkie-talkie in front of him and hurriedly called: "Hey! Scar, what happened ?! The

call ended, no sound came, and the raven gave him no answer. This made your heart sink.

As you were thinking about countermeasures, the walkie-talkie hissed, and then a voice came out.

"Hiss~ Hey, boss. The enemy has been solved. Hiss~"

" repeat, the enemy has been solved . Hiss~. "

Your nervous heart suddenly relaxed." Finally, this problem was solved.

You cried out to the walkie-talkie, "Nice job!" Scar! Bring that damn corpse up, I'll take a good look at what kind of goods he is!" After

a while, there was a knock on the door, and the gatekeeper opened the door after confirming that it was correct through the special observation hole of the safety door.

After the door opened, Scar walked in carrying a corpse wearing a black combat uniform and a black hood.

Scar threw the body to the ground and said in a deep voice: "Boss, the evil ghost corpse is here." The other party is very difficult, and we have paid a lot of sacrifices to solve it.

A relieved smile appeared on your gloomy and ugly face, and as he walked towards the corpse, he said to Scar: "You did a good job!" Rest assured, I will not treat those dead brothers badly.

"And you, I will give you living heroes a rich reward."

You patted Scar's shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

He squatted next to the corpse, and while reaching out to try to uncover the true face of this evil ghost, he said to Scar: "Scar, your credit is the greatest, what kind of reward do you want."

"House? Good car? Or a beautiful woman? Or a lot of money? "

Say it and I'll satisfy you."

Your, who had just put his hand on his hood, suddenly heard several cracking sounds above his head.

At the same time, a pair of miserable white eyes suddenly lit up in the dark hood, and at the same time a hoarse voice came from the mouth of the corpse.

"I think your head is a great reward, you say? Mr. your.

You was startled and sat on the ground, and only then did he see the strange appearance of the scar in front of him.

Scar, who was still talking just now, had already lowered his head, and at the same time dozens of tentacles had stretched out from his body, nailing everyone else in the room to the wall, all of them passing through his head, killing him with one blow.

The corpse of the devil, no, the demon stood up, and the tentacles of the scar were also retracted.

Then a lump of sticky black liquid came out of Scar, and the demon stretched out his hand, and the liquid seeped into his hand.

You saw that the body of the demon seemed to have become a little bigger, and a large mouth full of sharp teeth was cracked under those evil eyes, and the scarlet tongue poked out, and the sticky saliva continued to drip to the ground along the flexible and slender tongue.

Wuer looked at Meng Ran as if he was a demon who had just crawled out of hell.

Meng Ran looked at Wuer, who was trembling and constantly stretching his trembling legs, wanting to pull away from Meng Ran. A great sense of satisfaction arose in his heart.

"That's right, that's it." Looking at your terrified look, Meng Ran knew that it was right to sacrifice some handsomeness.

Meng Ran just wanted to give the enemy the deepest fear and make these damned criminals tremble.

Meng Ran smiled and said, "Mr. Wuer, what do you think of my proposal just now?"

"Use your head as a reward, and I'll definitely make a beautiful wine glass out of your skull."

Saying that, Meng Ran walked quickly to Wu'er and grabbed his head to lift him up.

Wuer listened to Meng Ran's terrifying words, coupled with that hoarse voice, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.

Meng Ran's powerful big hand squeezed gently, and Ulton felt that his head was about to be crushed, and the severe pain made him unable to stop tears flowing.

You mournfully begged for mercy: "Mr. Devil! Mr. Evil!! I'm sorry! Spare me! Aaaaa!!a

Listening to the piercing wail, Meng Ran only felt a pang of irritation, and couldn't help but increase his strength a little, making Wuer's scream even worse.

Meng Ran threw him aside in disgust and said sharply, "Isn't it a little late to beg for mercy now, your." You

collapsed against the wall and cried out, "I have money! I have a lot of money! Mr. Evil, as long as you spare me, I will give it to you and give it to you!

When Meng Ran heard this, he sat on the chair with interest, lit a cigar of your, and swallowed the clouds: "Oh? So how much money can you pay to buy your life.

Seeing that things had taken a turn, Wuer immediately said excitedly: "I have two tens of millions, and I have other assets!" Cart! House! All to you you spared me!

Meng Ran took a breath of smoke and said coldly: "Transfer money now, pay the money with one hand, and hand over your life with the other." You

immediately sat up and started operating with the computer.

"Mr. Devil, what's your account?" A smile squeezed out of your ugly face and said flatteringly.

Meng Ran said, "Xiaobai, accept the transfer, remember that I want this money to be cleaned to my account." "

Received." Xiaobai's electronic voice suddenly came from the computer.

Wuer was stunned by Meng Ran's hand.

Wuer looked at the darkness under Meng Ran's hood, and he could only see those terrifying eyes and flashing red cigarette butts.

"Can I go now? Mr. Evil. You asked cautiously.

Meng Ran put down the cigar and said, "Xiaobai, how long is the countdown?"

"One minute and thirty seconds," Xiao Bai said.

The electronic screen in the room played the same countdown to death as in Times Square, with one minute and thirty seconds left.

Looking at the countdown, Meng Ran said to Wuer: "You still have one minute and twenty-five seconds to go on the road."

Wur looked at the countdown and finally understood, and he was dominated by fear and begged Meng Ran desperately, not hesitating to spend all his wealth just to seize the last bit of hope.

But now, Meng Ran extinguished this glimmer of hope, or rather, Meng Ran didn't think about letting him go in the first place.

Wuer looked at the ever-shortening time, and looked at Meng Ran who was sitting there like a god of death.

He sat down on the ground, as if he had been drained of all his strength.

Suddenly, you picked up the pistol that had fallen on the ground and shot himself in the head.

Meng Ran kicked him away, and the gun in his hand also fell to the ground.

Meng Ran grabbed his neck, pressed him against the wall, and roared at him with his terrifying big mouth.

The hot and humid breath and terrifying voice smashed into Wuer's face together, and

Meng Ran roared angrily: "I let you die!" You can die! This is my judgment on you! This is the trial of the evil on you, criminal your!

"Since you want to kill so much, then I'll let you enjoy it!"

Meng Ran's hand grabbing Wuer suddenly gave birth to countless black silk threads, which drilled into your eyes, ears, and mouth together.

With thirty seconds left, Meng Ran manipulated your brain with venom, giving him extreme pain and making him repent in pain and fear.

You was pressed against the wall and trembled, and the countdown kept approaching zero.

Finally, at the moment when time cleared, your stopped trembling.

The electronic screen in Times Square and the electronic screen in the room were cleared at the same time, turning into a few words of blood red.

"The trial is over!"

"Criminal your!"

"The devil judges your sins!"

In the dim room, only the large characters on the electronic screen emitted a blood-red light, shining on the bloody Your, who was nailed to the wall and bleeding. The demonic graffiti on the wall grinned, not knowing who he was mocking.

The evil ghost has departed and melted into the deep night.