Marvel's symbiote, a massacre at the beginning

"You are such a lucky little fellow, and when you go to hell, remember that in the last moments of your life you were briefly combined with a noble symbiote." Looking at Home, whose face was suddenly a little indignant, the massacre was a little strange, but it was not taken to heart.

After saying this bullshit pretense declaration, the slaughter shoved tentacles into Holm's throat in Holm's horrified eyes.

Seeing the blood-red tentacles reaching into his mouth, Holm couldn't stop gagging a little, and at the same time thought of the big wave senior who looked at him resentfully in his previous life: "My grass, it turns out to be this feeling, I really damn it!" I thought that Senior Sister's technology was not good! "

It took a few tens of seconds for the process to end.

At this time, Holm only has two words to describe his feelings, that is, "transparent", which has never been so through, and the teacher can cure chronic pharyngitis.

After doing all this, the slaughter, which was originally more than two meters high, suddenly bent over and shrunk, looking like it had been drained, and the tentacles that originally wrapped around Holm also hung directly to the ground.

"Damn it! I didn't expect childbirth to be so physically demanding! The carnage swayed against the dilapidated wall of the church, panting and resting.

Symbiote childbirth is something that cannot be avoided, and after it notices, it immediately throws off the police who are chasing after it on the buttocks and runs to this remote suburb to give birth.

Originally, the massacre was to kill its offspring and the carrier chosen by it immediately after giving birth, but it did not expect that it would become so weak after childbirth.

Home, who was thrown to the ground, rubbed his arm and slowly stood up, looking at the aftermath of the slaughter on the other side, and Home's heart tightened.

Damn it! Still didn't expect wow, not hardened by the big man but ruined by a symbiote, woo-woo, no face, how can he buy seafood with his beautiful sister in the future.

Seeing Home's resentful look, the slaughter felt like he wanted to poke him to death, but helplessly it couldn't lift a tentacle now, just one word, false! .

At this moment, a siren suddenly sounded outside, and the siren sounded from low to high, and the distance was also from far to near.

Hearing this annoying siren, the massacre also knew that it had to hurry away, so it braced its body and hurried outside.

As he walked, he glanced back at Home, clenched his teeth and threatened in a hoarse and ugly voice: "If you are lucky enough to live a few more days, when I come to kill you in a few days, you won't be able to escape." After

saying that, he turned his head and hurried out the door, afraid of being blocked by the police.

Holm looked at the slaughter that left in a hurry, and his heart was relieved, fortunately, fortunately, he picked up a life.

Just as he was about to hurry out and get less trouble, sirens had already arrived at the door.

Seeing this, Holm was unable to complain, are these police driving to press the speed?

Damn, don't refuel when the slaughter is not gone, and when you see the slaughter gone, you slam on the gas pedal, otherwise why did you block him in just ten seconds before the slaughter went out, are you bullying honest people?!

Unfortunately, Holm was just a street boy, and no one paid attention to his feelings, because he had contact with the massacre, so the police took him back to the police station for notes.

Holm did not hide what happened at night, but although he told the truth, the policemen did not believe it.

"You say slaughter covets your flesh, directly put..... After it finished, it collapsed, and left for fear of being blocked by the police. The policeman on the opposite side widened his eyes, full of disbelief, and the policemen next to him also leaned back and laughed after listening to this narrative.

"Why is it that no one believes the truth, who is the fool." Holm reluctantly leaned back in the chair, and of course he saw the eyes of those people next to him who looked at the mentally retarded.

It's just that he can only scold in his heart, now he is just a poor street boy, and he can't afford to provoke these policemen who take taxpayer money to buy doughnuts.

In the end, Holm was put in a detention cell and released until tomorrow morning, and the police officers listened to what he said as a joke, and then wrote the file according to his own understanding.

Holm had no problem with spending the night in the detention room, after all, it was so late, he was a little afraid to let him go home.

Although the simplicity of New York City's folk style is not as good as the legendary DC Gotham, it is not too much, walking on the street so late, either a small life is not guaranteed, or the wallet is not guaranteed.

By the way, he didn't have a wallet, only a few coins in his pocket, and a healthy body, so it was even more sad to think about it, and the chairs in the detention room looked particularly cold.

Lying in the chair, Holm had time to calm down and think about the slaughter encountered today, which was completely different from what was played out in the movie.

First he was treated for a wave of chronic pharyngitis, and then he completely collapsed as if afterwards.

Think of the words of the massacre at that time ["You are such a lucky little fellow, and when you go to hell, remember that in the last moments of your life you were briefly combined with a noble symbiosis."] Thinking

about the fact that symbiote gave birth and slaughter was Venom's son, Holm suddenly widened his eyes and sat up.

"I grass! This dog thing wants me to raise a baby for him!

"The symbiote has a serious father-killing plot, no wonder that dog thing said that it would kill me in a few days!"

Thinking of this, Home's face and a handsome face are gradually distorted, slaughtering this dog thing is a real beast, lifting his pants and not recognizing people does not say that he will kill him, how, I am afraid that my son will be old and the old father like him.

"Eh! Yes! The symbiote seems to be stronger from generation to generation, so I can kill it as long as I hold on. Holm's eyes lit up as he thought about it.

But soon he became a little worried, he didn't know what this symbiote in his body looked like, if it was okay like Venom in the Venom movie, if it was as evil as Venom in the Spider-Man movie, and as perverted as the massacre, then he would not be a puppet.

I thought I had found a way to survive, but when I thought about it, I couldn't be completely sure.

And according to the fact that the massacre and movie plot in this world are not stained at all, the possibility of the symbiote on his body being like movie venom has decreased.

"Before the wolf and the tiger, it is estimated that there is nothing more fucked up than this except for the male plus the male." Holm lay back on his stool with a sad look.

"If you are slaughtered and found, you will have to die, and if you wait until the symbiote in your body grows up, you will also have to become a puppet."

Think about it this way, you can only live one more day, anyway, he now has no long things, no worries, it's a big deal to be a puppet, anyway, it is enough to kill and slaughter that dog.