Pokémon Invasion Marvel

Aning didn't ask again. She knew that what Emmerson wanted to tell her would say without asking.

As Aning expected, Emmesen was not very interested in discussing this topic.

Naturally, I brought the topic to another direction.

Aning stayed with Emesen here for half a month. The time between the two was broken by the birth of the second elf of Emesen.

That day, Emesen and Anin were drinking tea, men and women from the same country had common hobbies.

Unfortunately, the quiet and peaceful atmosphere was broken by Old Jack, an uninvited guest.

Bang bang bang

The sound of knocking on the door was heard one after another.

Emerson and Aning looked at each other, and both of them realized that something was wrong.

After Aning arrived, Old Jack rarely came to Emesen.

Because every time it's time for dinner, Emmerson takes the initiative to go downstairs to get it, and he doesn't have to deliver it to him.

Even if he came to Emmerson to have a drink, Old Jack would just knock on the door twice.

Now, this different movements and movements prove what happened.

Emmesen opened the door and saw Old Jack's serious face.

"Emerson, something happened."

"Don't worry, what happened?"

Emmerson calmed Old Jack's excitement and wanted to let him enter the house and say slowly.

"All the animals in the slaughterhouse are dead, and now the panicked workers have run away."

Old Jack did not move, but said with a serious expression.

When he said this, Emmerson frowned.

What Old Jack said is beyond the scope of reality. Even if you die of poisoning, you cannot die at the same time.

Suddenly, Emmesen thought of something and looked back with a change of expression.

I saw his second elf egg turned into a vortex, absorbing blood-colored smoke crazily.

It wasn't even passive waiting, the elf egg had already begun to take the initiative to pull.

Emmerson could clearly see that the original wisps of smoke had condensed into a column of smoke.

Countless smoke columns surged up from all over the floor.

The culprit of the slaughterhouse animals died at the same time, found!

Emmerson did not explain anything, but directly pulled Aning, who was still inside the house, out the door.

"You take Old Jack away, don't let people get close to the slaughterhouse."

Leaving only one sentence, Emmerson entered the room alone, leaving only the two people looking at each other outside the door.

Old Jack obviously would not listen to Emmesen's orders, and immediately smashed the door and took him out.

"Let's leave quickly, he won't be in trouble."

At the critical moment, Aning was more calm and decisive.

He grabbed Old Jack's arm and rushed out of the factory like wind.

Since Emerson attached so much importance to it, Aning would never regard his words as a joke.

Aning, who exploded with all his strength, had his speed not a strong point, but it also reached the limit of the human body.

Old Jack only felt the whistling sound of the wind in his ears. When his feet landed on the ground again, he was already standing far outside the slaughterhouse.

Aning ignored Old Jack's horrified look, took out his cell phone and started making a call.

Although she followed Emesen's orders to leave, how could she not worry about his comfort?

But now she is alone, it is difficult for her to help Emesen.

As Aning called several times one after another, everyone who received it began to act.

In Hell Kitchen in New York, a pet shop that has just opened, the mad dog put down the phone in his hand and slammed the wrist of the gangster under his feet.

He turned around and shouted at a group of onlookers next to him.

"Take up the guys and come to live!"

After all the people under his command were dispersed and prepared, he lowered his body and looked at the thugs who were wailing under his feet with a smile.

He gently patted the gangster's face with tears in his eyes, and the mad dog whispered.

"In the future, I will put the highlights on my tricks, and I will dare to step on anyone's plate!"

After saying that, he kicked the gangster out with one kick.

The gangster's accomplices stood quietly by the side.

But no one dared to help him, but they all looked at the mad dog timidly, not daring to take a breath.

"Look at your bear-like appearance, get out!"

The mad dog looked up and down at them, waved his hand in vain.

What he longs for is an opponent who can fight his life and death, rather than such a soft-legged shrimp that is about to collapse at a touch.

A group of gangsters were stunned at first, and then they found that they had heard it correctly, and immediately rushed to run away.

"Wait, come back!"

But as soon as they ran two steps, the mad dog's voice rang again.

The few people behind stopped immediately and looked at the mad dog in panic.

But the few people running in the front hesitated a little, which actually accelerated the speed.

Not far ahead of them, there is an alley entrance. As long as they can run in, they will be completely safe.

Da da da da da

But what is waiting for a few people is not a beautiful future, but a series of gunfire.

The mad dog threw the gun he had just snatched back into his subordinate's arms and spat fiercely.

"Bah, isn't it good to live?"

"Crazy Boss, the boss has explained..."

His subordinates held the gun and said in a daze.

He had known that mad dogs were crazy for a long time, but he didn't expect that they would be so crazy.

This was in public, and there were crowds watching the fun nearby.

He actually dared to shoot and kill someone, but he would kill one.

Those gangsters were shot so many times, and they were obviously dead.

"A trivial matter, I will tell my boss myself at that time. Do you want to seek justice for them?"

The mad dog squinted his eyes and asked.

"No, they deserve to die!"

The subordinate immediately said righteously.

He didn't dare to bet whether this lunatic would give a bullet the next moment he finished speaking.

Although the gun was in his hands, he was still quite afraid.

Seeing that he was surrendering, the mad dog didn't continue to struggle. After all, this was his own person and he still couldn't kill him.

He turned his eyes to the gangsters who stopped obediently, looked at their wet pants disdainfully, and whined at the gangster who was still wailing on the ground.

"Don't forget your good brother."

At this moment, whether it was these gangsters or the others watching, there were two words in their minds.

"madman!"

Just for such a trivial matter, he actually shot and killed five people in public!

Only lunatics will do this!

The mad dog didn't have time to pay attention to what others thought. When he saw that his subordinates were ready, he took the lead in driving away from here.

At the same time, Wilson's team also set out from another direction, with the goal being the same as the Mad Dog.

Although Aning notified the mad dog to bring people here, how could she forget Wilson, the local snake?

"I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to hatch you."

Emmerson sat on the chair and murmured to himself as he looked at the elf egg in front of him.

There are no living things in the slaughterhouse except him.

All the vitality was absorbed by the elf egg in front of him.