Saiyans in Marvel

"Kekeke..."

Sand Angel's teeth were trembling violently because of fear. The attack just now was the most powerful damage she could inflict. But the enemy was not painful or itchy. This made her completely lose her fighting spirit. For the first time in her life, she fell into

In such despairing fear.

This fear made her shed tears uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the hand holding her shoulder loosened, and the outstretched Sand Angel fell directly to the ground.

"You are a guy worthy of the name of a warrior. You are the first person to hurt me! I will let you go and don't help others in the future."

Broly hesitated for a moment and was ready to let her go. Because she was the first person Broly could call a martial artist so far. Coupled with her strong superpowers and physical fitness, she might still be strong.

There is room for development.

He felt the pain in his body and walked towards Francis.

"Please...please..."

The Dust Angel also wanted to beg Broly to let Francis go, but he felt like falling into an ice cellar under his look.

Walking in front of Francis, Broly suddenly grabbed his shoulders and threw him violently. His movements were almost exactly the same as those of the Sand Angel just now.

"Crack!"

Before Francis could say anything to beg for mercy, he was thrown into an indescribable heap.

Although this throwing skill is much simpler than the Wolf Fang Wind Fist and Satan fighting skills, it is still practical and may be miraculous when facing some large enemies.

"Broly! Get out of there! The Mexican Army is coming!"

Alejandro's voice suddenly sounded in the earbuds.

Broly knocked on his earbuds to indicate that he already knew. He was not ready to deal with the Mexican government yet. Once things got to that level, it would be very troublesome.

He glanced at Sand Angel, who was in a daze because of Francis' death, and wanted her to leave this place of right and wrong.

"Hey..."

Before she finished speaking, a grenade suddenly hit Sand Angel. The violent explosion pushed her to the ground, followed by the second and third rounds.

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The Mexican Army is divided into nine brigades and a large number of independent regiments and battalions. The nine brigades are all headquartered in Mexico City. They are the only mobile force of the Mexican Army and are directly commanded by the federal government. They are one armored brigade, two

Infantry brigade, one motorized infantry brigade, one airborne brigade, three military police brigades and one presidential guard brigade.

Although it is said to have an armored brigade, Mexico does not have any tanks in active service. The French-made AMX-13 light tanks originally imported from Belgium were products of the 1940s and 1950s. They have long been worn out and have all been retired. Even those in active service

The armored vehicles are also old and have weak firepower.

The amx-vci infantry fighting vehicle, a product of the 1960s, has weak armor and low firepower. The Mexican Army has partially modified it and installed a V8 diesel engine from the American Dyna Cummins company. The original manual small firepower has also been removed.

The turret was modified into a hk19 grenade launcher and a 7.62mm machine gun.

In Mexico, the weak military strength is partly the reason why drug lords are so rampant.

Major Jackson Nez was sitting in an AMX-VCI command vehicle, with a cigarette in his mouth and smoking slowly and methodically.

He took the initiative to apply to perform the mission. Just an hour ago, a mysterious phone call came to the office. The Reyes Group was willing to pay 10 million US dollars just to let him order his subordinates when commanding them.

Pull the trigger more easily.

This is a very pleasant task, isn't it? With just one sentence, you can easily get 10 million US dollars. You know, he secretly passed on so much information about anti-drug operations before, but only got 600,000 US dollars.

With these ten million, he does not need to continue serving, just for the lifetime retirement pension that he can receive after retiring after serving for twenty years. After twenty years of hard work, he can only get a retirement salary of 60% of the monthly salary.

Jin, whoever wants to do it can do it!

Soon, the female mutant among them was killed. The superpowers of these mutants may look fancy, but they are really vulnerable to the power of modern weapons.

The people in the mutant factory had offended Filippoto, who wanted them dead. He took out his phone and looked at it. There was a guy named Francis on Filipto's must-kill list. The nearby traffic had stopped.

Being blocked, Francis is already a turtle in a urn. He can just ask the soldiers to get out of the car and search later.

It is said that the mutant factory has something to do with the U.S. military. Unfortunately, I cannot immigrate to the United States after retiring, but Europe is also a good choice.

"So what about mutants? It's not a corpse now. You should have thought of this result when you offended the Reyes Group."

Bolton had quietly left the convoy a long time ago. He looked at the fragmented bodies of Francis and the Dust Angel, with a smile of victory on his face. The humiliation of being picked up by Francis like a chicken before was finally lifted by him.

Clean it up. He picked up the phone and said to Major Jackson Nez:

"Mr. Nez, don't let the remaining mutant go. He is the one who kidnapped Isabella. After killing him, search for Isabella's location. As long as he finds her, Mr. Filippoto is willing to pay another five

Millions of dollars.”

He was about to put away his phone and leave this place of right and wrong, when the hand holding the phone was suddenly pinched by a huge palm.

Bolton's physique is already considered tall among ordinary people, but compared with that palm, his hands are as small as those of a child.

As soon as he turned around, he found the mutant standing behind him. However, his size had grown sharply, exceeding two meters, and his steel-like muscles burst through his shirt. Standing in front of him, he looked like a creature from myths and legends.

Like a giant.

Broly grabbed the phone and dug out the chat history.

"You gutter rats!"

The killing of the Dust Angel was not the reason why he was so angry. She followed Francis to help him and deserved her death. What he was angry about was that a soldier was not killed in a fair fight, but was killed by a sneak attack after being exhausted.

die.

This anger directly made him enter the angry state.

"No...you can't kill me...this place has been surrounded...if you kill me, you will be cornered and will definitely die...I...I can take you out."

Broly crushed the phone in his hand, and green energy surged out of his hand, burning like a flame.

(In the new version of Dragon Ball Super Broly, Broly's energy is white in his normal form, but turns green after entering his angry form.)

With a flick of his finger, a green light shot out, pierced through Bolton's head, exploded violently, and engulfed him.

"What a dirty firework."

[Satan Fighting Skill lv12: Air Splitting Fist, after hard training, you finally mastered the technique of concentrating the energy and punching it out. The attack has a splash effect. 】