Saiyans in Marvel

"What are you doing, Farrakoon, are you crazy?"

The gang leader next to Broly looked at Farrakon who suddenly went berserk, and was astonished. When did Farrakoon become so strong, and could actually lift a person up so easily?

"He is not Farrakoon. With such a strong spirit, he is not an ordinary person!"

Daimon Goro stood up and said very seriously. He took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles like granite. He opened his hands and made a Judo starting position, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"boom!"

Broly released his Oolong Transformation Technique and revealed his original form. The leader who was lifted up in the air recognized his identity almost instantly.

"Green Goblin...you are the Green Goblin!!!"

He was incontinent, and smelly urine dripped down his trouser legs and onto the ground.

Broly tossed it into the air with his hand, then raised his palm and pointed it into the air, and a white energy whizzed away.

"boom!"

There was a violent explosion, and a moment later, the debris fell to the ground in pieces.

"How about you, why don't you wait for me to get rid of these bastards first and then compete. In this case, I will lose part of my energy, which will be more beneficial to you."

Broly said with his arms crossed.

"You are a devil!"

Daimon Goro looked at the pieces of flesh and blood that fell on the ground, his muscles tensed and he was on high alert.

"Compared to me, you who collude with these drug lords who have done countless evil deeds are the real devil."

Broly performed a Satanic Fighting Technique. Daimon Goro was over two meters tall, a head taller than Broly who was not in his angry form.

"In order to eliminate enemies of humanity like you, what does it mean to cooperate with gangs?"

Daimon Goro suddenly shouted loudly and slammed his hands on the ground. The ground shook violently, and with him as the center, it collapsed in all directions like a spider web.

The gang leaders and call girls were just affected by the aftermath, and fell to the ground screaming, and some even had their leg bones broken.

Broly, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt a destructive energy coming along the ground and was about to send him flying into the air.

Strength originates from the ground, and fists originate from the heart.

As long as you can't fly in the air, no matter it's punching, throwing, kicking, splitting and other techniques, the force must be exerted from the ground, relying on the infinite bearing power of the earth. If you are accidentally hit by your opponent and fly into the air,

That is, people are cutters and slaves, and I am fish and meat, and can only be slaughtered by others.

Daimon Goro's huge body was unexpectedly flexible, and he rushed towards Broly with long strides, like an angry rhinoceros. He made a fist with one arm and took advantage of his tall stature to strike at Broly condescendingly.

With this angry blow, even an elephant would be knocked to the ground. After being completely broken apart, he could then use a series of throwing skills to completely knock down the enemy.

As a master of judo, any enemy who exposes a weakness in front of him will be suppressed by a wave of furious attacks until death.

But the blow that was destined to be won was actually caught.

Broly grabbed Daimon Goro's wrist, raised his left foot, wrapped his arm inward, and punched Daimon Goro in the abdomen. After learning the Wolf Fang Wind Fist, he was able to strike quickly.

Like lightning, Daimon Goro had no time to resist it.

The extremely fierce punch was like a bomb exploding, causing the ground to tremble violently.

Daimon Goro spurted out a mouthful of blood. If it weren't for the combat intuition he had honed over many years, which allowed him to protect his abdomen with Qi immediately, his body would have been directly penetrated.

Broly punched three more times in a row, one of which was dodged. The remaining two punches all hit Daimongoro's vitals. He let go of his hand and let Daimongoro fall to the ground to gasp.

"This move is not bad, but your qi is already weak, and you still want to use this trick of dispersing qi. Why don't you concentrate your qi and use it?" Broly raised his voice.

Daimon Goro wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up. Although these three punches were extremely heavy, under the protection of Qi, they would not cause him to lose his fighting ability directly.

"drink!"

Daimon Goro cheered up, shouted loudly, opened his hands, and pushed towards Broly like a mountain. Through the previous fight, he had discovered that Broly was not as strong as the video information given by Kingpin.

People are desperate. But Broly's punch speed and nerve reflex speed are too fast.

If the fight is not dragged into a close fight, he will just be played around with applause.

Broly turned sideways to avoid the push, his muscles and bones roared, and he hit Daimon Goro's chin with an elbow.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Qi of both sides collided violently, and they dug deep pits one after another on the ground, with gravel flying everywhere.

Broly has long muscles and strong strength, and has an advantage in strength. Daimon Goro has been training hard for more than 20 years, and he does not dare to slack off for a day. He is more energetic than Broly. After Daimon Goro stabilized his mentality and fought steadily, the two sides

They exchanged dozens of moves, and there was no winner.

The two men were flying around, almost turning into two phantoms in Filippoto's eyes, and his movements could not be seen clearly. He hid behind the wall, trembling with his hands, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number.

"Mr. Bullseye! The Green Goblin, the Green Goblin has appeared, and Mr. Daimon Goro is fighting him! Please take action quickly!"

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In the underground wine cellar, two mercenaries who had been tortured were covered with bruises, and four of Filippoto's men were playing cards together. Bullseye, on the other hand, pulled Jack Hammer to play Russian roulette.

With trembling hands, Jack Hammer put a revolver to his temple and pulled the trigger.

"Click!"

There were no bullets in the wheel. Jack Hammer breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the pistol to the opposite side, picked up the whiskey in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.

Bullseye sitting in front of him picked up the pistol, opened the barrel of the gun skillfully, and turned the wheel. The wheel rotated at high speed like a top. After closing the gun with a click, Bullseye aimed at his temple, very casually.

The trigger was pulled.

"Click!"

There are no bullets in the chamber.

"Your luck is really weird. You have played more than twenty games without blowing your head. It's so boring."

Bullseye looked at the revolver in his hand, opened the chamber, and loaded four more bullets into it.

"It's more exciting this way. The probability of survival is one in six. I wonder if your luck will still be that good."

As he spoke, he pushed the pistol in front of Jack Hammer.

With his gun stabbed in his back, Jack Hammer picked up the pistol. There was a war between heaven and man in his heart, and he hesitated whether to point the gun at his own head or to aim at the bullseye in front of him.

At this moment, the underground wine cellar they were in suddenly shook violently, and a large amount of dust fell from their heads.

"Is there an earthquake?"

Bullseye stood up and looked at the ceiling in confusion. Soon, Filippoto's phone call came.

"Green Goblin, it's really interesting. He actually came to the door." He said, raising a huge rectangular gun box at his feet and placing it on the table: "Speaking of which, besides the Green Goblin, you also have two

Companion, I wonder if they are ambushing me? But logically speaking, they should not know my existence yet."