Saiyans in Marvel

Alejandro held a pistol and refilled the gun in the yard with an expressionless face. With gunshots, the surviving gang leaders were killed one after another.

Some of Reyes' gunmen escaped, but it was no longer relevant to the overall situation.

"The Reyes Group is finished."

Matt was holding a cigarette and was treating Wade's wounds with the medical kit he had dug out. His actions were definitely not gentle, and Wade grinned hoarsely in pain.

"Okay, luckily it's just a pencil. The wound will heal quickly. However, the fracture of the hand bone is a bit troublesome. I just fixed it for you and you need to find a professional orthopedic surgeon to treat you."

Broly sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and concentrating. He was summarizing the battle he just had with Daimon Goro. Daimon Goro relied too much on his throwing skills. When facing an evenly matched opponent, if he didn't have the opportunity to use his throwing skills, he would

will fall into passivity.

Isabella ran out of the room. When she saw her father's body, she immediately collapsed and burst into tears.

"It was you...it was you who killed my father!"

She picked up a pistol on the ground, raised it with difficulty, and pointed it at Broly.

"Bang!"

The pistol was raised high due to the force of the recoil, and the bullets flew to nowhere.

Broly curled his lips, stood up, and walked to Isabella.

"If you can miss me at such a close distance, let me give you another chance. I have always been very kind to those who dare to attack me. At this distance, it should be impossible for you to miss me, right?"

Isabella looked up at the tall Broly with tears in her eyes. Her hand softened and the pistol fell to the ground.

"Weak brat."

Broly grabbed Isabella and lifted her into the air

"Broly..."

Alejandro had already killed all the gang leaders. He looked at Broly with complicated eyes and wanted to say something, but did not speak.

The next moment, Broly threw Isabella out of his hand.

"Be careful, don't get killed by this kid."

Alejandro caught the girl and said after hesitating for a moment.

"I will take her to Bolivia and never return to Mexico."

"Does Bolivian law allow child marriage?" Wade asked coyly.

Alejandro drew his pistol directly.

"Wait a minute, we seem to have forgotten about Jack and the others. I'm going to save them!"

Wade said as he limped into the mansion.

Alejandro twitched the corners of his mouth and put his gloves back into the holster. Isabella was very much like his deceased daughter, and he was going to take her to Bolivia and raise her.

"What are you going to do next, Broly."

Matt asked.

"Go to America."

Because of his identity as Matt, Broly didn't say much about what he was going to do in the United States.

Matt didn't ask any more questions. He knew that asking too many questions would affect the relationship between the two parties. In fact, the special relationship with Broly can be said to be his stepping stone to the CIA. He was already preparing to use his own abilities when he returned.

The power prevents other agents from having access to Broly.

He took out an old Nokia and handed it to Broly.

"I will use this phone to contact you from now on. If CIA needs you for any tasks, I will call this number. If you run into any trouble, you can also use it to contact me."

He knew that ordinary mobile phones were very easy to be damaged in fierce battles, so he specially chose this specially reinforced mobile phone.

Broly took the phone and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Isn't there a positioning system?"

Matt spread his hands.

"No, this kind of thing is easy to discover, and the bureau doesn't want to take this risk. If the phone is broken, you can come to the CIA headquarters to get a new one."

As he spoke, he pointed at Daimon Goro who was lying on the ground.

"Aren't you going to kill this guy?"

Daimon Goro was seriously injured and his breathing was weak, but he was still alive.

Anger gathered in Broly's hands, he hesitated for a moment, and then dissipated.

"How many people of Daimon Goro's level are there?"

There is obviously a lot of information about Daimon Goro in CIA.

"There are not many. Fighters like Daimon Goro are already top-notch in Japan. According to CIA data, there are less than a hundred people in Japan who have mastered the existence of ki. If you want to practice ki, talent is very important. Back then,

General MacArthur once selected a group of elite soldiers and ordered the three divine weapon families at that time to guide them in martial arts practice, but no one successfully practiced martial arts."

With Michael Arthur's status as the Crown Prince at that time, the Three Artifacts Family simply did not dare to obey his orders.

"In that case, then spare his life." Broly said: "Goodbye, I hope you are all still alive when we meet next time."

He had nothing to pack and nothing to pack, and was ready to run back to Texas.

"etc!"

Alejandro stopped him and handed a backpack to Broly.

"These are the commissions paid by the Mata Group some time ago. Five operations, a total of 2.37 million US dollars. I withdrew 50,000 in cash for you, and the rest are all cash checks from Wells Fargo Bank. You can withdraw cash at any time.

, there are more than 30 Continental Hotel gold coins in it. As long as you pay one to register your identity, the front desk will give you a mobile phone. All tasks are released through mobile phone text messages. Occasionally, there will be a few mandatory tasks.

Good to finish.”

Broly took the backpack, put it on his back, waved goodbye and ran towards the north. He was going very fast, and soon there was only a blur of his back.

"What a weirdo."

Matt tossed a cigarette to Alejandro and lit one himself.

...

...

Three days later, Broly crossed the border and entered Texas. He fostered Kakarot at the Sharp Farm. It has been a long time now, and he doesn't know what happened to him.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the scene in front of him with a solemn expression.

Although the town of Lacitas is very large, most of it is made up of farms. The town is very small and has only two roads. Because most people live on the farms, the town is very empty and there are almost no traffic jams.

Now all kinds of pickup trucks are almost blocking both roads.

Broly had some doubts in his heart and continued walking in the direction of Sharp Farm. The orchards, wheat fields and pastures along the way were in a mess. Pieces of wheat had been trampled into the soil, and the fences of the pastures had been knocked down in pieces. The traces seemed to be

It was caused by some very large monster.

Trees more than ten meters high were uprooted, houses were overturned, and a police car was even thrown onto the roof.

Broly suddenly stopped, looked at the huge footprints on the ground, and his face twitched.

"Didn't that idiot tell her not to look at the full moon? She wouldn't be killed by the American army, right?"

Because Kakarot is too young, even if he transforms into a giant ape, his combat effectiveness is not high and he may not be a match for the army.

He put on his combat power detection glasses and began to search for Kakarot's location.