The God of Injustice in Marvel

Leon didn't know whether the remaining guards had the same thoughts as the squad leader just now.

But now it seems that they may not have such thoughts.

…

More than a dozen Lyons gathered in a corner, and pitiful shouts and conversations could be heard from time to time.

"I think euthanasia should be used in this area."

"You suggested euthanasia as soon as I used my palm magic. For a moment, I didn't know whether you wanted to harm him or sympathized with him!"

"By the way, shouldn't we use physical anesthesia on him first before we start?"

"It's not too late to use it now...forget it, he lost too much blood and fainted."

"Fuck! Please be gentle! It's not my turn yet! My body! Give me a healing spell!"

"No time!!"

Leon sat cross-legged in the air, with four trembling guards kneeling on the ground in front of him who did not dare to raise their heads.

"Now, I'm going to start asking, whoever answers slowly will cooperate in the experiment."

He smiled solemnly, chilling: "Did you hear that..."

"Strike's office is the largest office in the middle of the second to last floor!"

Oh! Everyone will rush to answer!

smart people!

Leon gave him a thumbs up, turned slightly and said to the remaining people: "What about you, do you have any valuable news?"

"Strike has a very powerful woman by his side!"

"The laboratory is on the underground floor! Only Stryker and four lieutenants know the password!"

"Strike's son is in a [utility room] on the second floor!"

Scrambling for the first place, several guards kept telling all kinds of news, but don't mention it! It's all useful news!

Just as Leon was about to speak, a clone pushed him from behind and floated to the side.

"Okay, okay, I've asked all the questions. Leave these people to me."

When Leon turned around, he saw that a clone over there was lowering his head to accept the accusations from other clones. He looked at the ground again.

The squad leader has become cold.

"Please!! You promised us!!"

Leon was interrupted by his clone before he could speak: "What the hell did I promise you, and I said I would spare you?! Besides, what does the original promise have to do with me, No. 5!"

After punching each other in the face, the clone who called himself No. 5 shouted: "Stop fighting, stop fighting! There are four more! Two people came over and dragged these four over, and the sand sculpture's body was grinding and whining.

wasting time!"

Lyon:??

Is this an uprising?!!

"Kill him."

Leon said: "There will be plenty of time to practice skills in the future, and there is still business today."

After the clones heard this, they put down their dragging legs, sighed, and stepped on the neck of the guard lying on the ground.

Only the man who calls himself No. 5 is still chattering in a low voice: "Next time, we should start queuing from No. 5..."

When do you still have numbers?

I do not know how!!

Leon pretended not to hear, and led a group of clones to get up and go to the second floor.

When passing by the unlucky guy who was knocked unconscious at the beginning, he was killed with a bullet.

When you are pretending to be dizzy, you have to pretend to be a little more serious. Your pants are wet all over, your eyes are closed so tightly, your face is covered with sweat and you are still shaking. It is so unprofessional.

No matter how hard you pretend you can’t see it!

When walking through a corner, as soon as he turned around, Leon heard a voice: "Fire!!"

The clones instantly and tacitly transformed into black turtles, without even a single black bee.

Leon took out [Ebony-White Ivory], fired, and rushed into the crowd at the other end of the passage while holding on to the bullet!

"Open the first door...open!!"

The first time he entered the crowd, Leon put away his two guns, opened the eight-door armor, and kicked a soldier with his gun away. He lowered his body to sweep his legs, and the two soldiers were swept away by the powerful force. Flying, while tilting in the air, at an extremely fast speed, the knees of his left and right legs hit each other hard, hitting their faces heavily. The necks of these two unlucky children were deformed on the spot, and the facial features could not be seen. Already.

Taking advantage of the recoil and exerting force on his waist, he straightened his right leg and kicked the man in the chest who was holding a gun in front of him. He turned his head to avoid the gun that was swung towards him, turned around and slapped him on both ears with both hands, and then dealt with it. one!

In a standard six-person team, in an instant, only the last person was left, who couldn't stand his legs and moved back.

After stopping the Eight Gates Dunjia, Leon felt that with his current physical fitness, he could afford the second gate. However, this thing actually requires you to practice skill proficiency in order to gradually learn all eight gates. It's really annoying!

Appearing in front of the survivor in an instant, Leon held the gun in his hand with both hands and bent the barrel with a strong force.

"Take me to the utility room on the second floor."

The man responded with a cry: "Okay! Okay! Please don't kill me... please..."

Leon just looked at him without saying a word, and the ink on his face moved back and forth strangely, forming no shape.

After swallowing a sip of saliva, the lucky guy didn't even have the courage to look down at the ground, turned around and supported the wall, and honestly acted as the guide.

Leon took a step forward and thought of something. By the way, where is my clone?

Turn around once.

What a touching drama!

These guys, working in pairs, all have green lights on their hands, so how can they "treat patients"!

There are also those who are too deep into the drama. After a while, they give me a mouth: "Wake up! Wake up! Theresa has posted another video!"

This is nothing!

Why haven't I seen you like connecting skills so much before?

That one over there! How come you have practiced physical anesthesia! Are you serious!!!

Speechlessly ending the clones' ridiculous behavior, Leon followed Lucky Man and headed towards the second floor with a bunch of crazy people.

…………

In just twenty minutes, Leon encountered four waves of enemies. Except for the three times, which were the same six-person team as before, the remaining one actually had almost 20 people!

Leon estimated that there should be no other guards on the entire first floor, and they should all be here.

Although they calculated mentally and unintentionally, more than 20 people who were waiting for the chance stood condescendingly on the iron network passage, blocking Lyon and his group. However, in the face of a powerful enough force, the plot and strategy seemed particularly ridiculous.

Losing only one sand sculpture clone who insisted on transforming into a black turtle, Leon eliminated this powerful guard team that could support a small encounter.

Even the lucky guy who led the way is not dead, but this also highlights how stupid Lyon's clone is.

Obviously the equipment was different from the others. The only one who used a pistol picked up a special communication pager. There was still a slightly urgent voice inside that kept calling: "Fran?! How is the situation! Fran! Can you?" Do you hear me? Answer me!"

After listening to the anxious call over there, Leon took the remote pager and pressed the call button: "Report! The situation here is very complicated and we need support!"

The voice became more urgent: "How many enemies are there? Are they mutants?"

"I don't know! There are too many enemies here, sir. There may be more than 300 of them. Now they are divided into 299 groups. We are surrounded by water!"

"…………Sisi……"

Only the sound of electricity came out.

"Sir, are you listening? How much do you owe, sir? These debt collectors are so cruel!"

Click!

Channel is closed.

Leon threw the communicator to the ground and crushed it.

"Walk."

"Then how many groups should we divide our troops into?"

Lyon:…………

I really want to break you up!