The wrist of the Marvel world

As a death warrior.

The semi-mechanized Gartler not only extended his life because of mechanization, but also improved his abilities beyond ordinary people.

Includes weapon modifications and strength increases.

However, for Hao Wan, these methods obviously did not pose a threat.

After reaching level seven, Hao Wan's various perceptions improved again.

As Gartler took action, he sensed the launch of a small missile.

The moment when the commanding power was activated, Gartler was locked on him. His speed increased by half, his body turned around, and he dodged the attack of the small missile by turning sideways.

coax!

The missile exploded behind Hao Wan, and the huge energy generated by the explosion was released on the wall behind him.

Gravel and cement blocks of various sizes were scattered everywhere.

The wall behind Hao Wan was left with holes caused by the explosion.

The light in the lobby escapes and squeezes out along the holes.

It looked like the missile was attacking Hao Wan.

But Gartler's missile was more like aiming at the wall behind him.

As one of the top executives of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Having retrieved Hao Wan's information, he knew Hao Wan's true combat power.

Understand that you and others are not necessarily Hao Wan's opponents.

It only muddies the scene.

Let the movement here attract the attention of other people outside the lobby and your own subordinates.

Use enough personnel to contain Hao Wan's actions.

Only then can Alexandra have enough time to successfully complete the secret technique.

Only he and the remaining elders had a glimmer of hope.

If no one restricts Hao Wan's movements.

He and the remaining elders will definitely be hammered into a pulp by Hao Wan.

Hearing the buzzing sound caused by the loud explosion, Hao Wan subconsciously patted his ears and looked at Gartler, who had just released the missile in front of him.

Under the coverage of perception, he noticed that the surrounding people were moving closer to his position due to the movement caused by the missile.

He understood Gartler's true goal.

Staring at Gartler with a smile:

"Are you looking for help? I just don't know if you can hold on until they support you."

As he spoke, a simple-looking iron warhammer appeared in Hao Wan's hand.

Epic quality [Caulfield’s Warhammer]!

As an armor-breaking effect among epic equipment effects, it is a natural restraint for mechanized death warriors like Gartler.

No matter what metal you are made of.

Even if it's Adamantium alloy.

A blow to the body can teach you how to be a good person!

The war hammer danced, and the golden threads of Hao Wan's fist rushed straight towards Gartler.

Looking at Hao Wan approaching him step by step, Gartler felt his scalp numb.

Why are you targeting yourself?

"You need my help to successfully develop the life potion. If you want an endless supply of life potion, you two should stop watching the show."

Gartler said to the two indifferent Sowanda and Botu beside him.

As he spoke, small guns appeared all around him, shooting bullets at Hao's wrist.

Bullets sprayed, blocking Hao Wan's progress.

Suowanda and Suowanda looked at each other. The two people who were originally prepared to stand by and watch heard this and knew the consequences if they let it go.

Botu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a small blue pill appeared in the center of his palm.

As soon as the pill was swallowed, the doctor's eyes turned red.

The robe was bursting in an instant, the muscles all over his body were beating continuously, and the veins on his neck were as thick and winding as tree roots.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Hao Wan, and thick white steam emitted from his nostrils as he gasped.

As the five elders of the Hand, each elder has his own methods.

Mrs. Gao uses poison, and Murakami uses swordsmanship.

The Bodhisattva uses drugs to stimulate the body's potential and increase his strength.

As for Sowanda.

At this moment, under the white skin, the red blood in the capillaries was constantly surging under the skin, and the dense blood vessels were like bloody spider webs under Suowanda's skin.

For a moment, the red color of blood filled Suowanda's skin.

Suowanda's whole body was red, with light pink steam rising from his back.

"Vampire and Olaf?"

As Hao Wan joked, his eyes skipped Suowanda and Gartler and fell on Botu.

"Do you know what happened to the last muscular man in my hands?"

Before the Botu could react to Olaf's address, the next moment he saw Hao Wan rushing towards him holding an iron warhammer.

Gartler's bullets kept pouring towards Hao Wan's position, but there was almost no restriction on Hao Wan's body movement.

A faint golden light shone from Hao Wan's body, and his clothes were shattered by bullets, and he headed straight towards the Bo disciple with a clear target.

The blood-red hand approaches.

Suowanda was not idle either, and her palm filled with bloody steam touched Hao Wan's arm.

A sizzling sound sounded.

Feel the itching and pain coming from the skin of your arms.

Hao Wan shook off Suowanda's arm and glanced at the place where it touched.

There were some traces of ulcers on the skin, and Suowanda's attack turned out to be somewhat corrosive.

At this moment, Hao Wan finally came to Botu.

Fist raised.

Go straight to Botzu's chest.

The disciple was well prepared, and he stepped forward with his muscular arched arms and fists.

Fists clashed.

Hao Wan didn't move at all.

Botu's fist was dented by Hao's wrist, and his figure kept retreating uncontrollably.

Feeling pain, Botu looked at his deformed fist in disbelief.

The strength that I was so confident about was actually at a disadvantage, and my fists were even deformed by the beating.

The next moment Botu lowered his head and saw the enlarging hammer below, his vision went dark.

boom!

A heavy hammer hit Botu's jaw, and the blood stains on the hammer were obvious.

Comparing strength with yourself?

Do you think my Storm Condensation was for nothing?

Hammerhead stood on the ground, and Hao Wan turned back to look at the rest of the crowd:

"Whose turn is next?"

"Two minutes."

Alexandra's voice came again, and the magic power behind her became stronger and stronger.

The voice gave the others some confidence.

Everyone looked at the tragic death of the disciple, gritted their teeth and bravely faced him again.

Hao's wrist was clean and neat, and he pierced Suowanda's abdomen with a heavy blow. He looked at Gartler, the only one left on the scene, with a smile.

"You're the one who plotted against me, right?"

Gartler nodded numbly, fear welling up in his heart.

Hao Wan was about to step forward to take care of his life when a shout came from behind him.

"Ha!" He turned around and saw a streak of white light entering his field of vision.

It's a blade!

Murakami, who took action for the first time, hid himself and finally took action, which was bound to give Hao Wan a fatal blow.

The blade made contact, and the skin embedded in Hao's wrist did not move at all.

The golden light all over Hao Wan's body was only more intense but was not affected.

Murakami's charged blow was not enough for Hao Wan to reach the threshold of his deliberate punch.

He casually broke Murakami's neck, twisted his wrists and waist, and violently swung his war hammer to hit Gartler behind him.

Just blow his head off.

Except for one person, everyone in the Hand's lobby died.

Looking up at Alexandra on the front seat:

"Now, only the two of us are left."

From behind, the sound of messy footsteps came, and the Hand members who were interrupted by ninjas wearing black night clothes finally arrived.

What a hassle!

While thinking to himself, Hao Wan looked back at the Hand members surrounding him behind him.

Whoosh!

A sound broke through the air and a spider web shot out from the air, hitting the Hand member at the front.

Hao Wan smiled.

Your helper has finally arrived!