The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Under the crushing force of the crowd, the red-clothed ninja who looked fierce and vicious didn't last long at all.

Under the muzzles of Angelo, Steve, and Frank, there was almost nothing left except for fragments of optical invisibility.

The only survivors left were a red-clothed ninja who was captured and **** by Matthew and the red-clothed ninja who was constantly being tortured by Uncle Long with a leather stick.

"Shi は kill し て は い け な い!" In the end, the red-clothed ninja who had been beaten in the face by Uncle Long couldn't bear it any longer, and he raised his hand with a knife.

It wasn't Uncle Long who slashed, but the backhand knife plunged directly into his stomach.

"Pfft." After a muffled sound like a fart, there was only one living mouth left...

"You all saw it, I didn't kill him! Why did he kill himself!" Uncle Long turned his head to look at everyone in a daze, as if such an opponent who could warm up easily came, but he didn't wait for him to finish warming up. Suicide yourself?

"And, who knows what he just said?"

Angelo looked at Uncle Long's hand, which seemed to be covered with some unknown solid leather, and couldn't help but quietly rolled his eyes.

Anyone who is constantly slapped in the face by such a suspicious-looking Pi Zizi, I am afraid they can't help but end themselves?

"He said that Shike should not be humiliated," said Frank, who had a bitter look on his face.

Angelo looked at Frank in surprise, "You still understand Japanese?"

Frank looked up and said nothing.

Steve, who was on the side, interjected, "I also understand a little bit. I dealt with it during World War II."

Even Matthew, who had no sense of existence, straightened his hood, "I can understand a little bit."

"Uncle Long, fortunately you can't either, otherwise I thought I was the only one with no culture." Angelo said to Uncle Long with a smile.

"Well, I really don't understand the words of these little... Japanese people who have a good life, but I can speak French, Vietnamese and German." Uncle Long smiled and threw the leather back in his hand. The debris piled up, and then turned to Steve and instructed, "Is the lid of the pot not broken? Then remember to put it back in the kitchen when you go back, and it will be used for cooking tomorrow morning."

He likes to be with these young people very much, which always makes him forget some sad things, and makes him have a sense of happiness to get along with his children and grandchildren again, even when fighting. ~

Although, Steve's real age is much older than him...

Angelo: I am the least literate co-author?

"Hulk!"

A roar came from the corner of the street.

A green behemoth ran over here with a loud rumbling sound.

This voice startled Angelo! It's not that I'm afraid that Hulk will get out of control, but I'm mainly afraid that Hulk will smash the road on the street in disorder. This Hell's Kitchen does not have a dedicated municipal road repair department.

When he saw that Hulk raised his hand and was about to smash it, Angelo quickly stepped forward to block Hulk, "Hey! Big guy, calm down! Calm down! Look who's behind?"

At the same time, he also called in his heart to the Iron Stone Demon Armor who was watching the house in the backyard of the church.

A whistling sound rang out, and the Iron Stone Demon armor stopped firmly behind Hulk.

The big Hulk looked at the steel stone demon armor behind him, and then looked at Angelo, who was not a little bit in front of him, hesitating again and again, and finally put down the raised fist lightly.

An Qiluo breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise the opponent would take a punch, at least $50,000.

Under the deterrence of the Iron Stone Demon armor, Hulk's stature gradually shrank, and finally restored to Dr. Banner.

This made Frank, who had been on alert since Hulk appeared, finally unable to hold back the expression on his face, and opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

The construction site is next to the church. Naturally, he often sees this good-natured Dr. Banner. He also knows that Dr. Banner is Angelo's daughter's governess. He also once thought that if his son hadn't died If so, maybe he will also find a way to ask Dr. Banner to be a tutor for his son. That stinky boy's studies are terrible!

But I didn't expect that Dr. Banner could actually become this guy! If he remembers correctly, this is the Hulk Hulk who was unable to solve the problem even when the military dispatched fighter jets in the city! It turned out that Dr. Banner was still hiding in Angelo's church.

When he thought of his dead son, Frank couldn't help but feel a little sad, and for a while he didn't have the mind to pay attention to what everyone said.

Dr. Ethan arrived late at this time. He supported Dr. Banner, who was somewhat collapsed, and helped him put on a coat, "Angelo, what's the matter? Just now, Dr. Banner came to me and said that he heard a gun. Sound, is it someone from the military who is looking for trouble?"

Angelo laughed dumbly when he heard the words. It turned out that Dr. Banner was worried that the military was looking for him.

He also did not call these two doctors, after all, they are not very powerful enemies. But even if someone from the military came over, according to the speed at which they came to support, it was all over. If you came here, it would be like the child died and came to milk, and the stock rose and you knew you should buy it.

Although he thought so, Dr. Banner was kind after all, and he didn't want to pour cold water, "No, I don't know what's going on, and without saying a word, a group of lunatics in red clothes came and slashed when they rushed up. "

With that said, Angelo took the red-clothed ninja who was **** with five flowers from Matthew's hand, "These guys are all like this, they don't even have a corpse left after one hit, there is only one survivor left, I plan to bring them with me in a while. Go back and interrogate."

"Bah! Eight Grid Tooth Road! Private は も う こ と が で き な い..." The red-clothed ninja who was **** with five flowers murmured and said bird language.

Angelo looked at everyone blankly, "Did this guy scold me? What did he say?"

"He's literally yelling at you, saying he can't say anything." Steve shrugged.

Angelo thought about it for a while, walked to the junk pile and picked up the leather tweezers, then tore off the red-clothed ninja's mask, um, it was indeed an islander with a mustache, and then stuffed the leather tweezers. into his mouth.

It's fine now, you scold again!

The red-clothed ninja could only make a whimpering sound there.

"It's up to you to say it or not~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Even if you don't say it, I can completely kill you and then resurrect you. If you say it or not, it's not what you said." Angelo Clap your hands. "Okay, let's go back to church first."

Originally, Frank wanted to just walk away, not like participating in the next thing. He only participated in this battle because he wanted to keep his job. After all, if the boss was killed by a few stupid thieves, he could No one pays him any more.

But his ears were keen to catch a word in Angelo's words - resurrection!

Reason made Frank not believe the resurrection Angelo said at all, but he thought of the big green Hulk who suddenly appeared just now, and the robot (Steel Stone Demon Battle Armor) that could calm the big Hulk down, and even Even Uncle Long, a cook, can hang a red-clothed ninja with a toilet stopper.

This all goes to show that this church is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

His son's body is still parked in the hospital's freezing room! Even if there is a one in ten thousand hope, Frank wants to give it a try.

"Leave it to me, I have a set of interrogation techniques..." Frank said.