DC New Krypton.

Chapter 570 He Is Really a Good Man

In the desert, a military yellow-green Wrangler off-road vehicle, leaving conspicuous tire tracks on the desert, is driving towards a human gathering place.

"Drive well, even if you have a gun at hand, it won't be as fast as I want to kill you."

Haier sat in the passenger seat, indifferent like a god of death, and reminded in a slightly different Arabic.

He frowned, and with his left hand, he gently touched the blood on his waist, and took a look.

Fortunately, the bullet didn't go too deep, it was caught by the muscles in the waist, and the amount of bleeding seemed to be quite a lot, but under the control of the muscles by Hall, it didn't affect the ability to exercise.

"Lord, don't kill me, can you not kill me."

The man in the driver's seat was trembling slightly, sweating profusely in horror, trembling with unstoppable fear, holding the steering wheel, breathing so heavily that he didn't even dare to look at Haier's face, looking at the road ahead in fear, Drive with the instinct of familiar memory.

Haier really frightened him out of his wits.

He had never seen anyone able to dodge a bullet, he simply ran to his companion facing the bullet, and killed his companion.

He had never seen such a fierce man.

He wanted to cry, you can dodge bullets, why did you shoot yourself, and you got shot.

What are you kidding?

Be confident, man, you almost killed a stellar powerhouse, it's something you'll be bragging about for the rest of your life.

Although this life will end soon.

Haier ignored him, saw the scabbard hanging on his waist and tied to his leg, stretched out his hand, and pulled out this black metal alloy handle, which belonged to the British SAS commando dagger.

The man driving the car was startled, the steering wheel was bent, and the Wrangler off-road vehicle shook violently. If Haier didn't know that he was really scared, he would have thought that he was trying to play tricks and control the car to escape.

"Calm down, go to the gathering place, I'll let you run for 5 seconds first." Haier said calmly, sitting in the passenger seat.

The man who was holding the steering wheel tightened his hands, and suddenly felt as if he had been blessed. He was moved by fear, and tears swirled, "Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

I have experienced the experience that Haier was like an invisible and ferocious beast, and the murderous aura seemed to suffocate his body overwhelmingly. I and a companion fired with HK416 automatic rifles, completely missing people, and even killed the companion by him.

Hall made him feel that a tyrannosaurus, a ferocious beast was beside him, ready to devour him at any time.

To be able to have time to run, let a man-eating beast show mercy and give himself five seconds.

He is really thankful.

Under his control, the Wrangler off-road vehicle moved steadily towards the base of the freedom fighters.

"fire!"

Haier took a look at the FS dagger of the British SAS commando in his hand.

The man in the driver's seat hurriedly left the steering wheel with his hands, and nervously took out a golden, beautifully forged lighter with a golden surface in his clothes.

Whether it's the FS dagger of the British SAS commando, or this golden, beautifully forged lighter with a golden surface, or the Stark Industries weapon in the rear compartment, they are all incompatible with their temperament.

"Tell me, what are you guys, what have you done recently, what's going on with the Stark industrial weapons behind the car seat? The more you say, the more complete you are, and I'll give you a few more seconds."

The lighter is delicate and smooth, it is made of pure gold, it is obviously a valuable item, Haier turned on the lighter with a 'snap', and a blue flame came out from the lighter, he roasted the tip of the FS dagger on the flame of the lighter, and said .

The man said a few words before he came to his senses. Five seconds was obviously not enough for him to survive. In order to fight for a longer life, he didn't have any sense of secrecy, so he said in a hurry:
"Freedom fighters, we are freedom fighters, Obadiah Stein from Stark Industries traded with us to help them achieve their goals, he wants us to attack and slaughter a military convoy.

We went to attack.

But it turns out that the convoy includes Stark Industries CEO Tony Stark, the one Obadiah Stein wants us to kill.

We didn't kill.

This lighter belongs to Tony Stark.

We took a video and informed Obadiah Stein that he was going to add money.

Also forcing Tony Stark to build us his newly invented Jericho Missile.

I know, I was involved in attacking military convoys, and now Tony Stark is making weapons at our base.

Please, I promise I'm telling the truth, please let me go. "

He seemed genuinely afraid of death, dumping everything he knew.

"Okay then, I'll give you five more seconds. You have ten seconds to escape." Haier said calmly.

Although I had some guesses when I saw the words Stark Industries on the weapons in the rear compartment, but actually came to Marvel, which still made Hall feel a little troublesome.

The Marvel world is a world not inferior to the DC universe.

With the current extreme body and strength of a mortal cursed by the Omega effect, there is really not much that can be done.

In particular, it is difficult to face powerful enemies head-on.

Maybe just take a look at Thanos, and you will be crushed by the fluctuations caused by the battle between Thanos and Captain Marvel.

"What will it be that can eliminate the influence of the Omega effect on oneself?"

Hall pondered carefully, guessing which items in Marvel could eliminate the influence of the Omega effect curse.

The self-rescue of the shuttle vortex must come to this Marvel universe because there is something in the Marvel universe that can solve the Omega effect.

These can be left to be tested slowly later.

On the contrary, at present, it is an excellent choice to integrate into the Avengers.

Hall pointed the scorching FS dagger at the wound on his stomach, and glanced at the Stark Industries weapons in the carriage.

Apart from the fear in the man driving the Wrangler off-road vehicle, another wave of anger rose from his heart.

I've said everything I know.

Can't you let me go?

Only add five seconds! !
Only ten seconds, enough time for me to escape to where?

You devil, you actually take pleasure in killing escaped people, you are not human! ! !
He was a little annoyed in his heart, but he squinted and saw that Haier's face was expressionless, and he calmly inserted the hot FS dagger into his abdomen, picked out the bullet, and his face was as calm as if he was not injured,'Zizi The skin was scorched with a sound, and a scab was baked directly to stop the bleeding, and his eyebrows couldn't help jumping.

A smell of barbecue and smoke rose and permeated the entire carriage.

God, what a good man he was.

In fact, ten seconds was enough to run to the bunker to hide, after all, bullets can't turn.

The Wrangler off-road vehicle drove out of the desert and drove along the Gobi Mountains. From a distance, I saw the Gobi Mountains in the desert, with human habitation.

(End of this chapter)