Marvel's DNF Decomposition Master

Chapter 132 Casserole Big Fist!

Xia Zhiye's spacecraft, under the traction of the opponent, entered the interior of the opponent's spacecraft through a huge entrance.

The outer hatch was closed, and the fumaroles in all directions sprayed out white mist in the next second.

The mist washes over the surface of the spaceship, as if... is it disinfecting?
Xia Zhiye didn't act rashly, but just drew an Eye of Horus to observe the outside environment.

Regardless of whether the guess is correct or not, at least it is impossible for these white mist to break through the surface of the spacecraft and enter the interior.

In the time it took to adjust his breathing rhythm and restore his mentality to normal, Bai Wu had already stopped working.

The waiting time was not long. Less than 30 seconds after the white mist dissipated completely, another hatch was opened.

From the feedback from the Eye of Horus, Xia Zhiye saw a young man with earphones appearing outside the spaceship.

While dancing, he came to the spaceship, reached out and patted the surface of the spaceship lightly, muttering something.

The Eye of Horus can only feed back the opponent's image and the surrounding environment, but cannot hear what the opponent is saying.

Then I saw the young man quickly board the spaceship, came to the side of the cabin, and opened it with his hand...

"Wearing headphones and a Walkman, about 20 years old."

After Xia Zhiye sorted it out a bit, he suddenly felt that there was indeed such a person in his impression.

Moreover, this guy is very famous in the universe, even among Marvel fans...

"Star Lord?"

Xia Zhiye's expression twitched, and his original calmness was instantly forgotten. He put away the pistol and clenched his fist.

When the young man jumped in from the cabin door, Xia Zhiye appeared in front of him in a flash.

Without appreciating the sudden change of expression on the other side, he raised his fist and said in a low voice, "Have you seen a casserole-sized fist?"

"no!"

The opponent replied subconsciously, before Xia Zhiye punched out, he had already jumped back.

As a result, as soon as he jumped up, Xia Zhiye grabbed the front of his chest and pulled him back: "No matter what I think, I must punch this punch!"

"Don't slap your face!"

Where did the other party think that there was actually a person hiding in the spaceship, and he was about to hit him for no reason.

At the same time as the voice fell, he reached out to pull out the weapon behind him, but the punch hit him directly in the face.

What a big punch!
He felt that his face was almost twisted by this punch, and the huge force acted on his body, which directly sent him flying. It fell to the ground with a sound.

However, this guy was more resistant to beating than Xia Zhiye imagined. He supported the ground with his hands and shook his head fiercely: "My dad has never hit me like this!"

"He will beat you like this in the future!"

Xia Zhiye chased after him and wanted to fight again, but at this moment, according to the feedback from the Eye of Horus, a group of people had already poured in from the hatch.

With a thought, he pulled Xingjue up: "Who are you?"

Although he decided in his heart, Xia Zhiye still felt that he should ask a question.

"Oh my God, I can't believe my ears, you almost beat me so hard that even my mother doesn't know me when you don't even know who I am!?"

Young people feel that their worldview has been refreshed to a degree that it shouldn't have.

Seeing how skinny this guy is, Xia Zhiye felt that his identity must have been lost.

Immediately pushed him and said: "There are all your people outside?"

"Hey, man, what I have to say is, if you push me like this again, I..." The cold muzzle of the gun was pointed at the back of his head, and he immediately changed his words: "If you have something to say, please talk to me. There is no need to call. You called, right? I think we can be friends!"

The corner of Xia Zhiye's mouth twitched, and he suddenly realized that this seemed to be someone less reliable than himself.

At this moment, a blue head suddenly appeared outside the hidden door of the spaceship, and poked his head in: "Did you find anything?"

As a result, I saw the young man who was pointed at the head by Xia Zhiye, and Xia Zhiye who was dressed in black and masked his face.

Blue Head pondered for a while and said, "Did I interrupt something? You continue?"

"Courage!"

The young man was anxious, clenched his fists and said, "Don't you realize that I have been hijacked?"

"Son, I really don't think it's necessary for you to be hijacked."

Lantou turned over and landed in the spaceship, and said with a smile to Xia Zhiye: "If I were you, I would definitely put down the toys in my hand. You know, what you do is not rational at all!"

"Yondu...the Marauder?"

Xia Zhiye looked at his waist, his eyes narrowed slightly, and layers of thoughts arose in his heart.

Just when all kinds of thoughts came to him, Yondu had already opened his clothes, and a small golden arrow was hung on his waist.

"I think we should have a good talk."

Yondu's eyes were cold.

Xia Zhiye shot the young man's head with a gun, and said with a smile, "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Just talk, don't keep putting a gun on my head!"

Young people are depressed.

Xia Zhiye slapped him directly on the back of the head: "When adults talk, children shut up!"

The whistle sounded suddenly, Xia Zhiye's figure disappeared in an instant, and the small golden arrow instantly passed through the position where Xia Zhiye stood before, bringing a red ripple.

At the same time, Xia Zhiye appeared directly in front of Yongdu and punched him directly in the face.

Yondu tilted his head, but his figure was about to fall, and the young man jumped up behind Xia Zhiye, with his hands inserted under his armpits, locking his hands so that he could not move.

Yondu wiped the corner of his mouth, and whistled again.

The small golden arrow drew a perfect arc, reappeared on the side of Xia Zhiye, and suddenly struck...

A split-second decision, Xia Zhiye used teleportation, but the young man was so locked up that if he wanted to teleport, two people had to be together.

Facts have proved that the final result of this is that Xia Zhiye's figure flashed and reappeared in place.

With a soft drink, he suddenly opened the reinforced iron frame, raised his leg and stepped on the young man's foot. This is a move learned from Sister Widow.

The young man suffered from pain, and subconsciously let go of one hand, and Xia Zhiye's arm was also freed. He grabbed his shoulder with his backhand and threw it flying with all his strength.

If you think about teleporting again, it's already too late!
The little golden arrow was close at hand, and Xia Zhiye raised an arm to block himself.

The jersey touched the small golden arrow, but within three seconds a hole was poked out, but when it touched the skin, it made a ding.

Xia Zhiye only felt a tingle in his arm, followed by a huge driving force.

After retreating two or three steps in a row, the speed of the little golden arrow increased instead of decreasing, and Yondu's whistle became more and more urgent.

The young man who got up from the ground looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. He had never seen that Yondu's golden arrow had faced such a predicament!
　emmmmmmm ask for tickets~~~~~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)