I'm dying in Marvel

Chapter 33
If you want to say that what Joss brought to him in his previous life, in addition to his strong psychological endurance and martial arts talent, his greatest treasure house is how to ridicule people.

As one of the most complex languages ​​in the world, his mother tongue is the pinnacle of swearing.

Compared with Neon language, which has no swearing words at all, or compared with Eagle language, which has a lot of advanced vocabulary, but only Hua Q Falk is in a hurry, he guarantees that there are three 10 swear words in this world. There are absolutely not many languages ​​without repetition.

This matter itself is not something to be proud of, and under normal circumstances, it doesn't have much effect, but considering Joss' current situation and the painful system, it has to be said that this is simply a natural talent.

With just one sentence, Grant was directly fired, and his body jumped off the platform with a sudden jump, and he quickly rushed towards Joss with his hands clasped.

Grant's movements were not good-looking, but the people present were horrified to find that the seemingly gorgeous martial arts taught by their coaches in the martial arts hall and gym had no effect on Grant's simple pounce. Any way!

His hands are capable of punching and palming, he can punch from a distance and strike from a distance, he can strangle and throw from a distance, and the pace of his feet also maintains room for offense and defense. The difference between this must be someone who has personally faced the battle of life and death. Comprehended!
"It's over! That kid will suffer!" In the hearts of the crowd present, more or less such sentiments were born.

"Fortunately, I didn't jump on it just now, otherwise I would definitely be beaten to death by this perverted instructor..." Some people also wanted to understand the meaning of what instructor Grant did just now, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief for their own lives.

No one thought that the kid would be able to take this blow, and it was not impossible that he would suffer a lifetime of sequelae because of the instructor's public revenge.

"Tsk, that's why, you people just don't listen to persuasion." Facing Instructor Grant who rushed up, Joss slapped him on the ground, "I want you to wear a hat."

With the physical bonus of the shining fruit and the symbiont, even if Joss does not launch a last stand, his combat power is at least the second eagle. Even if he just slaps him casually, it is not something a person like Grant can bear.

If Joss hadn't controlled his strength for fear of looking too shocking, this slap would have been enough to drive Grant into the mud and he couldn't get it out.

"I'm going to kill you! How dare you attack the officer! I'm going to take you to court! You can't run away!!!" Grant crawled on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, but he still yelled.

Ignoring the terrified eyes of the recruits beside him, Joss hooked Grant and turned him over. He squatted beside him and said, "Instructor, you fell down by yourself, how can you blame me?"

"you put……"

Grant yelled, and was about to get up to fight back as soon as he braced himself, but Joss put a palm on his chest lightly and stopped him abruptly.

Grant only felt a terrifying force that held him in place and he couldn't move. The bones in his chest made strange cracking sounds under the pressure, and the air in his lungs was forcibly compressed uncontrollably. go out.

After the slow suffocation stopped, all of Grant's roars were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a decent syllable for a long time. After a long silence, he finally seemed to remember something, and clicked like a chicken pecking rice. start.

"That's right! I fell down by myself! It has nothing to do with you!"

[Get 146 points from the source of death. 】

Listening to the voice from the system, Joss nodded secretly, and then let go of his palm.

Obviously, Instructor Grant was definitely thinking about how to recover from this situation, that's why Joss got the points.

It's just that these points are just a drop in the bucket for him, although he needs it, he doesn't have to.

His goal was much bigger than this, and he happened to meet Grant, a guy with a face like a springboard, who couldn't help but want to jump in the face, so he took advantage of the situation to make waves.

Although the power he displayed was still in the category of normal humans, it was not something ordinary soldiers could match. As long as the high-level executives of the base had no problem with their brains, how to place Joss was their main problem now.

……

About 200 meters underground in this base, in a real "base" that not many people know, in a rather spacious conference room.

"Hey... is this the kid? Let me see... Joss Bigdick is from a small town on the border of Tennessee. His physical fitness is estimated to be the peak of ordinary people, and he is extremely good at fighting... Wait, what's wrong with his name? ?" A middle-aged man who didn't know why he still wore sunglasses indoors frowned while looking at the information in front of him.

"Hehehe...it's a good material. If you give it to the doctor, maybe there will be new progress in the research?"

On the left hand side of the middle-aged man is a thin man who looks like a scientific researcher. His eyes are fixed on Joss's work, and he laughs like a gay man with glasses.

A bald head in the distance rubbed his head, but he threw out different opinions, saying: "Although it is an option to hand it over to the doctor, but such a rare combat power should let him use his residual heat first. A small battlefield is troublesome?"

"Yeah, it's quite annoying over there. Why don't you let him go over there first. If you can solve it, come back and give him a great credit, and then let him get in touch with our plan." A watchman The fat man with a big belly gesticulated while eating potato chips.

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

After pondering for a while, the other three agreed with Fatty's words one after another, and then the man in sunglasses pressed a stamp on Joss' head.

"Why are you stamping this stamp?" the bald man asked suspiciously.

"It's more atmospheric." The man in sunglasses replied coldly.

……

"Joss, this is for you." With a smile on his face, Grant handed a piece of paper to Joss, but his teeth were clenched tightly, and words were squeezed out from between his teeth.

How could he not be happy? After reporting Joss' incident yesterday, he received an order today to let Joss join the commando team to a battlefield in Egypt.

In other words, he is dead!
Although it was a pity that he could not take revenge with his own hands, Grant was still very happy when he thought that Joss would die soon.

"Oh." Joss stared at the dead fish eyes and took the paper, then slapped Grant on the wall, "I'll keep you from wearing a hat."

(End of this chapter)