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Power stone, please
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You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. -Dr. Seuss
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Hercules raised the ten-meter-long right arm. If you look up, this mechanical arm is like the supreme creation, capable of tearing the sky apart. () Judging from the current history of human development, there has not been a war weapon similar to the Hercules. The body of more than 20 meters is enough to shock people. It seems that a single arm can destroy a building.
The metal bar turned to the outside, and his fist turned into armor attached to his forearm, exposing a hole. Hercules assembled the arm into a giant barrel!
Bang!
Unexpectedly, when the gun barrel was in full force, there was only a dull resounding sound. A metal ball slammed directly into the back of the crowd. The process was slow and it didn't seem to be lethal at all. Look like.
"What do you want to do?" The lead owl was a little puzzled.
This group of irregular metal **** actually wriggled, and it seemed that life consciousness was born in an instant. Almost for an instant, when the metal ball hit the center of the crowd, the whole ball exploded. Numerous little Transformers jumped off the ball and rushed towards the owl with special performance!
This metal cannonball is actually made up of small transformers. It was specially made to deal with this situation. It can be called a big killer when it is caught off guard. In a small area, what can be more flexible and deterrent than the Mind-changing King Kong?
"Catch you alive and ask for more information from the Owl Court." Downey looked indifferent. The technique of killing a group of miscellaneous fish to get the Bacchus factor was purely idiotic. This technology is bound to be in the hands of a small number of high-levels. He needs a guide to lead him, find the group of high-levels, and then force the technical principles.
As for the situation where this owl would rather die than surrender, ha ha ha... What does Klein the Scarecrow do? He is a master of poisonous gas, and he has come up with a few new tricks, and he can even kill this owl.
Downey originally planned to let Klein hide in secret, and toss the air-conditioning tank as soon as the Owl Court appeared. Just think of a way to reduce the temperature to minus thirty or forty degrees, and the entire owl killer will be almost useless.
Low temperature is the biggest shortcoming of Claws, and it will affect their bodies at minus 20 degrees.
The dead and the living are not the same. Even if they are resurrected by the Dionysian factor, they will always come from the dead stage.
But this plan was eventually abandoned by Downey. Klein's combat effectiveness was too poor, and he would die when he ran here. He had other things to arrange for Klein to do it. It was not worth it to let Klein die here in vain, and it was difficult to squeeze out the Scarecrow. The greatest value.
A group of little Transformers immediately surrounded the owl with special behavior, and cut off his feet in an instant, and cut off his arms at the moment he fell to the ground. This is not an injury to those who have been implanted with Bacchus factor, as long as they are spliced together, they can recover without injury.
The owl killer was cut into a stick, but he was very tough, and even then he didn't say a word, gritted his teeth. The other group of owls with sharp claws seemed to have been severed in an instant, and stood motionless, completely different from the image of the cold and cruel killer just now.
"Sure enough, you guy is the key. If you catch you, you will catch everything. The Owl Court sent you out is really a failure. Not only did it not kill me, but you were also captured by me."
Hercules waved his arms, and cut off the claws that might threaten Downey in front of him like cleaning garbage, clearing a way forward for Downey. Downey walked on this blood-paved floor, walking towards the other side step by step.
Just when Downey walked halfway, a half-buried wreck violently violently, and the sharp blade in his hand pointed directly at Downey's neck. Downey's foolish act of removing his armor gave him a golden opportunity.
"Got you..."
A small Transformer composed of electric batons jumped up from Donnie's waist and grabbed the sharp blade. At the same time, a strong current flowed backwards along the sharp blade. The shocking click made the owl scream. The one just now was a disguise, and this one was the one that really took the lead.
All the claws who had lost consciousness were all mad at this time. They rushed towards Downey in a frantic manner. They ignored all fighting skills and evasion, and they rushed towards Downey like a stick.
Optimus Prime stood on the periphery and started the massacre. The previous claws were just like real killers, silent, granting death in silence, but at this time they were like lunatic fools, rushing forward in a daze.
"If I were you, I would tie a strong explosive directly to the human body, and I would die, although this would definitely not kill me... An Yu's life degenerated into a rat in the shadows by the high-ranking court, and lost his courage and continued his life. No one dared to see it."
Downey chopped off one arm of the owl with only the upper body left, and chopped off the palm of the other arm. Downey grabbed the wrist with his only arm and walked, and the blood pouring out was directly ignored by Downey. Anyway, it won't take long for this guy to heal his wounds on his own, and he will definitely not die.
This owl, who was still aloof just now and announced the sentence of Downey to death in the tone of the court, is now dragged away by the scarred Downey like a dead dog.
"To be honest, these assassins you made are not bad. They are not afraid of death. If it weren't for me to have better Transformers warriors, I might really use your method to make cannon fodder in batches."
Downey spoke casually, ignoring the wailing of the dragging owl. During the walking, the blood shed by the owl left deep scratches, and this long trace was all outlined in blood.
Downey didn't need to talk nonsense. He did consider using the Dionysian Factor to create a group of flesh and blood warriors, but he considered it again and again and put it aside, unless it was really necessary to do it again. Regarding warriors and cannon fodder, he can pull up an army at random by finding a junkyard—although this army may be vulnerable to a blow, many dilapidated Transformers can be smashed with just one rocket launcher. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
He pained the killer and washed away all his claws, leaving only mess all over the floor. Countless corpses were stacked on top of each other, layer after layer, the stumps of various bodies can be seen everywhere, and the rich smell of blood drifted far away in the breeze.
This time there was a lot of movement, and there was nothing to hide from those who wanted to, such as the sneaky SHIELD. As long as they were not blind or deaf, they would know that something was wrong. In fact, just when Batman drew the electricity for the whole city, it already showed that something happened.
The technology of the Bacchus factor is too important, and it is an important part of his reconstruction of the planet Cybertron in the cosmic starry sky. Before he bloodbathed the owl court and obtained detailed technical information, Downey did not allow anyone to intervene, not even S.H.I.E.L.D., and there was no possibility of negotiation.
Downey dragged the screaming owl forward with his bruised body. When passing by a dilapidated house in the old town, an old homeless man was roasting himself, looking at the **** Downey like a goblin with a dull look. I don't know whether it is Downey's own blood or the blood of an owl. Not clear.
"The clothes are good!"
Downey tilted his head and glanced at him, grinning.