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Chapitre 52: Transformers In Marvel Chapter 51: The Fearful Son of Heaven

Disclaimer: I own nothing. This history has no interest in offending any party.

Having the sole objective of only entertaining the readers. Enjoy~

Power stone, please

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Dr. Octopus – "The real crime would be not to finish what we started."

   The headgear was roughly torn off, almost breaking Tony Stark's neck. In the dazzling light, Tony barely opened his eyes, but still found it difficult to adapt. He tried to open his eyes wide to see the faces of the people who kidnapped him. Who are they? How many people in the United States and even in the world dare to kidnap him? Tony Stark is the world's favorite, and countless people are holding him. Who will act against him outrageously?

   Tony, as the sole heir of the Stark family, also holds the trillion-dollar Stark Group. Since childhood, he has carried the name of genius, and he has been used to it. Even when researching weapons and missiles, there are a bunch of employees and his artificial intelligence to help him deal with the heavy work. When did his proud dandy suffer such a big loss like today?

  He was kidnapped! Finally ran out and completely debauched once, this kind of thing happened!

   It's not that no one has attacked him for so many years, but every time there is no danger, this situation like today is simply the first time in life.

   Tony is very proud. Even if he is kidnapped, the opponent is nothing more than asking for money or technology. It can't be anything else. He is just an arms dealer.

   Before his eyes could adjust, he took the initiative to speak: "What do you want? Money? I'm just an ordinary person. You definitely tied the wrong person. In fact, I think this is a misunderstanding..."

   Before he finished speaking, a heavy fist hit him in the stomach. Tony knelt on the ground painfully, as if he was about to fall apart, and he simply lost consciousness.

   Under the dim light, Dickon grabbed Tony's hair, raised his head to face him, and looked at the proud man in the eyes of humans with disdain. What can this kind of master be? It's not like falling into his hands like an ant, as long as he wants to, he can choke this weak human being at any time.

   But Dicken wouldn't do that, it didn't serve his purpose. Tony Stark, an idiot, came to his door and ran to his site to show off his power. Doesn't this idiot usually go out to investigate the local situation?

   Tony came here by surprise. Dickon was originally here waiting for Blade and Downey. He didn't expect to see Tony first, so he temporarily ordered his subordinates to bring him over.

"Tony Stark, you unscrupulously sold all kinds of high-tech weapons, causing many vampires to be killed by your weapons. You are a genius and a fool. How should this account be calculated?" Dickon smoked and used Look at Tony with the same look at the livestock.

   "In fact, people praise me for being wise and foolish." Tony said, and then he was punched to the ground by Dickon again, and didn't get up for a long time. He was coughing in pain, almost asphyxiated. The fist was too heavy, and he felt like he was going to be beaten to death with just two punches.

   Tony hangs out with all kinds of women all the year round. He has been hollowed out a long time ago. It is impossible to withstand the fists from vampires.

The vampire next to    stepped up to persuade Dickon that Tony's status was noble, and if he killed him, the vampire would suffer wild revenge from the human camp. Tony Stark is like a symbolic business card for mankind, synonymous with human genius and rich man. Tony can be killed by others, but he must not die in the hands of a vampire. This is undoubtedly a declaration of war.

Dickon swallowed the clouds, looked at the smoke floating in the air, and took a deep breath. The smell of smoke made him intoxicated. The ravages of human high-level humans like Tony made him extremely obsessed. This came from the crushing and contempt of the lower levels of the food chain. .

   Tony lay on the ground, gasping silently with his mouth open, he really felt like he was going to die.

A Hagui clan came up and leaned in Dickon's ear and said, "Boss, our people have arrested the councillors of the other twelve clans, but we have also lost a lot of manpower. When the news spreads, The entire vampire kingdom will be turbulent, and will even alarm the king."

   Dickon's eyelids jumped subconsciously. The king of vampires... the guy who didn't know how many years he had lived didn't care about government affairs at all, and threw all his power to the parliament. He hid himself and didn't know what he was studying.

   Dickon has never seen a vampire king. He has only heard rumors in a few words. It is said that he is a deep fellow in the city, but he is old and frail. He only bears the name of a king and never interferes with the decisions of the Vampire Council.

   But in fact, the parliament has great fear of this irresponsible king, and I don't know why.

   "Then **** those twelve noble thoroughbreds to the altar, and then they will be sacrificed as a sacrifice for me to become a god."

   Dicken gave the order and threw away half of the cigarette he had smoked in his hand, with a grinning smile on his face. He waited for this opportunity for a long time, until today he fulfilled his wish.

   As for why there are twelve clans, what about the chairperson? Ha ha ha... The speaker was thrown to the beach by Dickon not long ago, and was burned alive in the new sun.

   The entire council has been washed away by countless large and small families led by him. From today on, there is no ridiculously corrupt institution like the council. Only him, Dickon Frost, is the only actual ruler of the vampire world today.

   As for the king... Dickon frowned, and finally felt that he still wouldn't touch the mold. The parliament has not dared to act for so many years, and he does not need to do too much. Become a blood god, can walk unscrupulously under the sun, the whole world belongs to him, and care about a king who is about to die of old age?

   Tony finally eased, and Tony barely heard the conversation between Diacon and his subordinates. He finally knew who kidnapped him.

   is a vampire, actually a vampire.

   Tony shivered fiercely. At this moment, his mentality arose with unconcealable fear, and his whole body began to tremble slightly, and the tremor became larger and larger.

   When I was bitten by a vampire, if I couldn't inject the anti-virus serum in time, he would be transformed into a vampire permanently, and there would be no turning back. Where does he get the anti-virus serum now? Except for some vampire hunters, who would take that kind of stuff with you?

   He was bitten, what should I do later? From now on, as a vampire, live humblely, not to be able to eat garlic in Yangguan, and still **** human blood on a regular basis? What a sad joke! Tony Stark, as the proud son of all mankind, has become a vampire who feeds on mankind! What would my friend Rod think of him? What should Little Pepper think of him? What would his most beloved uncle and his closest elder Obadiah think of him?

   It would be better to just die~www.mtlnovel.com~ This foolish genius, let him live first. Sending someone to negotiate with Obadea, saying that he wanted to exchange Tony Stark, he immediately handed over 100 billion U.S. dollars and a large number of state-of-the-art weapons to see how the guy wanted to choose. "Dickon looked at the terrified Tony, smiled contemptuously, opened his mouth and bit on it hard.

   Tony let out a desperate scream, like the last wailing, his colorful pupils gradually became numb, and his mind roared and went blank. He was bitten, he was bitten by this group of vampire creatures, everything was over, he would never be a human again, he would be infected, would become a vampire in the dark, and all the light would leave him forever.

   At this moment, Tony really wants to die.

   Dickon is very rampant. He, who is about to become a blood god, regards all human beings as food. He doesn't care about anything. He just plays casually. How can he really care about it?

   Suddenly, there were screams and screams faintly above. The cry was obviously abnormal, penetrated the floor and passed to the ground. Many vampires subconsciously raised their heads to look at the ceiling.

   Tony twitched, and the thing named Hope reappeared in Tony's eyes. Vampire hunter! It must be a vampire hunter! They specialize in killing vampires and must carry anti-venom with them! It might be rescued to hold on!

   Dickon didn't rush to put on his coat. If nothing else, the attacker was either the blade or Downey. Maybe these two guys got together. After all, these two guys should almost be in Ocean City.

  He needs these two people. He needs some sacrifices and rituals to become a blood god. He needs the blood of Daywalker, but he needs Downey even more!

   "That magic mutant has finally been delivered..." Dickon muttered to himself somewhat greedily.

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good day


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Chapitre 53: Transformers In Marvel Chapter 52: Genius in bad condition

Disclaimer: I own nothing. This history has no interest in offending any party.

Having the sole objective of only entertaining the readers. Enjoy~

Power stone, please

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Giving up kills people. When people reject giving up… they finally win the right to transcend humanity. – Alucard from the anime Hellsing

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   "Okay! Let's do it too! Get in!"

   Downey roared, and controlled the smaller Arcie to rush in first, killing several hagui tribes who were still at a loss in an instant. Even if Arcie was the smallest size, his strength was amazing. The ordinary people of the Hagui tribe were as fragile as a lamb when placed in front of Arcie.

   The blade was grinning, a bit ferocious, he rushed in with a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, at an astonishing speed, far surpassing the speed of ordinary humans. The old bartender was at the end, looking around vigilantly, his eyes also filled with excitement and satisfaction that could not be concealed.

   The three of them have hatred for vampires, and they all have hatred for Dickon. This time is a good time for revenge!

   "Damn, what the **** is going on?!"

   "An enemy is coming in, copy guys quickly!"

   The remaining Hagui tribe and the vampires who were lucky enough not to be directly exposed to ultraviolet light screamed in horror, looking for weapons, some were more timid and afraid of death, and directly found a secluded corner to lie down and pretend to be dead.

   Many people are a little dazed. They were still drinking and dancing. It was just a moment when countless ultraviolet rays suddenly appeared from various places in the club, which caused many vampires to die in the first place and died inexplicably.

   Someone has invaded, a strong enemy has invaded, and only those strong enemies who dare to do such a cruel attack on Dicken's club are the only ones who dare to do it.

   A vampire was a little crazy. He sounded the alarm, and when he copied out his weapon, it was a messy sweep. Many guys were accidentally injured by him.

   Arci changed two machine guns and fired frantically. Like a war machine, much miscellaneous fish were killed, turning this club into a slaughterhouse.

   "Who the **** is it? Could it be that the daywalker came, how could he find here!"

   "There is also a mechanic, these two evil stars have met together!"

  The survivors behaved in chaos, and they didn't even dare to resist. The most elite vampire troops were completely wiped out in the ultraviolet grenade just now, and all that survived was a group of stinky fish and shrimps. A few took advantage of the chaos to hide secretly, and a few planned to find an exit to escape.

   No one chooses to surrender. These two recent famous guys never accept the surrender of the vampire camp.

   The blade smashed all the way, and there was no enemy in front of him, and the master used one shot and one knife in the hands of this master. He grabbed a Hagui tribe who was pretending to be dead, showing his big white teeth: "Meeting again, I haven't had time to thank you for showing me the way. Tell me, where is Dickon?"

   The Hagui clan opened his eyes and almost fainted. Not long ago, the blade chased him all the way, every time he was caught and released, treating him as a plaything, and leaving a huge psychological shadow on him.

   The blade sharply slashed the Hagui tribe's face, letting its blood flow. The blade threatened: "If you don't tell me, I will kill you now and find it myself. You said I will kill Dickon now and let you go."

   Ha Guizu nodded repeatedly, crawled to the side of the refrigerator with trembling, and opened the door of the refrigerator after a brief operation, revealing the secret tunnel hidden behind. He cried: "Dickon is inside, please let me go, I will never be your enemy again!"

  At this time, the old bartender shot and killed the Hagui tribe.

   "He said to let you go, I never said that." The old bartender started very ruthlessly.

   Blade's edge glanced at the old bartender unexpectedly, and shrugged indifferently, realizing that the old bartender resembled his old partner in some ways. He turned his head to greet Downey to go in with him and kill Dickon.

   yelled, Downey ignored him, yelled twice, but still did not respond.

Downey went around in circles, unceremoniously putting things that looked valuable into his pockets, and yelling as he packed them, "Why are you so poor? Don't you know how to put antique calligraphy and paintings here? Why is your taste so low? "

Behind him, a few small Transformers were holding a bag that they didn't know where they were looking for, and some of them flaunted the terrified Hagui tribe. They violently pulled off their watches and necklaces and took them in contentedly. In his own bag.

The old bartender couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed Downey and he was about to leave. He said, "I only found out today, why are you so greedy for money? You are so greedy for money? You are so poor and crazy?" Bottle of good wine.

Downey couldn't find valuable good things, and he was upset: "You've been eating mine and drinking mine for so long. Do you think my money comes from the wind? It's hard to get a job killing vampires. I'm not allowed to earn points."

   The old bartender and the blade are speechless at the same time, killing vampires is work, so it seems correct.

   cleared the last few enemies blocking the road, the three of them swiftly down the dense road. They all had good hearing, and they had already heard the sound coming up from below while walking up the stairs.

Downey rushed to the forefront in battle armor, resisting the oncoming bullet attack, and rushed directly into the crowd. In the backhand, two silver daggers appeared in his hands. This was created by him using some silver bullets. , Specifically used in this situation.

   "This monster!"

   This group of vampires is elite who follow Dickon. They are not afraid of death. Seeing that the guns are useless, they simply threw the guns and Melee Downey. Although Downey had learned some fighting, he was still far behind this group of battle-tested vampires and felt a little embarrassed for a while.

   The blade grabbed the gap between Downey's behavior and fired several shots. The silver bullets instantly burned the vampire into fly ash.

   "Your melee ability is really bad!" Dao Feng teased.

   The big screen in the basement suddenly lit up, and Dicken's face appeared on it.

   Happiness!

   He clapped his hands and looked at the three Donnies who were killing him. He looked like he was watching the Colosseum, and several slaves were fighting desperately to please their masters.

   "Dicken..."

   The blade stared at the big screen, and gritted his teeth, and behind the sunglasses, there was a ray of hatred.

   Dickon was sitting in the helicopter. As early as the first time, he flew towards the altar that had been prepared in the suburbs. It was impossible for Downey and others to catch him. He held the laptop and looked at Downey and the three of them like dogs chasing their tails in circles, and he almost didn't laugh out loud.

   "You are stupid beyond my expectations. I just wanted to attract you to prevent you from disrupting my plan. I didn't expect it to go so smoothly."

   Dickon said, taking a sip from a glass of wine, his loose hair and wrinkled clothes made him look crazier.

   "What the **** did you do?" Downey frowned. Although he has seen the plot of Blade Warrior, it does not mean that he can grasp all the dynamics through the movie. Dickon must have done something recently, he did not hesitate to use himself as bait to attract Downey and Blade.

   Dickon laughed, a little crazy, a little smug.

"The altar is ready, and the twelve sacrifices we need are ready! If you want to stop me, come to the Jintan area in the southern part of Ocean City to come to me. You can all come, I am looking forward to it. Don't think about it now. Immediately catch up with me, there is another incredible figure next to you who needs your rescue. How do you choose to kill me or save people?"

   Amidst bursts of crazy laughter, the screen went off, and Downey and the others lost a good time to kill. Downey sighed inwardly. Dickon took advantage of this period to have captured twelve noble vampires of different bloodlines. Coupled with the blood of the Sunwalker, combined with the pile of ancient stone tablets and altars, Dickon could control himself and Become a blood god.

   Downey looked around and finally pulled a **** middle-aged man out of the narrow and winding corner. This person is in a very bad condition. His face is pale, and although the wound on his neck barely stops bleeding, there is no doubt that the virus has spread.

   "This is Tony Stark, save me, give me a serum injection, if it doesn't work, kills me..."

   The middle-aged uncle uttered these words with his last consciousness, and then he passed out completely in a coma. The raging vampire virus caused his body temperature to rise rapidly, and he relied on perseverance to support Downey and the others.

   "Tony Stark?! Why are you here?!"

   Downey was shocked, he was really nervous. Tony's appearance at this time was terrible, completely different from the glamorous appearance in the media on weekdays, so that he did not recognize it for the first time, and Downey didn't even think in that direction!

  But why is Tony Stark here? !


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