Marvel Nephalem
Chapter 12: Let the tiger go back to the mountain
"impossible."
There was a feeling of soreness in the wrist, followed by severe pain in the upper arm bone. Dennis could immediately tell that his right hand was broken.
Lying on the ground with chest tightness, he looked at the deformed bullet embedded in the pistol and didn't know whether to feel lucky or unfortunate.
Because he remembered that Clark Kent, the old homeless man, didn't seem to be aiming at all just now. He grabbed the gun on the table without looking, pointed it at his waist, and hit the pistol he pulled out with perfect accuracy.
As a former Texas Ranger, they have the habit of practicing drawing guns and firing quickly, and shooting criminals with gun sense, but they have never seen a pistol that hits the opponent from three or four meters away without looking.
Dennis was frightened and angry, and immediately attributed it to a coincidence, he immediately changed his hand to a gun.
"call out"
Under the scream of the silenced pistol, Dennis's left hand holding the gun suddenly twisted. The pistol that came out of his hand crashed into his arms and slid to the corner with him.
"If I were you, I would not challenge an invincible enemy."
Clark Kent stood up with one hand on his knees and stared at Dennis intently. Colt 1911a1 wrapped in a napkin was instantly crushed into a ball of scrap metal by him.
This scene made Dennis feel despair. He leaned on his elbows and leaned against the wall, looking down at the ground, as if he was ready to bear the consequences.
"Host, it's time for him to meet his fate. Your choice is his destiny. Make his life worse than death."
The system's crazy words did not affect Clark Kent. He stood in front of Dennis, looked at him condescendingly and said: "After you threatened Annie, I should have killed you, but I didn't want Annie to just We have a father and no uncle."
Clark leaned down and pressed Dennis's shoulder. When he saw hope in Dennis's eyes, he said regretfully: "But I don't believe you can change your ways and be the good uncle that Anne is."
"No, I can...ah"
Dennis, who was begging for mercy, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. After Clark let go, there were already five deep fingerprints on the suit on his right shoulder.
Clark grabbed him by the back of his collar and walked toward the door. Dennis, who was twitching in severe pain, was dragged to the door and dropped like cargo.
Looking at the pale Dennis, Clark said with disdain: "Go away and play your role well, otherwise you won't have a chance to beg for mercy next time."
Clark didn't even bother to look at Dennis. After closing the door, he sat back on the sofa again, like a real old man.
Listening to the rustling sound outside the door, the system couldn't help but said: "This... although host, what you do is in line with my preferences, but are you sure you are not letting the tiger go home?"
"Then what should we do to make Annie understand that her uncle wants to kill her for the shares, or let Dennis disappear from the world or let him die on the street?"
Clark sighed unwillingly: "Anne's mood is still unstable, now is not the time to get rid of him."
"...Since you have assumed the role like this, I won't say anything else. I hope this guy can understand things better, otherwise I will have fun again, haha." The system topic suddenly changed: "But... Taking into account the upcoming crisis, you are not invincible. Even if your strength and physical fitness are seven to ten times that of normal people, and the transmission speed of nerve reactions is four times that of ordinary people, you will not be able to survive only by relying on ordinary people. Under such circumstances, our endurance is limited after all, so why not enter the dark world and obtain some ancient equipment to enhance our strength..."
Clark ignored the System's remarks. Since arriving here, he had never entered the System's so-called dark world. The System's madness and evil always made him feel uneasy, and he had even been affected by it.
He always felt that entering that world was the ultimate goal of the system. Even if it wasn't, there was still an ulterior motive.
The system's excessive solicitude and constant compromise over the years had exerted its power to lure him there.
Although it is possible that he guessed wrong, but if he is right, will it open Pandora's box?
The system is completely contrary to his moral values. Clark didn't dare to gamble before, and now that Anne Hathaway is there, he even dares not to gamble.
The system's chatter has long become a daily routine: "...If you can collect the Soul Stone into the souls of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell, or break the World Stone of that time and space, you can break through the gap between mortals and gods and become a true Nephalem, gain the power to reach heaven and earth, and get rid of the shackles of the mortal body. Until you die, your spirit will live forever."
Be a dead ghost that never dies
just forget it.
Clark looked at the two twisted guns on the ground. He was not worried about Dennis causing trouble. Dennis's fingerprints were still on the Colt, as was the other gun scattered on the ground.
He looked up at the window sill. Although there was nothing there, subtle rock music was coming from that direction.
......
Constricted breathing came from the dirty stairwell. The pale Dennis walked down the steps tremblingly holding on to his limp right arm. Every step would affect his shattered right shoulder, causing great pain.
Anxiety, loss, and fear flashed through his erratic eyes, but there was no regret.
As his body continued to convulse due to severe pain, he took out his phone with difficulty, stared at the blonde on the screen saver, and took a deep breath.
He swiped the screen and dialed the numbers of the accompanying bodyguards. These two bodyguards were his personal guards. Ever since he dug these two people out of the Middle East mercenary company three years ago, he had been treating them well, and they rewarded him. He was also sincere and whispered: "Kobe, bring me my coat and ask Narud to contact his personal doctor."
"Yes, I'm hurt."
"Never tell Marlena, understand."
After giving instructions to his employees, Dennis collapsed on the ground and watched two loyal bodyguard employees running up the steps and covering him with his coat.
He flashed through countless scenes in his mind, rescuing hostages while working as a Texas Ranger, and following the traditional Western tradition of midday showdowns with crazed criminals.
In order to solve the case, Joe Finn, who he grew up in, was sent to the Irish gang to work as an undercover agent.
Then he shocked Hell's Kitchen with a quick gun for Liv Hathaway. This was the first defeat in his life.
"Time will prove that no one is invincible"
Dennis, who was being helped up, turned his head to look at the dark door on the steps and said solemnly: "When noon comes, it's time to see the truth."
Although there were grand words coming out of his mouth, the steep stairs that he would never pay attention to in the past seemed to have become a weapon for Clark to ridicule him for not overestimating his abilities. Every step was a torment.
When he saw the outside world with the support of his bodyguard, the golden scenery next to his car made him at a loss for what to do.
The blond owner was more charming than the screen saver on Dennis's phone, but when he saw Dennis's pale cheeks and sunken left shoulder, his charming face turned a little ferocious, and he looked toward the room on the top floor with resentment.
There was a feeling of soreness in the wrist, followed by severe pain in the upper arm bone. Dennis could immediately tell that his right hand was broken.
Lying on the ground with chest tightness, he looked at the deformed bullet embedded in the pistol and didn't know whether to feel lucky or unfortunate.
Because he remembered that Clark Kent, the old homeless man, didn't seem to be aiming at all just now. He grabbed the gun on the table without looking, pointed it at his waist, and hit the pistol he pulled out with perfect accuracy.
As a former Texas Ranger, they have the habit of practicing drawing guns and firing quickly, and shooting criminals with gun sense, but they have never seen a pistol that hits the opponent from three or four meters away without looking.
Dennis was frightened and angry, and immediately attributed it to a coincidence, he immediately changed his hand to a gun.
"call out"
Under the scream of the silenced pistol, Dennis's left hand holding the gun suddenly twisted. The pistol that came out of his hand crashed into his arms and slid to the corner with him.
"If I were you, I would not challenge an invincible enemy."
Clark Kent stood up with one hand on his knees and stared at Dennis intently. Colt 1911a1 wrapped in a napkin was instantly crushed into a ball of scrap metal by him.
This scene made Dennis feel despair. He leaned on his elbows and leaned against the wall, looking down at the ground, as if he was ready to bear the consequences.
"Host, it's time for him to meet his fate. Your choice is his destiny. Make his life worse than death."
The system's crazy words did not affect Clark Kent. He stood in front of Dennis, looked at him condescendingly and said: "After you threatened Annie, I should have killed you, but I didn't want Annie to just We have a father and no uncle."
Clark leaned down and pressed Dennis's shoulder. When he saw hope in Dennis's eyes, he said regretfully: "But I don't believe you can change your ways and be the good uncle that Anne is."
"No, I can...ah"
Dennis, who was begging for mercy, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. After Clark let go, there were already five deep fingerprints on the suit on his right shoulder.
Clark grabbed him by the back of his collar and walked toward the door. Dennis, who was twitching in severe pain, was dragged to the door and dropped like cargo.
Looking at the pale Dennis, Clark said with disdain: "Go away and play your role well, otherwise you won't have a chance to beg for mercy next time."
Clark didn't even bother to look at Dennis. After closing the door, he sat back on the sofa again, like a real old man.
Listening to the rustling sound outside the door, the system couldn't help but said: "This... although host, what you do is in line with my preferences, but are you sure you are not letting the tiger go home?"
"Then what should we do to make Annie understand that her uncle wants to kill her for the shares, or let Dennis disappear from the world or let him die on the street?"
Clark sighed unwillingly: "Anne's mood is still unstable, now is not the time to get rid of him."
"...Since you have assumed the role like this, I won't say anything else. I hope this guy can understand things better, otherwise I will have fun again, haha." The system topic suddenly changed: "But... Taking into account the upcoming crisis, you are not invincible. Even if your strength and physical fitness are seven to ten times that of normal people, and the transmission speed of nerve reactions is four times that of ordinary people, you will not be able to survive only by relying on ordinary people. Under such circumstances, our endurance is limited after all, so why not enter the dark world and obtain some ancient equipment to enhance our strength..."
Clark ignored the System's remarks. Since arriving here, he had never entered the System's so-called dark world. The System's madness and evil always made him feel uneasy, and he had even been affected by it.
He always felt that entering that world was the ultimate goal of the system. Even if it wasn't, there was still an ulterior motive.
The system's excessive solicitude and constant compromise over the years had exerted its power to lure him there.
Although it is possible that he guessed wrong, but if he is right, will it open Pandora's box?
The system is completely contrary to his moral values. Clark didn't dare to gamble before, and now that Anne Hathaway is there, he even dares not to gamble.
The system's chatter has long become a daily routine: "...If you can collect the Soul Stone into the souls of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell, or break the World Stone of that time and space, you can break through the gap between mortals and gods and become a true Nephalem, gain the power to reach heaven and earth, and get rid of the shackles of the mortal body. Until you die, your spirit will live forever."
Be a dead ghost that never dies
just forget it.
Clark looked at the two twisted guns on the ground. He was not worried about Dennis causing trouble. Dennis's fingerprints were still on the Colt, as was the other gun scattered on the ground.
He looked up at the window sill. Although there was nothing there, subtle rock music was coming from that direction.
......
Constricted breathing came from the dirty stairwell. The pale Dennis walked down the steps tremblingly holding on to his limp right arm. Every step would affect his shattered right shoulder, causing great pain.
Anxiety, loss, and fear flashed through his erratic eyes, but there was no regret.
As his body continued to convulse due to severe pain, he took out his phone with difficulty, stared at the blonde on the screen saver, and took a deep breath.
He swiped the screen and dialed the numbers of the accompanying bodyguards. These two bodyguards were his personal guards. Ever since he dug these two people out of the Middle East mercenary company three years ago, he had been treating them well, and they rewarded him. He was also sincere and whispered: "Kobe, bring me my coat and ask Narud to contact his personal doctor."
"Yes, I'm hurt."
"Never tell Marlena, understand."
After giving instructions to his employees, Dennis collapsed on the ground and watched two loyal bodyguard employees running up the steps and covering him with his coat.
He flashed through countless scenes in his mind, rescuing hostages while working as a Texas Ranger, and following the traditional Western tradition of midday showdowns with crazed criminals.
In order to solve the case, Joe Finn, who he grew up in, was sent to the Irish gang to work as an undercover agent.
Then he shocked Hell's Kitchen with a quick gun for Liv Hathaway. This was the first defeat in his life.
"Time will prove that no one is invincible"
Dennis, who was being helped up, turned his head to look at the dark door on the steps and said solemnly: "When noon comes, it's time to see the truth."
Although there were grand words coming out of his mouth, the steep stairs that he would never pay attention to in the past seemed to have become a weapon for Clark to ridicule him for not overestimating his abilities. Every step was a torment.
When he saw the outside world with the support of his bodyguard, the golden scenery next to his car made him at a loss for what to do.
The blond owner was more charming than the screen saver on Dennis's phone, but when he saw Dennis's pale cheeks and sunken left shoulder, his charming face turned a little ferocious, and he looked toward the room on the top floor with resentment.
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