Marvel: All those years I lived with the Lord

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When the hoarse and dull voice of the Holy Lord echoed clearly in this area, the police and reporters stationed here couldn't believe their ears.

"This monster can actually talk!"

Until now, almost everyone believed that the monster running rampant and wreaking havoc on Manhattan Island in front of them was a mutant of an unknown creature that ran out of some unknown corner, or it was a government or military laboratory. Experimental creatures that escaped.

The latter explanation is recognized by the vast majority of Americans. Don’t ask so many questions about why. In fact, they know that this is the virtue of their own government.

After all, no country on earth dares to test nuclear and chemical weapons wantonly on its own soil near places where its citizens live.Even if medicines and health products are directly introduced into the market without clinical trials, and they are supported by the local government and even the law, you have no place to appeal if you want to object.

This is the world's No. 1 liberal democratic country. This is the country that is about to become or even has become the only superpower. Not only are they cruel to foreigners, they are also merciless to their own citizens. This is the United States! !

"Mark, am I hallucinating? I seem to hear that monster talking!"

The branch director's eyes widened, and he still couldn't believe his ears. He tried hard to ask Mark next to him for advice, hoping that the other party would tell him that all this was an auditory hallucination, otherwise he would always think that he had no opponent and was just an inhuman and savage mutated creature. , but it turned out to be a monster that could understand languages ​​and was obviously very intelligent. The branch director felt that his luck was overflowing today, and he encountered all kinds of strange things.

If he had known earlier, he would have just gone to the stock market and started working hard. Which stock he bought would have plummeted, and he might have been able to earn back all his pension money for the rest of his life, and he would still be a bad policeman.

But Mark's words broke the branch director's fantasy and forced him to face the cruel reality in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Chief, you heard me right. And you should order our police officers to be careful. I have a feeling that this will be a very difficult mission for us today."

Mark didn't need to think about it to know what kind of trouble a monster with obviously extremely high intelligence would bring them.

Without Mark having to say anything, the branch chief had already conveyed the message. At the same time, the Holy Lord, who was surrounded by countless police officers, suddenly stopped. For a moment, both parties fell into a strange silence.

The Holy Lord observed the confused expressions of the humans below, and looked at the obvious expressions of panic and fear on their faces. A smile appeared on the Holy Lord's ferocious face.

Yes, it is like this, it should be like this, and it is indeed like this. Weak and humble humans should have such an expression when facing the supreme dragon.

Only in this way can they be in line with their identities, instead of being like the bold humans before who rebelled against the great dragon again and again. For a time, Li Ang, Jackie Chan, Dad, Xiaoyu, etc. all made him hate them. The face appeared in the mind of the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord couldn't help but snorted coldly when he thought of this, and sparks visible to the naked eye erupted from his nostrils.

The sudden sparks startled the surrounding police officers. Some trainee police officers with poor mental qualities and who had just joined the job almost opened fire with their hands shaking. Fortunately, the companions on the side stopped him, otherwise they would not have known what would happen. What consequences.

They have received instructions from their superiors to do everything possible to delay the arrival of support. Although they don't know why the monster in front of them stopped, if the operation fails due to their own mistakes, it will be a disaster. If they get through this crisis safely, the branch director will definitely teach them a lesson afterwards.

At this moment, the Holy Lord spoke again.

"Mortals, until now you still can't understand what a stupid thing it is to fight against the great Holy Lord, just relying on your insignificant toys? Come on, I will let you understand the power of the dragon! "

The Holy Lord's loud voice spread throughout the street. The police officers and reporters present looked at each other, not knowing how to respond to the language in the story.

"Dragon?? I have to say that he looks quite similar, but he obviously doesn't look like that. What does he mean by that, Mark?"

Even the branch director didn't notice that in the face of such a powerful Holy Lord, his name also changed unconsciously, from "it" to "he".

"Director, I think our Mr. Dragon seems to be provoking us to attack."

The more Mark talked, the more he felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, and he suddenly understood that this was something they often did in their country.It constantly seeks troubles for other countries, and then uses force to make them understand that the United States is invincible, in order to achieve the United States' global hegemony.

Things were changing. Faced with the scene in front of him, Mark felt both ridiculous and ridiculous, but the branch director shook his head and said:

"Mark, you know this is impossible. Our task is to delay and wait for the people who can handle this matter to arrive. I can't take the initiative to attack."

The branch chief knew the true level of his family. So many people and firepower had gone in but not even a splash had emerged. If they really wanted to go in, nothing would solve the problem except increasing casualties.

Besides, talking to this monster is not the authority he has at this level. The branch director is now going to cover his ears and pretend to be deaf. It will be good if he can delay it for a minute.

However, the Holy Lord would not think so. Looking at the New York police who were still indifferent, the Holy Lord felt as if what he had just said was in vain. He felt that his dignity had been insulted.

"Ants, your poor brains will never understand what true wisdom is."

The Holy Lord's eyes flashed red, and he suddenly had a better idea to make these humans understand their situation.

"Come out, my minions, and clear the obstacles in front of your master! Let these fools' minds be clearer. What kind of great existence are they fighting against?"

As the Holy Lord called, shadows like running water continued to gather here. At first, the police did not understand what the Holy Lord meant, but as the shadows flashed in front of them, they realized It's strange.

Groups of shadows gathered in front of the Holy Lord to form a large shadow. The shadows were constantly twisting and expanding, as if they were alive.Attracting everyone's attention, some old police detectives who have gone through many trials and hardships feel that the things they encountered today are more bizarre than what they have encountered in half of their lives.

And the shadow that seemed to be alive made their sixth sense constantly issue warnings, but now they can only hold on to the guns in their hands and rely on them to bring them some insignificant sense of security. .

At this moment, the black shadow finally stopped changing. Before anyone could react, a pair of unknown and scarlet eyes appeared in it, making everyone present feel extremely cold...