The true story of murder in the Marvel world

The moment this mysterious man appeared in the middle of the road, Alex had already noticed something was wrong. When the man disappeared, he also counterattacked at an extremely fast speed.

Obviously, the speed of this mysterious man is still not as good as Alex's black light sensing ability. Before it cuts the vehicle in half, Alex slams the opponent into the metal alien with a faster attack speed. Architecturally.

The wall of the building that could resist the shell attack was instantly hit with a deep dent. However, the purple-skinned mysterious man did not seem to be injured after being hit so violently.

"Sure enough, he is a guy suitable to be a killer." The mysterious man looked at Alex looking at him with indifferent eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved up, as if everything was under his control.

At this time, the vehicle driven by Arthur had also stopped safely on the ground. Rocket Raccoon and Little Devil were almost frightened by the scene just now and have not recovered yet. When they saw that Alex had subdued each other, Rocket was filled with anger. He immediately burst out, "Which damn bastard doesn't care who is sitting in the car? Boss, hurry up and eat this bastard up."

"Is that your dog? It's so cute when it's so manic. What do you think? Do you want to consider joining us?" Before the mysterious man could finish his words, his pupils suddenly dilated and he felt a fatal danger.

The mysterious man's dilated pupils reflected the sight of Alex transforming his arm into a sharp blade and slashing it towards his head. Years of experience as an interstellar killer made him understand that he must not resist this attack, so he quickly cut his head. A flick

Sure enough, this black sharp blade cut into the wall of the building behind it as easily as cutting tofu. If he didn't hide in time, his own head would be cut open.

Although he had just withstood the opponent's impact while wearing an exoskeleton armor, it was obvious that the opponent did not use his full strength, and the damage suffered by the armor would definitely not be able to withstand a second impact.

"Hey, calm down. I don't want to hurt you, just to test." Finally, the interstellar killer couldn't bear the pressure from Alex. He pretended to be 13 but was slapped in the face, and quickly revealed his purpose.

At this time, Alex's sharp blade was only a few centimeters away from his widened eyeballs.

"Testing who you are." After hearing the other party's explanation, Alex changed his arm blade back to its normal form. If this were on earth, he would have swallowed the other party into his body long ago, and since this place belongs to the civilization of tens of millions of planets He knew that this was not a place where people could kill casually, at least not now, and he could also see that the other party was not ruthless, otherwise he would not waste time and jump up to attack them.

Alex threw the mysterious man to the ground and landed next to him. As long as the purple-skinned alien did anything wrong, he would kill him without any worries.

The mysterious man twisted his neck and threw out a large pool of metal fragments from the clothes on his abdomen. They were all exoskeleton armors that had just been smashed by the opponent. It looked at the people in the car who had already gathered around. , and then sneered at himself: "It seems that I, a killer instructor, will make miscalculations sometimes. I still underestimate the enemy too much. I will be marked as a black mark by the company when I go back."

"Who sent you here, the killer?" When Rocket Raccoon heard the other party calling himself the killer, his expression immediately became serious, wanting to know who the other party's target was.

The killer did not answer it, but intentionally or unintentionally revealed a black metal sign hanging on his wrist. This sign had a blood-red pattern composed of a domineering monster with three bird heads. pattern.

As soon as Rocket Raccoon saw this sign, the entire raccoon immediately froze, and the corners of his mouth kept trembling: "Three Three-Headed Bird Killer Organization"

"What is a three-headed bird that is more powerful than a three-headed dog from hell?" Arthur thought when he saw how frightened it looked, it must be something special.

"It seems that the value of my humble life is not worth having you take action against me." Rocket Raccoon did not answer Arthur, he said every word with a trembling voice, and took the initiative to check himself into his seat.

"Three-Headed Bird" is the most mysterious and dangerous killer organization in the universe. It has capable people and strangers from various planets to serve it. It basically never shows up, but as long as it shows up, there will be life. Disappear under their hands.

As long as you give them enough money, they can kill anyone you want to kill for you, even Gamora, one of the top killers in the universe who slaughtered the entire planet, was once a member of the Three-Headed Bird Organization, but Later, when he quit the organization, he killed many killers, disappeared all traces, and became one of the three-headed bird's powerful enemies.

With their ability to hide in every corner of the universe, even the cosmic court has no way to deal with them. It cannot eradicate them at all, and it will only make the three-headed bird's vengeful anger burn even more fiercely.

However, the killer ignored Rocket Raccoon and kept his sharp eyes on Alex, which finally calmed down Rocket's heart that was about to jump out of his throat.

"Why do you want to join you, my boss?" Arthur saw the direction of the other person's eyes and immediately understood something. Could it be because he attracted the attention of these guys when fighting in the Colosseum? But I also participated, it why don't you look at me

The three-headed bird killer seemed to have noticed Arthur's thoughts, and then sneered: "Just now is actually a test for me from the organization. Judging from the reaction just now, only your so-called boss meets our requirements. How about joining us?”

Alex was still standing calmly at this time, watching the other party extending an olive branch to him, "What will happen if you don't agree?"

Rocket Raccoon thought that Alex would agree. After all, if he really owned the Three-Headed Bird Organization's brand, he would definitely be able to walk sideways in the universe in the future. After all, whoever dares to mess with any of their members would be equivalent to fighting with the entire The killer organization is against him, so this is definitely a very prestigious profession, even though he is a notorious killer.

The killer didn't seem to expect that the other party would refuse so easily. After being stunned for a few seconds, he organized his words and said again, "Well, it's okay if you don't join us, and we won't go after you specifically. After all, we cherish talents very much. , if you are willing in the future, you can contact us at any time, our senior management is very interested in you."

The purple-skinned killer tried to show a dry smile, maybe the word smile was already unfamiliar to him, and at the same time he took out a delicate card from his arms. If I want to chat with more like-minded people about the true story of murder in the Marvel world, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, talk about life, and find close friends~

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