Transformers in comics

Chapter 187 You treat me like a monkey
Nepal, near the Himalayas, has been very uneven recently.

Many people know that a ruthless character came here, ignoring the local indigenous forces, and many people were killed by this guy.

Moreover, when many people died, they couldn't even keep the whole body, which was extremely tragic.You can often see the corpses of those little ruffians who show off their might in the alleys, these people who people dare not provoke, have died silently in some alleys.

"Have you heard of Karma Taj?"

"No……"

Donnie sighed, strangled him to death, turned and walked towards the other dwarf. His tall and muscular body gave him a great sense of oppression in front of these people.

No matter how weak Downey was, he was still a third-level life form. For these ordinary people, there was a difference in the essence of life, which was enough to form a crush on the genetic level.

"Have you heard of Karma Taj?" Downey continued to ask.

The only person left was forced to the corner, looked at the miserable death of his companions around him, with tears and snot streaming down his face, his mind was broken, and he wailed loudly.

"Have you heard of Karma Taj?" Donnie asked again patiently.

"There is no Karma Taj here! I have lived here since I was a child, and I have never heard of Karma Taj! I beg you, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have robbed you, please let me go... "

Click!

"You beg me, who am I going to beg? Who should I beg those who were robbed by you in the past?"

Downey sighed and looked up at the sky helplessly.

Because of the terrain, the clouds in the sky appear extremely low, as if they can be grasped by reaching out; the sky without any industrial pollution covers the edge of the cold snowfield with azure blue.

Nepal is located at the southern foot of the Himalayas. It is a small and poor country with a poor economy and a small population. The country is still in such an embarrassing position that it cannot develop even if it wants to.

The people are poor, and those who come to enjoy the snow and travel naturally become the best fat sheep.

Grabbing one is counting as one. If you can't grab it, you just apologize on the spot, smile away your grudges, and turn your head to continue searching for the next target.

Donnie's temper is not used to this group of garbage, he can kill one by one, until he kills everyone, he will naturally feel at ease, and no one will come to snatch him again.

He doesn't have the time to engage in the idea of ​​catching people alive, earnestly educating them, and persuading people to be good.

Kill all the scum, and naturally there will be no redundant problems.

His originally impetuous heart also became peaceful in this killing.He is not the son of Dr. Strange's plane, nor is he a person who was deliberately released by Kama Taj after learning magic and regaining health. He was used to hang Dr. Strange whose hands were disabled.

Finding Karma Taj is a huge problem.

During this period of time, he killed 61 people, two of them were mutants, and they were all well-known local small groups, doing some bad business and business.Donnie doesn't feel bad for killing this kind of scum.

Many poor people were indirectly saved by Downey, and they are grateful to Downey, but at the same time, they have great fear.

A month has passed, and he has been repeating a similar process, looking for people, asking directions, killing people, and the scumbags who can't answer have only one end, all of them die.

"Grumbling..."

A teenager ran over, passed Donnie, and rushed into the alley. Seeing the corpses all over the ground, he wept bitterly. He rushed forward and hugged the last corpse that begged for mercy, and looked at Donnie with unforgettable hatred in his eyes.

Downey stood quietly without saying a word, with his back to the sun and the blue sky. Under the sunlight, he cast a long shadow on the ground. Where the shadow spread, it became a darkness covering the light. The darkness approached slowly, and was about to swallow the young man as well, and let out a ferocious smile.

This boy is about fourteen or fifteen years old. His skin is rough, which is related to the knife-like wind on the plateau. His face is slightly immature, with a little plateau red, and some messy hair. He ran over before he had time to clean it up. up.

"You shouldn't have come running over, let alone looking at me like that." Donnie stood quietly at the entrance of the alley, covering up the little sunlight that was left.

Every time he took a step closer, the shadow extended from his body spread a little, making the darkness more diffuse, eating up more light, and finally covering the narrow alley.

The wind is howling, mixed with a little snowflakes. On the plateau, the most terrifying thing is not the low temperature, but the strong wind that is sharper than a knife. Every time it blows to the face, it cuts the skin severely.

Downey walked over, stretched out his hand, grabbed the boy, and lifted him up from the ground.

The young man struggled with punches and kicks, with a flash of ecstasy and relief in his eyes, he slipped a small knife from his sleeve, and stabbed Donnie straight, his movements were fierce and precise, and he had a decisiveness that adults did not possess.

A teenage guy who has already mastered the killing skills very skillfully, every movement is precise, without the slightest tremor, and has a ruthless heart.

However, the boy's expression froze, the knife stabbed Downey's body, and he remained motionless.Downey's body, even a pistol bullet can be hardened, let alone a knife?
"In the future, the earth will be plunged into endless war and chaos. Among ordinary people, people like you will definitely survive to the end." Downey was somewhat surprised, with admiration in his tone.

Slowly exerting force with his hand, the boy's neck was pinched little by little, and it became smaller and smaller. As long as it reached a small range, his neck would fall off.

A familiar voice suddenly came, it was the sound of countless sparks colliding with each other, making a sound.

The spell exclusive to Karma Taj that Downey had been thinking about day and night finally appeared.The person who watched secretly finally couldn't help but jumped out.

"Stop it, you villain!"

A circle of sparks suddenly appeared in front of Downey, and the circle of light moved slowly, quickly passing the boy.Someone wants to send the boy away directly.

However, Downey's expression was cold and hard, and he didn't intend to let go at all. He just watched the aperture shift with cold eyes. As long as the opponent slightly shrinks the portal, he can use the power of space to cut off his arm.

At the same time, he rescued the young man who was about to be strangled to death by him.

Donnie choked tightly, refusing to let go at all.

"I have been looking for you for a long time, for more than a month, and I believe that you, as a supervisor, cannot fail to notice my actions... But you just treat me like a monkey, just watching a monkey show Doesn’t it feel good? In the eyes of noble mages, a superpower user with a little reputation in the outside world is just a monkey who fights for others, this must be a sense of accomplishment, right?”

"But it's a pity that I have never had a good temper. In my opinion, you are not as good as a monkey."

"What do you want? Let go of that child!" The mage suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He manipulated the portal and shrank a little bit, trying to force Donnie to let go, otherwise he might lose it. an arm.

"What are you doing? Don't you know very well, what I did was treated as a monkey show by you before, but this time it's just a different object..."

Downey dragged the young man in front of him. The moment he left the aperture, in front of the well-dressed mage, he pressed the young man's head with the other hand and twisted it a little bit. In the middle, it was twisted!

Click!

(End of this chapter)