Marvel middlemen

Chapter 8 008. Tactical retreat 2
At this time, above the safe house of Chief Braised Egg, the entire block was destroyed and only some ruins remained. From time to time, some injured people crawled out of the collapsed house, and two huge monsters fought back and forth in the block, from time to time Grab the wall blocks or electric poles on the ground and smash them at the opponent.

"Hulk! Smash!"

The big green monster grabbed Nick Fury's high-end car on the ground and smashed it over. The monster on the opposite side had hideous bones, its joints were covered with bones, and the spine on its back protruded. It didn't look like a good thing.

"Things without brains, that's all you can do? A trash with no strength but no skills at all."

Hate that any random dodge caused Hulk's attack to miss, and then he charged up, punched Hulk, and threw out a punch. The whole body twisted up, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"It's not over yet, little trash."

Hate grabbed one of Hulk's hands, threw it over his shoulder and slammed Hulk to the ground, then picked up a broken telegraph pole, aimed at the stupefied Hulk's head, and was about to stab it.

boom---
An explosive arrow shot at the head of the abomination. Although it didn't hurt it, it angered it fiercely: "Damn trash, a trash that is only suitable for shooting arrows in the dark, dare to provoke me, you want to die!"

After speaking, he sprinted towards the direction of the archery.

Just after it left, Nick Fury got out from the ruins, looked at Hulk lying on the ground, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent a message, and then left quickly, I am definitely not the director People who are greedy for life and afraid of death, um, definitely not, this is called a tactical retreat, just now he glanced with his invincible dog eyes and knew the depth of these two monsters, but now he has no weapons at hand, so he can only "forced" tactics Sexual retreat.

Li Mo, who was having a big dinner party in Tony’s villa, vibrated his phone. Li Mo, who was having dinner, didn’t care about it. He and Tony were fighting each other for Coke. I have never missed the fat house happy water!

Dididi. The transaction task has been forwarded, and the task generation is being released.
In the New World Trade Center, there are people coming and going, stalls in various worlds, and there are all sorts of strange things on it. There is an endless stream of people coming in and out through the dark space passage. In a building with a warhead on the door plate, Many combat powerhouses from all over the world sit here, some lie down and read a book, some keep stirring a cup of coffee, but all of them pay attention to the task release screen in the middle of the building without exception.

Ding Dong!

The task posting screen refreshed with a new task.
"My, my, give me this task. I haven't exercised for a long time, so I have to give it to me, right?"

"The young man is not good enough, but his tone is not small. Why do you have to let you? The old man is old and frail, so you understand how to respect the old and love the young?"

"Fuck you, Yilao sells the old ones to the master, I took this task, don't be a BB."

"Why are you arguing, don't you all read the mission notes?"
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Limit tasks -
If the world level is below level 3, the strength cannot exceed the minimum value of level 4. It is strictly forbidden to use anti-star weapons, and it is limited to people with martial arts, superpowers, and mind power. Those who are not among them cannot receive tasks. -
cut.
All the people waiting in the hall spoke at the same time, all speechless about this task, it's fine to limit the strength, but also to limit the system, if they are scattered, they should do whatever they want.

At the headquarters of New World Express Company, in the staff dormitory building, room 900, a person rushed in at this time.

"Brother, I got an extra money task, and I'll give you 10 coins. What do you say? Do you want to do it?"

A man in armor with a single ponytail spoke excitedly, but the other people in the room ignored him, some played games, some chatted on mobile phones, this reaction turned the melon skin that rushed in into a fool.

"Brothers, you must trust me this time, the mission is limited, it's not difficult to fight! 10, don't you feel tempted?"

The person lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone started talking, and the moment he opened his mouth, it was a silent blow:

"You said Nima, Chrysanthemum Letter, last time it was also a restricted mission, but you misunderstood it, what others require is world level 2, and the lowest level of strength is 3rd, you think that the strength cannot exceed the lowest level of 3rd, You insisted that you could fight, but in the end, the face-slashing person was wiped out before seeing it. Playing Nima, should you go to the world of eyes for a change with your dog eyes?

Xin Zhao, who was being scolded, touched his head, walked to the game playing side and sat down in embarrassment, trying to persuade him: "Brother, what should I say, last time it was really an accident, and I didn't think about it, just the day before All night, when I passed by the war department, I glanced at it, and I just picked up a mission, anyway, we still have such a long shift, why don't we just do this ticket? Brother!"

call---
The elder brother who was playing the game took a deep breath of cigarettes, and faced Xin Zhao's face with a breath of second-hand smoke. The strong smell forced Xin Zhao to leave the side. The elder brother who watched him sneered, flicked the cigarette ash, and drank the lipstick Then the cow said:
"Chrysanthemum, you have to know how we were wiped out by the group last time, I don't care, at least there is a whole body, Jiawen will be miserable, cut across, and the face is directly pasted on his little brother , I have been autistic for a long time before recovering, now you tell us that you believe in you? I would rather let the next door say that my combat power is not inferior to his, and I am ashamed at home. At any rate, only a few people know that you have a live broadcast of your fucking missions Yeah, I’m so fucked, now whether it’s the logistics department or the war department, even our courier department has people laughing at us, a mission? What a fart!”

Xin Zhao had nothing to say when he was refuted, it was indeed his fault last time, and the brothers were laughed at for a long time as a result, the iron brat is really bad, but this time it is different!

"Brothers! This time the task was transferred from the boss. Have you forgotten Article 666 of the employee handbook? Don't be afraid if you have the boss! This time you will win for sure! After completing this ticket, go to the game hall for a night, what? explain?"

The boss who is playing games can't sit still, what?The task of the boss?Even those who chatted on the mobile phone on the bed came over.

"Show us the mission, I want to see the mission information with my own eyes!"
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Limit tasks -
Reward 10, team points increase——
If the world level is below Tier 3, the strength cannot exceed the minimum level of Tier 4. It is strictly forbidden to use anti-star weapons. It is limited to people with martial arts, superpowers, and mind power. Those who are not among them cannot receive tasks, and there is special insurance. -
"Damn it." X2
The boss shook his hand, and the cigarette fell directly on the ground. Jiawen on the bed had already started to put on his clothes. Isn't it delicious after doing this?
"Let's get started, this ticket must be won, done! Brothers, put on your gear and go."

Sorry comrades, I can only hang up this time, you must understand, right?The boss shut down the game silently, put on his clothes rustlingly, and picked up his weapon. The three of them checked it carefully, and felt that there was nothing missing.
(End of this chapter)