Dark Savages Come To the United States

Chapter 469: The accident or the story depends on who the protagonist is.

"I really didn't expect you to be so 'approachable'?"

Nick Fury teased that Cole was better at dealing with the other old guys, which was what he heard from Steve and the others.

He knew what these ancestors looked like one by one.

"We are not a completely closed ethnic group. At that time, many people would always come to our homeland, and of course we would also go outside."

As he spoke, Cole lifted Hidden Peak's Fury from Talic's back, and Talic would not be injured.

This little power would probably make him shut up for a while.

As for whether it will be targeted after the fact?

Now among the three ancestors, Kahn has the final say.

If Tariq had any complaints, Kahn would probably be happy to tell him about physics.

And the relationship between Cole and Kahn is still very good, at least they have eaten together...

Barbarians also talk about human relationships and worldly relationships, as long as they don't violate any morality and bottom line.

At least now the guy who goes against the common perception of the ancestors is that somewhat paranoid Tarik.

And Talic already knew what Cole meant, but he was still doing the most boring kind of attempt.

"I said, you really don't intend to be a hero?"

Talic murmured twice, then turned over and lay on the ground. He himself knew that this was a question that would be rejected 10,000 times if asked 10,000 times.

Just gotta try...

Taking precautions before they happen is the most effective way to defend. He is just, able to be more ruthless than other ancestors.

Frank turned his head and glanced at Tariq, then followed Cole directly.

After the figures of Frank and Nick Fury completely disappeared from his sight, Kelick walked over slowly.

"Guardian, do you really have such a hard heart?"

Colick's words were not without sarcasm.

"At least a little firmer than you, and a little colder."

Tariq twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and stroked his beard.

Korrick is sometimes kind and ridiculous, but when he fights, he is so violent that the demons will tremble.

Everyone is a complicated guy, but Korrick is probably the only one with such a contradiction.

"That young man whose heart is almost filled with fear is still planning three waves of fear? If it weren't for Diablo's existence, I would probably approve of his approach. Only by fearing the consequences can people become less annoying."

Talic still said a few more words, this kind of thing was something that Maddock had to consider before. But now it seems that only he can take over these responsibilities.

As he said, the Guardian is always harder than Klick's heart.

Korrick was silent for a while before slowly saying: "I don't know how many years of ideological struggle, what's the point of you mentioning it now? Anyway, we can't let hopeful boys become slaves of fear. "

"Ha! Then you should have killed him in the first place! Don't say that Diablo in your eyes would be stupid enough to let that kid go, I don't want to deal with a corrupted man like Nihlathak. savages."

Talic's seemingly frivolous words, coupled with that old face full of vicissitudes, made Kelic not knowing what to say for a while.

"We're all scared, but thanks for the courage."

Korlick concluded, albeit vaguely.

"Thank you for your courage? It's better to thank a hammer! Nephalem's body can contain all power, negative or positive. Impris is an idiot, and so is Auriel! And Ytherael and Inarius As for Tyrael and Malthael, those two are bastards!"

Talick was a little nagging, and Kelick sat directly beside him.

"If they're all idiots and assholes, then you're the biggest idiot and asshole."

"Yes! I'm the biggest idiot! The biggest bastard! Even though I bear the title of the head of the three ancestors, I need that idiot Maddock to make up my mind about everything! I'm like a display that just presses the OK button! "

"Then did you press the OK button this time?"

Korlick patted Talick on the chest.

"This time, I haven't pressed it yet."

...

Matthew finally woke up from the coma, the surrounding environment changed a little, he didn't know where he was for a moment.

But the breath that belonged to Luke around him made him feel at ease immediately.

"Is this back in New York?"

Matthew rubbed his head, and the experience of being swept away by the aura was not a good experience.

At least his head is still a little dizzy now. Killer Monkey was jumping around on his chest, and it looked like Killer Monkey was happy to be back in New York.

"I need to find a qualified prey, but after thinking about it, I don't know where to look."

Luke sat cross-legged on the floor, rubbing the Star War helmet in his arms.

Anyway, it's very empty right now, and that feeling of having a goal but not knowing where to start is really bad.

But this is obviously not what Matthew wants to hear, but he still responds to Luke's words well.

"Then I'll congratulate you for your ancestor's approval, and your wedding date is almost set."

Matthew said so.

He has long known what tests Luke needs to face if he wants to get married. Now that he has reached the stage where qualified prey is used as a trophy, everything will be smooth.

"Your lawyer's license hasn't been revoked yet? I want to ask where should I go to register if I want to marry Jessica?"

Luke smiled, but Matthew couldn't see.

But Matthew could feel that Luke was a lot happier.

"The Holy Mountain of Harrogath, go to the sculpture of the three ancestors to pray?"

"No, you should tell me to bring my and Jessica's identification, such as a driver's license or something, to register with the Civil Affairs Bureau. You almost forgot that you are a lawyer."

Luke shoved the Starship helmet in his hand into his backpack and stood up.

"Where are you going?"

Matthew asked in a daze, obviously he hadn't woken up yet. Killer Monkey tugged at Matthew's hair and didn't seem to care about these things.

"Go to Rumlow and ask if there are any super villains who need me to fight. S.H.I.E.L.D. is better informed, otherwise when will I get married like a big luck?"

Luke pouted, picked up the leather coat hanging on the wall and went straight out. He already knew the location of S.H.I.E.L.D., and if he went directly to the door, he should be able to get news of Rumlow, but it was just a less important purpose.

Although it would be more convenient to teleport directly, he didn't want to reminisce with Rumlow, he just wanted to get information about S.H.I.E.L.D.

"How did I get back to New York, Luke!?"

Matthew finally realized this question, asked a little hastily, and slipped the killer monkey off his head.

"Lea brought you here. I'm just staying with you for a while. To prevent you from being attacked by the ninjas who got out of the corner. Are those ninjas in the hand union a good enough prey?"

Luke turned his head and asked.

Matthew pondered for a while and said, "Those are guys who can't even match your skin, do you think they are good enough?"

"Anyway, I am idle. As long as those guys are not extinct, it is reasonable for me to do something good."

After Luke finished speaking, he left the hut directly.

This is Matthew's safe house, his own safe house hasn't been built yet.

But he can live in the blacksmith shop in Bourkesso. Anyway, he is an apprentice at the blacksmith shop, so living in the place of work is not lazy, right?

Matthew stared blankly at the front, and it took a long time before he remembered something important.

"No, you just said that Leah brought me here? Where is Leah now?"

Although the question has been exported, there is no answer from Luke.

And now Leah is looking at the streets of New York with curious eyes. Whether it is bright or dirty, it is something new to Leah.

Cars, buildings, and hurried pedestrians are all interesting.

As for getting lost?

That doesn't matter, the big deal is a portal thing.

Wandering aimlessly is also a habit of the Nephalems. From this end to the other, it is just wandering around.

It sounds like a homeless person, but you can't tell everyone that you are relying on killing demons to get the money you need to survive, right?

Perhaps if the capitalists in this world knew that they could obtain gold coins by killing demons, they would probably form an armed force and rush directly into the burning hell.

The inexhaustible demon is the inexhaustible precious metal and all kinds of gems full of power!

New energy, resource exhaustion? Who would worry about these things when there are demons?

If demons can be raised in captivity, it would be no problem for humans to declare that the demons are the saviors of the world.

With its own high-temperature blood, it can create ice magic, and it can even regenerate!

There is no better livestock than this!

In fact, human beings are always above and above, especially in the face of interests.

Leah walked and walked into a small alley that looked a little "dangerous".

This place is a high accident area, but whether it is an accident or a story, it depends on who the protagonist is.

Like Leah, at least they won't fall victim to ordinary accidents.

Leah watched the manhole cover on the ground keep beating, and after jumping twice, a strong male covered with scales climbed out.

It can be seen that his condition is not very good.

There seem to be gunshot wounds and scars cleaved by an axe on his body, and some dark wounds after being burned can also be seen.

The killer crocodile, after a period of multiple transformations of prey and hunter identities, he finally killed the broken-brained guy in the middle of the night.

The ghost knows where that thing came from and the courage to plunge into the sewers to fight the killer crocodile.

Of course Killer Crocodile didn't know it was because the Prius's blood just fell into Midnight's mouth.

The blood of courage is not something that a guy of Midnight's level can digest in a short period of time.

And it is only natural that the power of the voodooman is not very competitive in the face of the blood of courage.

Leah looked at this guy with burning eyes.

Judging from her extensive knowledge of demons, the guy in front of her should be included in the category of human beings.

But she had never seen such a person.

Out of curiosity and trust in her own strength, Leah decided to say hello to the other party.

The first human friend, the beginning of a new life, maybe a good one?

"Hello, I'm Leah."

Leah greeted directly, but did not explain her identity in detail.

Because now she herself doesn't know how to introduce herself.

The daughter of Aidan the Dark Wanderer, the granddaughter of Skeletron King Leoric, the granddaughter of Deckard Cain, the daughter of Diablo, the barbarian with the blood of Bulkeshor?

It seems a little wrong to introduce it like this...

It's impossible for Diablo to consider himself Leoric's son, although Leoric might happily admit it...

"You, aren't you afraid of me?"

Killer Crocodile was a little surprised by Leah's unreasonable greeting to the somewhat passive Killer Crocodile.

"Why should I be afraid of you? By the way, what's your name?"

Leah asked with a little excitement.

The killer crocodile has an aura of confusion, good man? The killer crocodile is totally irrelevant.

But if it's a bad guy, this guy doesn't seem to be bad in any way.

Originally, he only used violence to get what he deserved, but his hands were also stained with the blood of innocents.

The most important point is that he really eats people... at least he has the idea of ​​eating people. Especially since this cannibalistic rumor became one of his culprits, he kept thinking about whether to eat raw people. ①

As for fear of killer crocodiles? How can the strong fear the weak?

Leah is not defenseless.

Her hand has been put into the backpack, and she can draw out a hand crossbow or an axe at any time to kill the guy in front of her.

It's just that other people can't understand the action of taking out the backpack.

At least now Leia looks like a harmless little white rabbit, but she was also an existence who could fight demons with a hand crossbow.

It's just not that powerful.

"Wellen, um, Wellen Jones, my name."

Killer Crocodile even had to think hard to remember his name from the corners of his chaotic memory.

I don't know how many years no one has asked his name, and even he is about to forget his name is Waylon Jones.

Leah smiled: "Is there any fun here? I'm going to see the world."

Leah didn't plan to become good friends with Killer Crocodile when they first met.

It would be nice to be able to exchange names with each other.

"I don't know, but I don't think the world is fun at all."

Killer Crocodile feels a little dry in his eyes~www.NovelMTL.com~ He needs tears to moisten his eyes.

Although he is not a crocodile, he doesn't care about disguising himself as a crocodile.

"Then good luck and hope you can find your true self. Also, don't look into the shadows of hell, because you will always see the look back."

Leah said this, and the holy figure of Tyrael of the year flashed in her mind.

Some of the talk of **** is gone.

Leah waved her hand, then turned and left the narrow alley.

It looks like this is a less-than-stellar story rather than a tragic accident.

Of course, if there is an accident, the tragic one should be the killer crocodile.

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