Marvel: I have unlimited hero cards

"Buy your life? What are you talking about?"

Stark looked at the big boy in front of him with a strange expression, risking his life?

Just kidding, the man in front of me has a nuclear reactor and a whip with extremely strong current, but he can even cut off metal sheets easily.

Mercer is unarmed, how could he be dealt with.

"Kid, this is no joke. His target is me. You still have time to leave now."

After saying that, he hesitated for a while, then stood up and walked to Mercer to block him.

He didn't know why he did this. Maybe he began to regard himself as a superhero in his heart, a superhero who sacrificed for ordinary people.

Looking at the man standing in front of him, Mercer was slightly moved. People said that with his mortal body, he was as good as a god.

The last snap of the fingers really touched many Marvel fans.

But in the early days, Stark was very rude and arrogant, so Mercer was a little surprised to see Stark standing in front of him.

"For the sake of coming forward, I'll give you a half discount this time."

Mercer said. After speaking, he looked at the whip lock again and said.

"Kneel down and sing Conquest, and I can spare your life."

When these words came out, both Whiplock and Stark were stunned, because Mercer used pure Russian. It didn't look like an outsider had learned it at all, but he was a native Russian speaker.

"What a joke!"

When the whip locks his right palm, the high-power electric current fills the slender whip in his hand, and the wrist turns to drive the arm, and it is slammed towards Moser's face.

Seeing Whip Lock suddenly take action, everyone around felt their hearts tightening. Oh no!

Stark could only watch helplessly as the whip gradually approached Moser, his clenched fist, and his nails pierced into his palm.

At the same time, I hated myself for not being able to develop a more convenient armor.

If it could be worn at any time, this situation would not happen now, watching others die in front of oneself.

Stark, who is full of grief and hatred,

Just as Stark was condemning himself in his heart, Moser sighed softly in his ear.

In the next second, a very light wind sound was heard, and a breeze blew by.

When Stark opened his eyes again, the pain he imagined did not come. He looked forward and his pupils shrank instantly.

I saw that the whip lock still maintained the swinging posture of his right arm, but the forearm above his right arm had disappeared.

On the ground, a severed arm lay quietly there, holding a whip full of electricity in the palm of his hand.

"my hand!"

It took about ten seconds for the whip lock to react, and he cried out in pain while clutching his broken arm.

Waves of heartbreaking pain instantly shot through his arm, spreading throughout his body and violently impacting his senses. Is that forearm his own? !

Stark's eyes widened, and he suddenly turned to look at Moser, who was beside him holding a black long knife in his hand at some point.

It was a long knife that was entirely pitch black, with dark red pointed lines all over the blade. It had a restrained edge when held in Mercer's hand.

"This...did you do this?" Stark said.

Although the meaning of the words is to ask, but the demeanor and expression are full of disbelief.

He looked at the knife in Moser's hand. There was no blood on the blade, and the blood did not stain the blade. What a good knife!

Being able to keep blood from staining the blade is not only a good sword technique, but the strength of the weapon is also extraordinary.

More importantly, Stark didn't realize when Mercer made the move at all!

Stark recalled the question Mercer asked himself earlier.

How much money!

He is really capable of helping himself solve the whip lock!

"One hand is just a small punishment, and the next knife will kill you."

Moser held the blade under the knife with his left hand, and in an instant, a penetrating aura spread across the audience.

Not only the two people in the field, but also the surrounding spectators felt that an invisible hand was strangling their necks.

This oppressive momentum is not frightened by surprise for a moment, but a real breathless,

"This is... murderous?"

Stark, who was closest to Mercer, naturally felt the murderous intent immediately.

He swallowed hard, the expression on his face was not only surprised, but also filled with...fear.

This kind of terrifying murderous aura is like the only person who walked out of the mountain of corpses. Just the look in his eyes can make people unable to move.

The moment he felt it, the pressure on his body immediately decreased, and he looked at the chain not far away, whose face was still full of shock and discomfort.

It was obvious that the murderous aura in Mercer still existed, and it could actually target someone. Such ethereal things were not something ordinary people could cultivate.

"Where did you come from, pretending to be a ghost! I know, there must be a sniper near you, right? It was the sniper who broke my arm!"

Whip Suo couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe that the young man in front of him did it to break his forearm.

Even he himself didn't believe what he said.

The cuts on his arm were smooth and flat, as if they had been cut off with a sharp instrument.

If it were a hot weapon like a sniper rifle, his arm would be broken directly, and half of his body might be blown away. It is impossible to have such a flat wound.

"Remember its name, Black Knife, Qiu Shui, you are lucky to die under its knife."

The last cut, the blade was unsheathed.

Crack.

There was a soft sound, which was the sound of the knife being sheathed.

Moser looked at the suddenly quiet whip chain in front of him with a smile on his face. Countless thin lines suddenly appeared on the latter's body, and the blood seemed to have not reacted, and it took more than ten seconds to seep out of the thin blood lines.

At this time, the body finally couldn't hold back, and the blood directly broke through the body, making the whip lock instantly turn into a bloody blood man, which was extremely terrifying.

This scene stimulated most of the people present. Everyone, including Stark, did not see what happened.

Even Stark, who was closest to Mercer, only reacted when he heard the soft sound of Mercer withdrawing his knife.

A coin suddenly appeared in Moser's hand, he flicked his fingers, and the coin hit the whip lock.

Any impact from a foreign object, even a slight one, would cause these long-separated limbs to explode and turn into pieces.

It caused everyone present to scream, and even Stark felt a little nauseous when he saw this scene.

On the other hand, Mercer was indifferent to the bloody scene in front of him.

He didn't make any moves, just simply drew his sword and slashed.

With his own physical body alone, the saber skills he exhibited have surpassed that of human beings, and ordinary people can't even notice that he has made a move.

This kind of physical strength would not exist if the Infinity Gems were simply installed on equipment such as Infinity Gloves.

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My mother is hospitalized, and I can't leave recently, so I really don't have time to code.