Dr. Night mixed with Marvel

Michael picked up a bench and walked over.

"Congressman, right?"

"I made you a member of parliament. I made you a member of the parliament. Did I give you face?"

"I'm Nima."

"Fucking shit."

Michael worked hard to control the force. As long as the chair was not broken, it meant that the force did not exceed the standard and was still within the tolerance of the human body. He controlled the angle and did not hit any weak points of the human body.

After fighting for a long time, the two congressmen were already bruised and swollen.

Michael handed the nearly falling apart chair to Felicia and said, "Would you like to give her a few blows to vent your anger?"

Felicia sheepishly took the bench and walked over.

"No."

the MP begged.

"I'll just hit you."

Felicia swung the bench towards the congressman's head, knocking him unconscious.

She looked at the congressman in horror, and then said to Michael: "Did I beat him to death?"

"It's okay, I can't die."

Michael could hear a clear heartbeat, so there was nothing wrong with it.

I originally wanted to interrogate him, but now it seems that there is no need for it.

When Felicia heard that she was not dead, she ran over and kicked her in the crotch, causing Congressman Stan to wake up from the pain on the spot.

Felicia also yelled angrily: "Asshole, go back and rape your mother."

Michael felt hurt for him.

"That Michael, I'm sorry for you."

"It's ok."

Michael heard footsteps approaching and immediately protected Felicia behind him.

"someone is coming."

A group of men walked over, led by the bartender.

Lexis was very angry. Someone was causing trouble in his factory. It was so audacious.

Seeing that the visitor was unkind, Michael drew a portal and threw Felicia into it.

"Wait for me at ease."

Felicia landed on a comfortable big bed, got up and saw that this was Michael's room.

This made her unable to help but feel a little shy, and there was also a hint of expectation and nervousness in her heart.

She came to the floor-to-ceiling window on the side. There was a chair and a small round table. On the table was unfinished red wine and an unfinished book.

She poured herself some, then picked up the book and opened it.

There were some strange things recorded on it. She was very confused after reading it. She could only read it as a mythical novel, but the magic circle on it was very interesting.

Michael looked at Chrysis and said, "Are you in charge here?"

Chrysis had already learned Michael's name from his subordinates.

"Yes, my name is Chrysis. I didn't know that Dr. Dark Night was here, but I missed him from afar."

Michael smiled, is this person ignorant?Or fearless?

"You're so polite."

Michael adjusted his suit, and then said: "But unfortunately, I won't beat you to death just because you are polite."

"Arrogant, do you think you are powerful?"

"It's more than enough to deal with you guys."

Lexis couldn't hold back anymore, revealing her sharp fangs and claws, turning into an afterimage and pounced on Michael.

But Michael saw his movements clearly.

When he sprints, he uses his hands to assist, just like a feline running.

"interesting."

This speed has exceeded the reaction limit of ordinary people.

But who was Michael? He ducked sideways, rounded his palm, and slapped Chrysis in the face.

谷欘

The sound of the slap was extremely clear and incompatible with the dark and silent night. Anyone who heard it felt a dull pain in the face.

This was indeed the case. Chrysis's entire face was beaten to pieces by Michael, and he lay on the ground in an exaggerated posture.

Michael looked at the splashing blood beads with a hint of longing.

He swallowed and looked at Chrysis again.

The facial bones were broken, the teeth were missing, and the neck was twisted in an abnormal posture. It must have been broken.

Even so, Chrysis is still alive and grabs Michael.

Michael was a little careless and didn't have time to dodge, so he was caught with a bloody trace.

"not dead?"

Michael didn't pay much attention to the injury on his chest.

Although his body has not reached the level of Deadpool's regeneration from severed limbs, it is comparable to that of half a Wolverine.

The wound healed quickly without leaving any scars, but the suit was torn, which is a bit unforgivable. This is a limited edition.

Chrysis looked at Michael and said: "You are more powerful than I thought, but you underestimate the ability of our advanced vampires."

Michael curled his lips in disdain. He was a high-level vampire. Vampires are just vampires. What nonsense are they talking about with so many bells and whistles?

"Tell me what else you can do."

Chrysis returned to his companion, bit his throat and drained his blood.

Soon, Chrysis returned to his original appearance, even his bones grew back.

interesting.

Powerful self-healing ability. If you can eat blood, your self-healing ability can be increased several times.

After Chrysis recovered, he said fervently: "Our noble vampires are immortal creatures. No matter what you do, you can't kill me."

Michael smiled and said, "Really? I want to give it a try."

The next moment, Michael appeared directly next to Clesis, punched him in the stomach, and then knocked several other people to the ground.

All of them were seriously injured, but they didn't die.

Michael smiled and said, "If your head is crushed, can you still survive?"

Chrysis looked at Michael's devilish smile and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Wait a moment."

Michael didn't stop, but stepped on it without any hesitation.

Only it wasn't Chrysis who was stepped on, but the bartender.

The bartender's head was like a broken watermelon, red and white splattered all over the floor.

Michael said with disgust: "This melon doesn't stay ripe."

Seeing Michael's understatement, Chrysis became even more frightened.

"We can discuss anything."

Michael ignored him, but looked at his dirty suit pants. He couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable, and immediately used a little magic to clean them up.

Just now, looking at the bartender's confusion, he actually felt a hint of appetite.

how to say?

He seemed to have a special feeling for this group of vampires.

After seeing their flesh and blood, the body became a little excited.

Michael even wondered if he had been watching too many American TV series recently, and he had become a bit Hannibal-like.

Looking at the bartender's lifeless body, Michael said helplessly: "Don't they all say that the weak point of a vampire is the heart?"

Then he looked at Chrysis and said with a sudden realization: "I understand, those movies were made by you. Of course you will not tell your real weaknesses."

Michael stabs a vampire through the heart with the Mind Staff, but he doesn't die immediately.

It's just that vampires heal the heart much slower than other places.

But this further confirmed Michael's suspicion.

"You are so cunning."

In the narration of movies and stories, the weaknesses of vampires are heart, garlic, cross, holy water, silver bullets, etc. I don’t know how many of them are true or false.

Michael ignored their wailings and stabbed the vampires' hearts many times. Eventually, the vampires lost their ability to heal and died.

"It seems that I have misunderstood you. Your heart is indeed a weakness of yours."