Stand User in Marvel Universe - Chapter 838

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Because he had considered this possibility before he broke out, he took the risk to seize the boss of these people, that is, disfiguring the man, and letting others cast a jerk.

After all, in his cognitive world, this approach should work.

But then it made him unexpected that something incredible happened.

"Hey, boss, how do you say?" Just now the fat man suddenly pulled out of his pocket a remote control that was exactly the same as the one destroyed by Spider-Man.

And it's not just him. Many people behind him have come up with the same thing.

The disfiguring man did not lie to Peter, what he said was true, even the scene before him had long been expected.

"Haha! Remember what I said when I found you! Blow them to death!" The disfigured male's painful face was distorted, coupled with the horrible disfigured face of the child to stop crying. But his heart was filled with endless twisted pleasure!

Threat?

He didn't even want to get out of here alive today!

As for these people, they are not his subordinates, it's just the ‘Taoyou’ he found ‘like-minded’ who wants to avenge Spider-Man!

Even if he spoke to let them go and let Spider-Man and his little girlfriend go, these people would never agree.

"Okay! It is worthy of being the boss! You go well all the way, you will not be lonely below."

After saying this with bloodthirsty eyes, the fat man will press the switch on his hand to detonate the bomb on MJ!

Peter had been completely stunned just now, and he wondered how it turned out like this?

Don't these people care about the death of their boss?

He was a little confused for a while!

But when he saw that fat man was about to detonate the bomb, he still reacted, and then the subconscious spray spider silk destroyed the remote control on the fat man's hand.

However, this approach cannot solve the problem at all!

"Still thinking of resistance? Brothers! Blow me to death!" The fat man shrugged and shouted.

Then I saw at least ten people excited to press the switch to detonate the bomb!

At this moment, Peter was desperate. With so many people, he couldn't shoot all the remote control devices in their hands at once.

And this time is not enough for him to rescue MJ and dismantle the bomb.

The only thing he can do now is to give up, give up MJ, and at his speed, he can hide in a safe place before the explosion.

How to do?

Then he saw the absolute look in MJ's eyes.

At the point of life and death, MJ's heart was not despair, but wanted Peter to drop her hope to escape alone!

It is better to die alone than two people!

And this disfigured man was buried with her, worth it!

Only if Peter survives will someone avenge her.

At this moment, MJ was very calm, but with some regrets, they have been dating for a few days, and many things have not been experienced. If she had realized her heart earlier, perhaps there would be no such regret.

"Woohoo! (Come on!) Woo! (Go!)"

MJ struggled like crazy.

Peter seemed to understand what she wanted to express, but he chose to stay, "I won't give up, I will die together."

"Woohoo ... (idiot!)"

Just then, the remote control device on one's hand really pressed!

but...

Nothing happened!

Because time is frozen!

"Smash ... Varudo!"

Dior sighed as he opened the door and watched the farce inside.

Then he walked to Peter step by step, first put the goods on MJ's body directly into the corner, and then with a strong hand to directly dismantle the bomb violence, he is the master in the world of stoppage.

Then he clamped MJ under him, left here step by step, and closed the door smoothly.

No one knows he has been there, and no one knows that he is gone again.

Everything seems like nothing happened ...

As a result, time has flowed again.

BOOM!

The bomb was real. The fierce fire flickered away MJ's chair and the disfigured man!

"No! MJ!"

Peter, who thought he had been blasted off by the explosion, had his eyes full of blood.

When the explosion slowly came to an end, there was a scream of wild laughter in the crowd, and it was mixed with the ridicule of the sky.

"What **** Spider-Man can't even save his own woman, I am!"

"Unfortunately, what the taste of a superhero woman is not."

"A superhero is nothing but a waste. When it explodes, it runs faster than anyone else."

"Also, if he really stays to die with that woman, I wish he respected him as a man."

"A shameless man, alas."

Although the explosion just failed to kill Spider-Man, but after a series of things just now, they have long ignored Spider-Man.

What's so scary about a dead dog?

There are more than a hundred of them here, one person and one stick can smash him into meat sauce!

But just then, they seemed to hear the beast howling.

"What a ghost sound?"

"I don't know, pretending to be a ghost."

"Huh? Where's that little ghost?"

"I was crying in the corner just now, why was it gone in a blink?"

For some reason, they suddenly felt a little hairy.

Peter, who disappeared, now hung upside down on the roof, his body was wrapped in darkness, as if he was staring at his prey.

Even when dealing with the mysterious guest, he did not let the venom appear, but after losing MJ and being bombed to death by this group of scum in front of his eyes, his naive side finally disappeared slowly.

Take all of them into prison?

Do not!

All these scums are damned!

Huh!

It's time to prey!

Venom Spider-Man fell from the sky to land perfectly with a pose of 9999 ~ ~ and then a human head went straight to the feet of the fat man.

"He's here! Kill him!"

The fat man's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, but he immediately responded and made a ten-level scream, showing how scared he was.

Kill!

The venomous Peter seemed to have become dumb, and instead of talking nonsense in the battle, he moved silently, like a calm killer, taking at least one life with each appearance.

This is what a real predator should look like!

Not far outside the factory, Dior with MJ in his hand turned his back to the door, and while listening to the wailing and screaming inside, laughed and lit himself a cigarette.

To be a qualified leader, goodness is not enough ...