Marvel’s Disassembler

Summer night is really hungry, but this hunger can obviously not be solved with ordinary food.

And he doesn't think that if he really swallows the head of this ancient creature, he can alleviate what...

It is not so much a physiological hunger as it is a spiritual hunger.

A state of hunger that is above the physiology and is indescribable.

But where do these collectors know?

When I heard that summer night was hungry, I immediately prepared food: "In fact, I am also very researching about what I eat."

Unfortunately, Summer Night is not interested in this.

But the girl went out, but the summer night did not stop.

Reaching out the eyes of a Horus, the summer night is only looking at the collector: "Bullying."

Hey!

The collector's face changed dramatically and blurted out: "Why do you know?"

"...not why." Xia Zhi said: "I am coming for him."

"No." The collector shook his head: "No one can know this... unless you have the same abilities as me?"

“Foreseeing the future?”

Xia Zhiyin’s mouth was pumped, and the power of God King Odin and the Supreme Master Gu Yi was the least liked.

The result collector once again stunned: "How do you know everything?"

Also bring this to play?

Who can foresee the future? How do you know all the inexplicable, it seems that only I don’t know anything, can I not do this?

"We... can't we engage in this kind of unnecessary dialogue?"

Xia Zhi said: "I want to know, the more things the soul gem, the better!"

"What is the relationship between you and the tyrant?" The collector looked suspiciously at the summer night and seemed to be ready to run at any time.

Sol slammed the hammer, did not speak, just put it in his hand, and his eyes occasionally looked at the collector's collection. Although he did not speak, the meaning of the threat was obvious.

Although he doesn't know what summer night wants to do, he will cooperate.

The collector’s mouth twitched and finally sat down helplessly: “Well, I will tell you what I want to know. But you must also tell me, what is your purpose? Is it with the tyrants? Destroy the world, or... not trying to stop him? I have to tell you that with your strength, you want to do this... it is impossible."

Summer night is a long sigh of relief, he needs a similar action to ease his inexplicable appetite.

Then he coughed and said, "What about you? Do you want to follow him to destroy the world? Or hide here and watch him destroy the world?"

"……I?"

The collector snorted: "I just didn't feel so self-sufficient."

"A good one is not self-sufficient, a simple sentence, you can let yourself stay out of things, it is really enviable." Summer night is really a heartfelt.

If he can, he really wants to be a collector here, and then the other side runs around the world to find a way to deal with the tyrant.

But... no!

Because staying here, in the end, there is only one dead end.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhiji laughed: "Can you meet the future of others, can you foresee your future? The fire covers the entire field of knowledge, you are shaking in the flame, but you can't help the picture, see?" ”

Sol also looked at the summer night with some surprise.

If he said this, it means that he can already see such a picture.

Foresee the future!

The collector's expression was stunned, then he shook his head: "No, no, ah... I won't end like this, I won't die!"

Xiazhi’s night snorted and swallowed a sip: “Will you die, not what you have said. When you come here, what resistance do you rely on? With the ones in your hand, it’s ridiculous and useless. Collectibles?"

In fact, before the arrival, the treasure house of the summer night collector is very much looking forward to.

If you think about this time, you will find nothing. At least you have to grab something from the collector.

But after coming, Summer Night was a bit disappointed.

This guy really has a collection of good and bad, but the problem is that this guy's vision of collecting things is not good.

What he sees is not the value of this thing, but its uniqueness.

But this kind of characteristic, for the summer night, there is no point...

Even if it is a standard weapon, it is unremarkable, but it can accumulate energy. Ordinary flower, even if there are twelve human heads on it, it is extremely strange. The collector seems to be a treasure, but the summer night only wants to enjoy it. The bomb, not the income decomposition space.

The collector's face is blue.

His favorite thing is his own collections. Summer nights use these collections to mock him, but he can't stand it.

For a moment, the brow is locked, it is like an angry child.

Xia Zhile was happy, and he took a long breath and said: "Don’t waste our time with each other, tell me, I want to know, otherwise..."

He looked at the things around him and said with a smile: "Although it is a group of garbage, I still don't mind, take them all away!"

"Young people ~www.readwn.com~ Are you going to be an enemy of the universe veteran?"

The collector's eyes became sharp, and the next second, another pressure on the top of the head.

Moreover, the summer night also released two dice, three meters tall and huge, full of strange muscles, this explosive power, others can not see, but the collector can see it at a glance.

"I don't want to be an enemy of anyone... I am just plain, there are things that I have to do."

Xia Zhi stood up and came to the collector: "Speak, then... let's go, otherwise, you don't talk, I take things with you, you choose the same."

"..."

The collectors are crying, not so bullying.

Although he lived for a long time, it did not mean that he was particularly good at fighting, and the three in front of him, no matter which one did not seem to be irritating, finally sighed and said: "I understand..."

......

......

When the pink-skinned girl came back with strange food, she found that the collector was crying and crying, crying and shouting: "The liar is a liar!"

"the host……"

Pink did not go a bit blind.

"They said, if I told them, they would go straight... I would take things without telling them, and I told them that they still took my things!"

The pink sister listened to a brain, but looking at the collector, she couldn’t help but snicker.

But also wonder: "What are they asking, is the soul gem?"

The collector’s eyes changed and he looked at the girl. Suddenly she reached out and pressed her on her forehead: “Forget all this...”

After letting go of his hand, his expression changed a few times: "I always feel that they will come back... No, move! Must move!"