Saiyans in the Marvel Universe

"Thanks."

Alejandro smelled of gun smoke and there were three or four bullet marks on his body armor. The gunmen of the Reyes group resisted fiercely and they spent a lot of effort. Fortunately, no one was killed.

He looked back at Chap's body in the back seat, his eyes a little moist.

"No, just think of this as a reward for the food during this period."

Broly lay on the seat of the van, closing his eyes and concentrating. Satan's fighting skills are much stronger than he expected. This martial skill is not weak, but Satan has not exerted its full power.

Although martial arts become more difficult to improve as you advance, Broly has upgraded his Satan fighting skills to level 11 during this period of fighting and training. If you level up again, you will reach level 12, and you will be able to get another passive skill by then.

He hesitated for a while and did not use the skill points to upgrade.

Broly's talent is extraordinary, and it doesn't take much time to master this kind of martial arts. He plans to use his skill points to upgrade skills that are difficult to practice and improve, such as teleportation.

Jack Hammer, the weasel sitting at the very back, was discussing the commission with Feonardo. Obviously, the reward for having one more powerful mutant cannot be calculated at the previous price. And Feonardo is still upset about Broly killing Chap.

Chap is very powerful and not very loyal to the Reyes Group. He is very likely to be instigated to join the Mata Group. Finally, Fionado reluctantly raised the commission to US$800,000. Among them, Broly will get 600,000, and the remaining two people will share the 200,000 equally.

Jack was a little high-spirited. The income of mercenaries was not as much as laymen thought. Eight hundred thousand dollars was a good start. With Broly's powerful fighting force, they will make a fortune in the coming battle.

Within two days, Chap’s body was hung on a billboard on the side of the highway into Mexico City. The battle between the Reyes Group and the Mata Group immediately became fierce, and the bodies of middle- and high-level members of both parties continued to appear throughout Mexico City. Gunfire was everywhere in the city, and large numbers of citizens began to flee Mexico City.

In the next week, Broly and the mercenaries took on several more missions from the Mata Group, gaining a reputation in the underground world of Mexico City. One of the mercenaries was injured in the battle and returned to the United States to recover.

Frequent battles directly raised Broly's level to level six, and three of the mutants contributed a lot of experience points.

It's not like no one has ever wondered if Broly was the mutant who kidnapped Filippo Toreyes' daughter. But because the live video only recorded the second half, in which Broly's height increased to more than two meters due to his angry form, and he was wearing a hood, the suspicion was still just a suspicion. The Mata Group did not offend a powerful mutant like him during the war just because of the slightest suspicion.

Francis was watching the surveillance video on the big screen.

In the video, Broly is hitting a sandbag with his upper body naked. The strong muscles seemed to be made of steel blocks, with smooth lines. Sweat flowed freely, dampening the messy black hair.

The sandbag in front of him was not a sandbag in the traditional sense, but a huge steel high-pressure gas tank. The tank was cut open, filled with iron sand, and hung on a steel frame by steel cables.

The wall of the high-pressure gas tank is up to two centimeters thick, and with the iron sand inside, the weight is not much different from a solid piece of iron. If an ordinary person hits it with his fist, there will be no other result except breaking his body.

But every time Broly punched, the heavy gas tank was raised high. The tough tank wall is already covered with deep and shallow fist marks. The gas tank made a blood-curdling whistling sound as it swung, reverberating and hitting Broly, who was instantly punched and sent flying. He is fighting against his own power.

"What a terrifying monster. No wonder he can subdue our products easily. Even Chap died in his hands. His body shape and appearance have not changed specifically due to superpowers." Francis' eyes almost shined, so powerful. The mutants are simply perfect warriors and the perfect experimental material for the Weapon X program. The serum extracted from his body might be able to mass-produce powerful super soldiers.

Not all mutants are suitable for extracting serum. The serum of mutants like Chap has a very poor match with ordinary people, and there are almost no cases of successful activation of superpowers. The headquarters once imprisoned a mutant with the ability to heal quickly, but unfortunately he escaped from the laboratory.

Bolton, who was standing next to him, looked very ugly, and he asked Francis.

"Why are there signal transmitters in your products, but we don't know about it?"

The reason why they were able to locate Broly and sneak in to install surveillance cameras and bugs was because the products produced by the mutant factory all had signal transmitters installed in their bodies. They found the safe house based on the signal emitted by the signal transmitter.

"Don't worry about this, Bolton. We install signal transmitters just to provide better after-sales service. For example, if the product suddenly regains part of its memory or loses control, we can recover it in time. Trust us, our after-sales service Just perfect.”

Francis said very perfunctorily, his attention already fully focused on Broly. If he achieves a breakthrough result through this material, then he can leave Mexico, a place like this, and never deal with these stinking drug traffickers again.

Bolton laughed angrily:

"I thought we paid enough to have full ownership of these mutants."

He was about to say something more, but his neck was suddenly pinched by Francis, and his whole body was lifted into the air. He struggled feebly, his face flushed red because of difficulty breathing.

"We will appreciate your patience, Mr. Burton. After all, our after-sales service is not cheap."

The reason why Francis was asked to run this mutant factory was because there was a large amount of experimental materials readily available in Mexico. The second is to extract a large amount of cash flow from these wealthy drug dealers to support the experiment. Given the opportunity to leave, he was so excited that he finally stopped being conceited to Bolton.

"Go ahead, this is perfect material."

He said, throwing Bolton in his hand to the ground.

Bolton, who was almost suffocating, gasped greedily for new air. A group of twelve heavily armed soldiers followed Francis and the Dust Angel and got into three Cadres.

Bolton hesitated for a moment, quietly pressed the phone in his pocket, chose an Edelweiss and got in.

The convoy roared out of the underground garage and headed towards the safe house.