Saiyans in the Marvel Universe

"What are you doing, Farakon, are you crazy?"

The gang leader next to Broly looked at Farrakon who suddenly went crazy, and was surprised. When did Farakon become so strong that he could lift a person up so easily?

"He is not Farrakoon. With such a strong spirit, he is not an ordinary person!"

Daimon Goro stood up and said very seriously. He took off his shirt, revealing his muscles as strong as granite. He opened his hands and made a Judo starting position, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"boom!"

Broly released his Oolong Transformation Technique and revealed his original form. The leader who was carried in the air recognized his identity almost instantly.

"Green Goblin, you are the Green Goblin!!!"

He was incontinent, and smelly urine dripped down his trouser legs and onto the ground.

Broly casually threw it into the air, then raised his palm and pointed it into the air, and a white energy whizzed away.

"boom!"

There was a violent explosion, and a moment later, the debris fell to the ground in pieces.

"How about you, why don't you wait until I get rid of these bastards first and then compete. In this case, I will lose part of my energy, which will be more beneficial to you."

Broly said crossing his arms.

"You are a devil!"

Daimon Goro looked at the pieces of flesh and blood falling on the ground, his muscles tensed and he was on high alert.

"Compared to me, you are the real devil who colludes with these drug lords who have countless evil deeds."

Broly performed a Satanic Fighting Technique. Daimon Goro was over two meters tall, a head taller than Broly who was not in his angry form.

"In order to eliminate enemies of humanity like you, what does it mean to cooperate with gangs?"

Daimon Goro suddenly shouted loudly and slammed his hands on the ground. The ground shook violently, with him as the center, and cracked in all directions like a spider web.

The gang leaders and call girls were just affected by the aftermath, and they fell to the ground screaming, and some even had their leg bones broken.

Broly, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt a destructive energy passing along the ground and was about to send him flying into the air.

Strength originates from the ground, and fists originate from the heart.

As long as you can't fly in the air, no matter it's punching, throwing, kicking, splitting and other techniques, the force must be exerted from the ground, relying on the infinite bearing power of the earth to exert force. If I am accidentally beaten into the air by my opponent, then I am a human being and I am a fish, and I can only be slaughtered by others.

Daimon Goro's huge body was unexpectedly flexible, and he rushed towards Broly like an angry rhinoceros. He made a fist with one arm and took advantage of his tall stature to strike at Broly from a high position.

This angry blow would knock even an elephant to the ground. After being completely broken apart, he can then use a series of throwing skills to completely knock down the enemy.

As a master of judo, any enemy who exposes a flaw in front of him will be suppressed until death by a wave of furious attacks.

But the inevitable blow was actually caught.

Broly grabbed Daimon Goro's wrist, stepped on his left foot, wrapped his arm inwards, and punched Daimon Goro in the air with a bang. After learning the Wolf Fang Wind Fist, his attacks were as fast as lightning, and Daimon Goro had no time to resist.

The extremely fierce punch was like a bomb exploding, causing the ground to tremble violently.

Daimon Goro spurted out a mouthful of blood. If it weren't for the combat intuition he had honed over many years, which allowed him to protect his abdomen with Qi immediately, his body would have been directly penetrated.

Broly threw three more punches, one of which was dodged, and the remaining two punches all hit Daimon Goro's vitals. He let go of his hand, letting Daimon Goro fall to the ground and gasp.

"This move is not bad, but your ki is already weak, and you still want to use this trick of dispersing ki. Why don't you concentrate your ki and use it?" Broly raised his voice.

Daimon Goro wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up. Although these three punches were extremely heavy, under the protection of Qi, they would not cause him to lose his fighting ability directly.

"drink!"

Daimon Goro cheered up, shouted, opened his hands, and pushed towards Broly like a mountain. Through the previous fight, he had discovered that Broly was not as hopelessly strong as the video information given by Kingpin. But Broly's punch speed and nerve reflexes were too fast.

If the fight is not dragged into a close fight, he will just be played around with applause.

Broly turned sideways to avoid the push, his muscles and bones roared, and he hit Daimon Goro's chin with an elbow.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Qi of both sides collided violently, and they dug deep pits one after another on the ground, with gravel flying everywhere.

Broly has long muscles and strong strength, giving him an advantage in strength. Daimon Goro has been training hard for more than 20 years, and he dares not slack off even for a day. His energy is stronger than Broly's. After Daimon Goro calmed down and fought steadily, the two sides traded dozens of moves, with no outcome in sight.

The two men were almost turning into two phantoms in Filippoto's eyes as they flew up and down, making it impossible to see their movements clearly. He hid behind the wall with trembling hands, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.

"Mr. Bullseye! The Green Goblin, the Green Goblin has appeared, and Mr. Daimon Goro is fighting him! Please take action quickly!"

In the underground wine cellar, the two mercenaries who had been tortured were covered with bruises, and four of Filippoto's men were playing cards together. Bullseye, on the other hand, plays Russian roulette with Jack Hammer.

With trembling hands, Jack Hammer put a revolver to his temple and pulled the trigger.

"Click!"

There were no bullets in the wheel. Jack Hammer breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the pistol to the opposite side, picked up the whiskey in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.

Bullseye, who was sitting in front of him, picked up the pistol, opened the barrel of the gun skillfully, and turned the wheel, which rotated at high speed like a top. After closing the gun with a click, he aimed the bullseye at his temple and pulled the trigger very casually.

"Click!"

There were no bullets in the chamber.

"Your luck is really weird. You haven't blown your head off after playing more than twenty times. This is so boring."

Bullseye looked at the revolver in his hand, opened the chamber, and loaded four more bullets into it.

"It's more exciting this way. The probability of surviving is one in six. I wonder if your luck will still be that good."

He said, pushing the pistol in front of Jack Hammer.

With his gun stabbed in his back, Jack Hammer picked up the pistol. There was a war between heaven and man in his heart, and he hesitated whether to point the gun at his head or to aim at the bullseye in front of him.

At this moment, the underground wine cellar they were in suddenly shook violently, and a large amount of dust fell from their heads.

"Is there an earthquake?"

Bullseye stood up and looked at the ceiling in confusion. Soon, Filippoto called.

"Green Goblin, it's really interesting. He actually came to the door." He said, raising a huge rectangular gun box at his feet and placing it on the table: "Speaking of which, besides the Green Goblin, you also have two Companion, I wonder if they are ambushing me? But logically speaking, they should not know my existence yet."