Son of Marvel’s God

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224 The Prodigal Son Turns Back Andrew

Zhang Tong looked at Andrew with a smile, shook his head and said, "It's not over at all. Before you complete the contract, everything is not over yet."

The contract constrains the coexistence of Zhang Tong and Andrew.

"Even though he was not the murderer behind the scenes and did not know the situation at the time, he was still the executor at the time. He still killed your parents. Don't you want to report this **** vendetta?" The young man started because he took care of everything.

Ten more of these young men in front of him are not his opponents, he just cares about it.

He has thought of the teenager as a part of himself.

"But he is also an exploited person and a victim!" The teenager knew this very well, but the facts told him that Tony Stark was just an exploited person.

The real mistake is not on him, and the guys who have made the mistake have now all reported it to Grim Reaper.

"Even so, the contract between us will still not end. All I have to do is give you all the things you asked for, and all I want is yours. If the contract is not completed, it will not end. "Tong Tong bit the contract decisively.

In fact, Stark probably guessed what this contract is called?

This is a mandatory agreement.

The effect it can exert itself is also quite scary.

After the contract is established, it must be completed. No party to the contractor can unilaterally dissolve it.

The only way to cancel the contract is to complete the contract. And only one contract can appear at a time!

This is why Zhang Tonghui is constantly looking for opportunities for Tony during this year. A contract that can only appear at the same time is now occupied, which is unacceptable to him.

"Sorry, sir!" The teenager stood upright and bowed forward.

This is the etiquette he followed with the master of Chinese boxing hall. This is to show respect for the elders or seniors.

What's more, this person used to help himself when he was the most helpless. Even if you use your own ingredients in it, you still can't change this fact.

All this is wrong with yourself. If you have to solve it today, you will end with your own death!

The young man's idea was already very simple, and he was determined to fight.

Only a year before the boy, Zhang Tong's original narrowed eyes also opened sharply, and he began to take the boy in front of him seriously.

After that bow, he really regarded the young man in front of him as his junior, as well as his enemy.

"Later, let me tell you something! Seniors are not so challenging!" Zhang Tong did not plan to use the power of the ring in this duel.

Even if the teenager on the opposite side has that special gas!

The teenager yelled and rushed up, but he didn't realize at all that he had been studying for a year in the face of so-called boxing. This old man who really came from a big country in the east was like pediatrics.

Such things as martial arts not only depend on inheritance, but also on the time of learning.

Even if Wang Baquan learned the effect of the last 60 years of learning, it is definitely more powerful than a stunned young kid.

At this time, Andrew did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

Confidently punched with a punch of self-righteousness. As a result, the other side avoided the attack sideways and immediately stunned him with a punch.

Looking at Andrew who had fallen unconscious on the ground, Zhang Tong shook his head helplessly.

Miaozi is indeed a good one, and it can be done well just by looking for ordinary people to learn this year.

"Next is you!" Zhang Tong looked at Tony in the distance.

Tony calculated the time when his armor arrived, and originally thought that the teenager could support for a while, but he did not expect that he had been knocked down with just one move.

Tony, who keeps going backwards, is ready to make a crazy decision. That is to use his own armor as a bunker, jump directly from the upstairs, and then let another set of armor catch himself.

This idea can be said to be very crazy, but it is also a good way.

Zhang Tong was completely unaware of the continuous retreat from his disengagement, not because of fear, but because of his plan.

...

Blood had spilled all over the street, and Mark had cut the guy's limb a dozen times, but the final result was still unchangeable. He could heal by picking up his limb.

Mark also tried to use the Nether Imprisonment to imprison those broken limbs directly, but the duration of the Nether Imprisonment could not be maintained at all.

Mark also tried to destroy those limbs with high-intensity spirits, but the final result was still not very effective.

Unless the energy is increased by a few more grades, the opponent's limbs are completely incinerated.

But that's too much load for Mark at this stage.

Otherwise, Mark directly abandons the current state and transforms into a hybrid.

However, in the course of the battle, Mark also suffered a few losses. The other party seems to have evolved, and it does not show the ability as it did a year ago. It also has many more, such as suddenly flying from the arm Bone spurs, or acidic fluids flowing from his body.

These things are very similar to the capabilities of Mark's second-team players, and when the second-team player died at that time, many people's bodies lacked a part of the organization.

Mark even doubted whether this guy had devoured the ability of the second team player at that time.

Devoured and turned into his own ability! How crazy is this guy? And how did this guy's body withstand so many genetic changes.

"Hehe! Hehe! Ma ... ma ... ke." The monster's mouth uttered syllables of unknown significance.

"Master, the students have been evacuated. Do I need to come over to help you now?" Narud sent a message to Mark immediately after the students evacuated.

"No, I can cope here and protect those students."

Mark doesn't believe in this evil today. He doesn't believe that in this small body, he can have as much energy as the Queen of Blades.

Even the Queen of Blades has a recovery ceiling.

Mark launched the charge again, and the light blades of his hands cut towards the monster's arm.

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