Dark Savages Come To the United States

The flying knife driven by a huge force pierced straight into the bullseye on Bullseye's forehead, and then the handle of the knife shattered under the huge force, smashing Bullseye's forehead directly, leaving only a blood mist spilled.

By the way, under the gift of lightning power, there was a scorched stench in the air.

Luke Cage, who was walking with a plastic bag in the distance, was shocked, while Jessica Jones froze.

"I feel the breath of the soul, this kind of soul is the favorite of the demons, full of sin."

Suddenly this voice came from inside the plastic bag.

Bulkeso frowned, just like an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.

"Have you dealt with this scum yet?"

Bul Kasso clapped his hands and looked at Luke Cage not far away.

As for Jessica Jones, he didn't pay much attention.

This woman is not too panicked to lose her frame when she sees a dead body, even though Jessica still has a huge psychological shadow about the battle.

Bulkelso doesn't like guys who deal with demons.

That idiot called Ressard boasted that he could control any demon he summoned, and the demon he summoned ended up eating his head.

The demon was dealt with by a passing barbarian, and the skull was forged into the legendary helmet known as the Resonating Skull.

The Head of Resonance is the same as the decoration on the hood of Bulkelso's pickup truck, and it looks quite imposing.

"I was going to ask if there's anything wrong with this guy staying around."

Luke hadn't recovered from the scene where Bullseye was headshot tragically.

Although he has long been used to fighting in the secret realm, it is still too exciting to watch a human being headshot.

As Luke said, he picked up the plastic bag in his hand, took out Balza's head, and threw it away.

"Please clean up, please."

Burkasso spoke casually to the agent who hadn't left yet, then turned and walked into the blacksmith shop.

Luke shook his head, grabbed Balza's cap with one hand, and followed Bulkelso.

Jessica Jones in the distance stood there for a while before making up her mind and walking into the blacksmith shop.

"Call the cleaner, the blacksmith's shop on this side of the park."

The agent had a headache, and he had to write another report when he got back.

Bullseye's death should be news that needs to be hidden, and it is very troublesome to deal with this kind of thing.

Although that Mr. Fisk has some energy, he can't do anything when facing S.H.I.E.L.D.

If it doesn't work, find a certificate from the tax bureau and have a good talk with Mr. Fisk, the agent thought in his heart.

"Although some nephalem like to keep some harmless imps as pets and let them do some work of picking up gold coins, but no nephalem likes to keep a little devil who can't even move autonomously. things as pets."

Bulkelso sat at the table, picked up a piece of black bread and said while eating.

When he was still young, he kept a chubby little devil as a pet, and he also raised a hound with demon blood.

He even named that demon Ten Jinrou, and later, in some battle, this little demon disappeared.

Perhaps ten catties of meat turned into ten catties of meat paste in the whirlwind that Bulkelso inadvertently waved.

It was just a demon, and Bulkelso didn't care much about it.

"I intend to learn some common sense about hell from this guy's mouth. Although I don't like that chatter named Constantine very much, I think it is necessary to learn the knowledge he said."

Luke faltered a little.

"Let Maddock see your learning ability as a human before you talk about it. He has been complaining..."

Bulkeso was halfway through speaking, and he suddenly felt that it seemed inappropriate to repeat Maddock's excessive swearing in front of Luke.

"There is no difference between me and a donkey? I understand. I'm not a smart person. If I was smart, I wouldn't be doing nothing like a bastard every day."

Luke took the words calmly, and didn't seem to care much.

"He said, you are one of the barbarian warriors with the lowest starting point he has ever seen. Your body is as stiff as if the thing on your neck is like a decoration. You can control it better than you with a bristle mouse head. This body."

Seeing that Luke didn't pay much attention, Bulkeso continued talking along the topic.

Balza really wanted to shout at this moment, he could control this body, but feeling the increasing strength of Luke's palm holding his Tianling Gai, he chose to shut up.

"He thinks that you can't inherit everything from him, nor can you create your own legend from his legend and glory. But you are the only heir he has chosen for so many years."

Bulkelso put down the black bread in his hand, and the bread made a thud on the table.

Balza finally heaved a sigh of relief, he felt that cracks had appeared on his cap. Fortunately, Luke finally relaxed the strength in his hand.

"Why did he choose me?"

Luke looked directly into Bulkasso's eyes, without any sign of retreat or fear.

"Do you know his name and legend?"

Bulkeso looked into Luke Cage's eyes and spoke slowly.

There was only one defeat in the life of the battle prophet Madoc, and it was that defeat that took his life.

But his lifetime record is 486,913 wins and one loss.

Fighting dozens of times a day is not uncommon for these barbarians.

In the hundreds of years of fighting, the number of demons who died under his hands has long been difficult to count.

And Luke Cage only knew that his mentor was called Maddock, and he knew nothing about the rest.

Madoc, the prophet of battle, can of course know the outcome of the battle first.

It's just that in his life, he never saw the result of his defeat before a battle, except before the last battle of his life, he saw his own death.

For countless years, he witnessed countless barbarian warriors descending the holy mountain, but he never chose his successor.

Now he chose Luke Cage, even though he didn't think Luke could become as powerful as him.

But Luke Cage is definitely not as bad as he said.

He was just showing off to other ancestor spirits. He thought he had found a good successor and had high hopes.

"I don't."

"Then go ask the other ancestors. Some of them will tell you what the name Maddock represents. At that time, you will know why you were chosen by him."

Bulkelso stood up and took Balza's head from Luke's hand, then stuffed a piece of mist crystal into Balza's mouth, and put the head in the stove.

Balza, who was born in flames, will not be consumed by flames, but he will become what Luke wants.

A blue portal has opened in front of Luke.

Thank you book friend Zhu Yixian for the 200 point coins.

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At present, 100 chapters are recommended, and 16 chapters are rewarded, for a total of 116 chapters.

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