Chapter 155 "Good-tempered" Tarik (fourth update)
"You go and work with me as a handyman for two days. After the guy is taken away, I will send you to the Holy Mountain. ”
Bulkeso held the corpse of the killer monkey to observe how to transform it.
The guy he was talking about was Bucky who he knocked unconscious and put aside.
Bucky made a "chirp" sound when he fell to the ground after being knocked unconscious, which reminded Bulkeso of the legendary magic wand "War Oar" he made for Karashim.
The weapon that made a "snap" sound when fighting was also very interesting to Bulqueso, just like the butcher's knife that made a "chirp" sound.
Although he is an unreasonable and powerful blacksmith, he has never done such a thing as forging a body that the soul can directly use.
He did not intend to re-forge the body of Killer Monkey, but chose to transform it like he did with Balza's head.
If he can forge a body that the soul can use directly, then why use the anger to shape the body of the ancestors, and directly possess a group of barbarian ancestors into the artificial body and rush to hell to hack all the demons? Come on.
It is almost impossible to achieve the physical strength of those ancestors.
So he needs to think about how to deal with the killer monkey's body so that the monkey's soul can get rid of the devil's contract.
"That guy is not a nobody. He is a good partner of Captain America. He will be taken away soon."
Rumlow grabbed the Balza pendant and put it in front of Captain America. Dazzling before his eyes.
He was a little curious about the fact that the demon's head was forged into a small pendant.
Who has seen before that a pendant can be used for conversation, and can also be used to chat and relieve boredom.
The best thing is that if you don't talk to it, it will just hang there quietly.
"Captain America is the guy who always puts on a defensive posture? This title always feels a little familiar."
Bulkesser turned around and took out a can of beer from the table and drank it. After taking one sip, I immediately vomited it.
"Colson thinks this kind of thing is considered strong alcohol? I still can't get used to it."
Bulkessor threw the can directly into the stove.
Of course, Colson knew that beer was not considered a spirit, but after running around, Colson couldn't find a store that was still open that sold spirits.
The constant fighting left no trace of people in any place that was slightly closer.
The constant fighting lasted for several hours, scaring away those who were watching the excitement. Those people were blocked by agents who specialized in handling such matters. After signing the confidentiality agreement, they did not even dare to look back.
If Hydra and the Hand hadn't jointly blocked the area, this place might have been surrounded by NYPD police officers early on.
"Maybe you heard it when you were chatting with Coulson. He is a big fan of Captain America."
Rumlow didn't care if the drink he drank was beer. He drank beer too, but now he preferred spirits.
“Speaking of him, he didn’t use the money I gave him.”
Ma Xiu, who was sitting shirtless on the chair, wiped the blood on his body with a wet towel.
His whole body was stained red with blood from the previous battle.
So he sounded a little unhappy.
His wallet was also soaked in blood, and the money inside was useless even after it dried. It seems that his documents and other things also need to be re-applied.
"By the way, how much service fee does our 'top' lawyer need?"
Rumlow walked to the toy shelf while drinking beer, looked at the weapons on it, and asked casually Matthew.
"At least three thousand dollars per hour."
Matthew threw the completely red towel aside and said to Rumlow with a smile. Matthew always fought for the interests of the poor, and he was not a rich man.
When it comes to income, he is still very concerned about it.
"Three thousand dollars an hour? Why didn't I become a lawyer at that time."
Rumlow picked up an ax and waved it casually, and there were bursts of whistling sounds in the air. .
"After all, I am a top-notch lawyer. You can try to find other lawyers to guard the chatter over there for you. If you give me 30,000 an hour, who would dare to take this job?"
Matthew held the mace he bought not long ago in his hand, feeling the arc created by the battle.
"Bulkasso, what should I do if I want a better weapon?"
Matthew disliked the toy in his hand.
This thing doesn’t feel as strong as the previous hand axe. "Go to the secret realm."
Bulkasso didn't look back.
"Ancestor Talik said that I am not good enough to enter the next level of secret realm."
Rumlow was very interested in this topic, so he asked further.
"Then go and improve your strength."
"How can I improve my strength better?"
Matthew asked, he also wanted to become stronger quickly.
"Go to the secret realm!"
"I am not strong enough to enter the next level of secret realm!"
Rumlow wanted to flip the table for a moment.
Bulkessor turned around and looked at Rumlow and Matthew as if they were two idiots.
“It’s not like barbarians can only enter the secret realm of their mentor. All ancestors can open the secret realm for you to enter, but you won’t get their inheritance.”
Bulcasso spoke word by word.
There seemed to be a sense of expectation in his tone.
“What about your secret realm?”
Matthew understood and asked in cooperation.
“You have earned it.”
Bulcaisel nodded and turned back.
It is the consistent style of barbarians to not provide help to new recruits for no reason.
If you want to become stronger, fight. No one cares what loot you get.
In his first battle, he picked up Assef's Light of Life directly from the treasure box at the door, and then defeated those damn walking zombies.
Had it not been for the one-handed hammer that could provide recovery after destroying the undead, Bulcaisel would not have been confident that he would survive at that time.
There were more than a thousand walking corpses. From a distance, it looked like a cafeteria was open for dinner, they were so densely packed.
After the battle, he picked up a broken crown.
These two legends of the lowest level accompanied Burquesso through the most difficult period of time.
"I've always wanted to know, do barbarians never act in teams?"
Rumlow asked.
When he was on the holy mountain of Harrogas, he had never heard those ancestors say these things.
“Of course we can form a team, otherwise how could the ancestors of Madok Tarik and Kolik be called three fools together?”
Matthew said, he was practicing after , Reco would always tell him about the ancestors, so he knew more than Rumlow and Luke.
“I will tell Ancestor Talik your exact words when I get back.”
“Go, Ancestor Talik is famous for his good temper.”
Bulcasso turned around again when he heard this, looking at Matthew with a faint look in his eyes.
“The rumors about Talik’s good temper came from Balnar. Compared with Balnar, even Diavolo is considered to have a good temper.”
Bulkessor’s The look in his eyes seemed to say, "Just wait for death, there is no hope."
Who among the barbarians has a good temper?
What the hell, a bunch of guys who use anger as their source of energy can still have a good temper?
Matthew felt that he had become a fool not long after following Leco. You can even believe a savage if he has a good temper.
I’m going! Why do I always fail to finish the promised amount before twelve o'clock!
Five chapters guaranteed tomorrow! I don’t believe it anymore. I have to complete the agreement on time even though I’m old!
(End of this chapter)