NOVEL NEXT Injustice in Marvel
Chapter 102 Congratulations!
Chapter 102 Congratulations!
Stryker, who was slumped on the ground, shot at that thing, until the bullets in the pistol were all fired, and he still unconsciously pulled the trigger.
Only soot.
If it weren't for the pistol in his hand, the wound on his leg from the bullet bounced off the door would be very real. Stryker even suspected that what he was experiencing was a hallucination.
Everything just now was actually just a false dream fabricated by his mutant son, whether it was the hole in the door or the weird talking head just now, including the corpses and blood on the ground!
Even the Wolverine who chased and killed him on the roof just now!
It's all just a false dream.
wrong……
wrong! !
Holding the hot gun in his hand, he stood up on one leg through gritted teeth, Stryker was sure that his mutant son would never have such ability.
Neither the distance nor the injury on his head is enough for him to have such ability!
and so……
The head that turned into white smoke...
what's going on?
Also... Mutants? !
The death girl is not here, that is to say, there is more than one enemy!
Then, my own son in the door...
Throwing away the pistol with no bullets in his hand, Stryker picked up a semi-automatic from the ground, mustered up his courage again, and pointed the gun at the big hole, Stryker thought about whether to open the iron door and go in to find out the problem .
"It's fine if he's dead, but if he's still alive..."
This is a problem he has to face. His son is not only the source of his pain, but also his greatest hero, and his deadliest weakness.
If he ran away today, but his son survived, then the fact that he fooled the top and secretly controlled Project X of the White House would definitely be exposed, and at that time, he would really be finished!
Stryker can accept death, but he cannot accept death with nothing.
But what if there are other people besides his own son? !
Did the guy who poked his head out just now not die, but was waiting in the room, guarding himself...
probably not!Otherwise, he must have a reason to stay in the house.
Stryker was regretting again why he locked his stupid son in such a big room!
Otherwise, sticking the muzzle in and shooting all the problems will be solved!
He turned his head and glanced at the passages on both sides again. Wolverine didn't come after him, and neither did the dead woman...
his!
bet! !
Press the code, the door will open with the sound of the door being opened.
Leaning against the wall next to the door, Stryker waited for two seconds, but there was no movement.
With the gun in hand and pointing the muzzle against the edge of the door, Stryker walked into the room nervously.
........................
It was dark, but Stryker didn't dare to turn on the light, because he would only expose himself to possible enemies.
With his back against the wall, he moved in small steps, and the muzzle of the gun moved from time to time. Stryker was waiting for his eyes to adapt to the darkness, and then he could...
Ok?
like……
He moved his gun sharply and pointed at the door, over there... there was a man standing there! !
"Dude, what are you looking for?"
Press the switch casually, the light is bright!
Stryker saw the person at the door, and that familiar face that he had just seen!
Subconsciously pulled the trigger, the bullets flew down, and that guy was beaten into...a white smoke!
His heartbeat was unprecedentedly violent, and Stryker pointed his gun in all directions where someone might appear in a panic.
nobody.
Nobody.
It's a mutant, it must be a mutant!
Did I kill him?
Do not!
Did I hit him?
Stryker was thrown into confusion.
"calm down!"
After adjusting his breathing and heartbeat, Stryker knew that he didn't have time to worry about so much. It was not for this purpose that he went into this room. He just wanted to confirm whether his son was still alive.
Using a gun to pick apart layers of isolation tapes and white and blue curtains, finally, Stryker finally saw his son.
It was already a headless corpse.
………………
Stryker didn't know what mood he was in now, or what kind of mood he should have.
Relax?
Excited?
sad?
The pleasure of revenge?
It seems that there are none.
I just feel that my heart is much lighter and empty.
Silently retracted the muzzle, put down the open curtain, stared at the blue curtain for a long while, rubbed his eyes, Stryker remembered the fact that he was still being hunted down, sighed slightly, turned around and to leave.
Turning around, two people with various ink stains on their faces were standing behind him, watching him silently, for an unknown how long they stood behind him.
"...uh..."
There was a sudden stop in the heartbeat, and Stryker passed out.
Before he fainted, he seemed to hear those two people saying: Save him, save him!Don't let him die so easily!
……
Someone pushed his body, someone slapped his face, after a burst of pain, Stryker opened his eyes in confusion.
"you're awake?"
He saw a face with swimming ink.
"Congratulations! You are already a beautiful girl!"
Varied! ! ! !what! ! ! ! !
Wake up instantly!Stryker looked at his blood-stained lower body, and saw the gun in his hand, grabbed it and shot it, then screamed wildly, stumbled and ran out.
"What is he so excited about?"
"do not know."
The two clones are still discussing this issue.
"You didn't sew him up?"
"How is it possible! You don't talk too much and he doesn't even know that you have lost two ounces of flesh. This is a painless operation!"
Looking around, a clone said: "Then what are we doing now, let alone patients, there is not even a living person."
"What else can be done."
The other avatar squeezed his handprint: "I'm back~"
As he spoke, he took the initiative to release his body.Seeing this, the other avatar didn't hesitate at all, held his handprints, and released himself.
………………
Stryker, who was only wearing a pair of underpants, kept chanting while running: "Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, they can't fool me..."
But he never had the courage to take a look for himself.
He could only run away quickly with two bloody legs.
but……
Why is that black-faced man everywhere! !
Passage!
engine room!
Reference room!
Medical room!
There was even one standing at the intersection back upstairs! !
"...deceitful...deceitful!"
"Ahhhh!!!!!!"
He picked up the gun and shot around indiscriminately, no matter what he hit, he threw the gun away when he ran out of bullets, and ran towards the main entrance on the first floor like a madman.
After finally running to the door, there was also an ink-stained man here.
However, this one seems to be different from the others, this one...
Blood was all over his body, and he was yelling.
"Ok?"
Leon, who was leaning against the main entrance, looked at Stryker in front of him. He didn't expect that his avatar and Uncle Wolf could really hold back from killing him, and actually blocked people here.
Wonderful!
"Who are you looking for, me?"
Stryker looked at Leon in despair, his mouth moved, but he couldn't say a word.
"Aren't you looking for me? Oh, then you must be looking for her!"
Leon got up and gave up his position, and Stryker looked at Leon's fingers.
On the ground, it was the dead girl.
It's just that the death woman whose chest and neck are full of knives and daggers has now truly become a veritable death woman.
(End of this chapter)
Stryker, who was slumped on the ground, shot at that thing, until the bullets in the pistol were all fired, and he still unconsciously pulled the trigger.
Only soot.
If it weren't for the pistol in his hand, the wound on his leg from the bullet bounced off the door would be very real. Stryker even suspected that what he was experiencing was a hallucination.
Everything just now was actually just a false dream fabricated by his mutant son, whether it was the hole in the door or the weird talking head just now, including the corpses and blood on the ground!
Even the Wolverine who chased and killed him on the roof just now!
It's all just a false dream.
wrong……
wrong! !
Holding the hot gun in his hand, he stood up on one leg through gritted teeth, Stryker was sure that his mutant son would never have such ability.
Neither the distance nor the injury on his head is enough for him to have such ability!
and so……
The head that turned into white smoke...
what's going on?
Also... Mutants? !
The death girl is not here, that is to say, there is more than one enemy!
Then, my own son in the door...
Throwing away the pistol with no bullets in his hand, Stryker picked up a semi-automatic from the ground, mustered up his courage again, and pointed the gun at the big hole, Stryker thought about whether to open the iron door and go in to find out the problem .
"It's fine if he's dead, but if he's still alive..."
This is a problem he has to face. His son is not only the source of his pain, but also his greatest hero, and his deadliest weakness.
If he ran away today, but his son survived, then the fact that he fooled the top and secretly controlled Project X of the White House would definitely be exposed, and at that time, he would really be finished!
Stryker can accept death, but he cannot accept death with nothing.
But what if there are other people besides his own son? !
Did the guy who poked his head out just now not die, but was waiting in the room, guarding himself...
probably not!Otherwise, he must have a reason to stay in the house.
Stryker was regretting again why he locked his stupid son in such a big room!
Otherwise, sticking the muzzle in and shooting all the problems will be solved!
He turned his head and glanced at the passages on both sides again. Wolverine didn't come after him, and neither did the dead woman...
his!
bet! !
Press the code, the door will open with the sound of the door being opened.
Leaning against the wall next to the door, Stryker waited for two seconds, but there was no movement.
With the gun in hand and pointing the muzzle against the edge of the door, Stryker walked into the room nervously.
........................
It was dark, but Stryker didn't dare to turn on the light, because he would only expose himself to possible enemies.
With his back against the wall, he moved in small steps, and the muzzle of the gun moved from time to time. Stryker was waiting for his eyes to adapt to the darkness, and then he could...
Ok?
like……
He moved his gun sharply and pointed at the door, over there... there was a man standing there! !
"Dude, what are you looking for?"
Press the switch casually, the light is bright!
Stryker saw the person at the door, and that familiar face that he had just seen!
Subconsciously pulled the trigger, the bullets flew down, and that guy was beaten into...a white smoke!
His heartbeat was unprecedentedly violent, and Stryker pointed his gun in all directions where someone might appear in a panic.
nobody.
Nobody.
It's a mutant, it must be a mutant!
Did I kill him?
Do not!
Did I hit him?
Stryker was thrown into confusion.
"calm down!"
After adjusting his breathing and heartbeat, Stryker knew that he didn't have time to worry about so much. It was not for this purpose that he went into this room. He just wanted to confirm whether his son was still alive.
Using a gun to pick apart layers of isolation tapes and white and blue curtains, finally, Stryker finally saw his son.
It was already a headless corpse.
………………
Stryker didn't know what mood he was in now, or what kind of mood he should have.
Relax?
Excited?
sad?
The pleasure of revenge?
It seems that there are none.
I just feel that my heart is much lighter and empty.
Silently retracted the muzzle, put down the open curtain, stared at the blue curtain for a long while, rubbed his eyes, Stryker remembered the fact that he was still being hunted down, sighed slightly, turned around and to leave.
Turning around, two people with various ink stains on their faces were standing behind him, watching him silently, for an unknown how long they stood behind him.
"...uh..."
There was a sudden stop in the heartbeat, and Stryker passed out.
Before he fainted, he seemed to hear those two people saying: Save him, save him!Don't let him die so easily!
……
Someone pushed his body, someone slapped his face, after a burst of pain, Stryker opened his eyes in confusion.
"you're awake?"
He saw a face with swimming ink.
"Congratulations! You are already a beautiful girl!"
Varied! ! ! !what! ! ! ! !
Wake up instantly!Stryker looked at his blood-stained lower body, and saw the gun in his hand, grabbed it and shot it, then screamed wildly, stumbled and ran out.
"What is he so excited about?"
"do not know."
The two clones are still discussing this issue.
"You didn't sew him up?"
"How is it possible! You don't talk too much and he doesn't even know that you have lost two ounces of flesh. This is a painless operation!"
Looking around, a clone said: "Then what are we doing now, let alone patients, there is not even a living person."
"What else can be done."
The other avatar squeezed his handprint: "I'm back~"
As he spoke, he took the initiative to release his body.Seeing this, the other avatar didn't hesitate at all, held his handprints, and released himself.
………………
Stryker, who was only wearing a pair of underpants, kept chanting while running: "Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, they can't fool me..."
But he never had the courage to take a look for himself.
He could only run away quickly with two bloody legs.
but……
Why is that black-faced man everywhere! !
Passage!
engine room!
Reference room!
Medical room!
There was even one standing at the intersection back upstairs! !
"...deceitful...deceitful!"
"Ahhhh!!!!!!"
He picked up the gun and shot around indiscriminately, no matter what he hit, he threw the gun away when he ran out of bullets, and ran towards the main entrance on the first floor like a madman.
After finally running to the door, there was also an ink-stained man here.
However, this one seems to be different from the others, this one...
Blood was all over his body, and he was yelling.
"Ok?"
Leon, who was leaning against the main entrance, looked at Stryker in front of him. He didn't expect that his avatar and Uncle Wolf could really hold back from killing him, and actually blocked people here.
Wonderful!
"Who are you looking for, me?"
Stryker looked at Leon in despair, his mouth moved, but he couldn't say a word.
"Aren't you looking for me? Oh, then you must be looking for her!"
Leon got up and gave up his position, and Stryker looked at Leon's fingers.
On the ground, it was the dead girl.
It's just that the death woman whose chest and neck are full of knives and daggers has now truly become a veritable death woman.
(End of this chapter)
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