Transformers In Marvel Chapter 186: You treat me as a monkey

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"Hatred and Sorrow are power. They are yours to control. All you have to do is to turn them into strength and use that strength to move forward."

– Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji)

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Nepal, near the Himalayas, has been very uneven recently.

　　 Many people know that a ruthless character came here, ignoring the local indigenous forces, and many people were killed by this guy.

　　Moreover, many people can't even keep the whole body when they die, which is extremely tragic. In the alleys, you can often see the corpses of the little ruffians who usually show off their power. Those people who dare not provoke have died silently in some alleys.

　　 "Have you heard of Taj Kama?"

"No..."

　　 Downey sighed, strangled the opponent, turned, and walked toward another short man, his tall and sturdy body, which gave him a huge sense of oppression in front of these people.

　　 No matter how weak Downey is, it is also a third-level life form. For these ordinary people, there is an essential difference in life, which is enough to form a crush on the genetic level.

　　 "Have you heard of Taj Kama?" Downey continued to ask.

　　 The only person left was forced to the corner, watching the dead companions around him, tears and nose streaming down, his heart broke, and he wailed loudly.

　　 "Have you heard of Taj Kama?" Downey asked patiently again.

"There is no Kama Taj here! I have lived here since I was a child, and I have never heard of Kama Taj! I beg you, I'm wrong, I shouldn't rob you, please let me go... "

　　 Click it!

　　 "You beg me, who should I beg for? Those who were robbed by you in the past should go and beg?"

　　 Downey sighed and looked up at the sky helplessly.

　　Because of the terrain, the clouds in the sky appear extremely low, as if they can be caught with one's hand; the sky without any industrial pollution covers the azure blue on the side of the snowy field in this cold climate.

　　 Nepal is located in the southern foothills of the Himalayas. It is a small and poor country with a poor economy and a small population. The country is still in such an awkward position that it cannot develop even if it wants to develop.

　　 The people are poor, and those who come to enjoy the snow and travel will naturally become good sheep.

　　 Grabbing one is counted as one, but robbing, is nothing more than apologizing on the spot, smiling and grinning, turning around and continuing to search for the next target.

　　 Downey's temper will not be used to this group of garbage. He can kill one by one. Until everyone is killed, he will naturally feel relieved. No one will come to grab him.

　　 He doesn't have the time to catch things alive, he earnestly educates and persuades people to be good.

　　 Kill all the scum, and naturally, there will be no unnecessary problems.

　　 His impatient heart has also become peaceful during this killing. He was not the son of the plane of Doctor Strange, nor was it someone Kama Taj deliberately released after learning magic to recover his health and used to hang Dr. Strange with his hands to the bait.

　　 Looking for Kama Taj is a big problem.

　　 During this period, he killed 61 people, two of them were mutants, both of which were small well-known local groups, doing some bad business and trading. This kind of scum, Downey didn't feel distressed when he killed it.

　　 Many poor people were indirectly rescued by Downey, thanking Downey a lot, and at the same time, they had great fears.

　　 One month has passed, and he has been repeating a similar process, looking for people, asking directions, killing people, and the scums who can't answer have only one end, all of them are dead.

　　 "Gulu Gulu..."

　　 A young man ran over and rushed into the alley after passing Downey. He saw the corpse all over the floor, crying bitterly. He rushed to hug the last corpse who was begging for mercy and looked at Downey with an unforgettable resentment in his eyes.

Downey stood silently without saying a word. He turned his back to the sun and the blue sky. Under the sunlight, he cast a long shadow on the ground. The place where this shadow spread became darkness covering the light, and The darkness slowly approached, and was about to swallow the young man together, making a ferocious smile.

This boy was only fourteen or five years old, his skin was rough, and it was related to the knife-like wind on the plateau. He had a slightly immature face with a little plateau red and some messy hair. He ran over before he had time to clean it up. Up.

　　 "You shouldn't run over, let alone look at me with this kind of eyes." Downey stood quietly at the entrance of the alley, obscuring the only little sunlight.

　　 Every time he gets closer, the extended shadow from his body spreads a little, making the darkness more diffuse, eating up more light, and finally covering up this small alley.

　　 The wind was whistling, mixed with a few snowflakes. On the plateau, the most terrifying thing was not the low temperature, but the strong wind that was sharper than a knife. Every time it hits the face, it severely cuts the skin.

　　 Downey walked over, reached out his hand, grabbed the boy, and lifted him from the ground.

　　 The young man was struggling with punches and kicks, and a glimmer of ecstasy and relief flashed in his eyes. He slipped a knife from his sleeve and stabs Downey directly, his movements are fierce and precise, and he has a decisiveness that no adult has.

　　 A teenage guy who has mastered killing skills very skillfully, every movement is precise, without the slightest tremor, and has a fierce heart.

　　 But, the boy's expression solidified, and the knife stabbed Downey without moving. Downey's body can hardly hold pistol bullets, let alone a knife?

　　 "In the future, the earth will be plunged into endless wars and chaos. Among ordinary people, people like you will live to the end." Downey was somewhat surprised, with admiration in his tone.

　　 With his hands slowly and hard, the boy's neck was pinched a little bit and it became smaller and smaller. As long as it reached a small range, his neck would be removed.

　　 A familiar voice suddenly came over. It was the sound of countless sparks colliding with each other, creaking.

　　 The spell that Downey thought about day and night, which was exclusive to Kama Taj, finally appeared. The person who was secretly observing finally couldn't help but jump out~www.mtlnovel.com~Stop, you villain! "

　　 A spark halo suddenly appeared in front of Downey, and the halo moved slowly and quickly passed the boy. Someone wants to send the boy away directly.

　　 However, Downey looked cold and didn't mean to let go. He watched the aperture shift with cold eyes, and as long as the other party gently contracted the portal, he could use the power of space to cut off his arm.

　　 At the same time, he rescued the boy who was about to be strangled to death by him.

　　 Downey pinched tightly, never letting go.

"I have been looking for you for a long, long time. For more than a month, the wind and the sun were. I believe that you, as a monitor, cannot fail to detect my actions... But you just play me like a monkey and watch a monkey show. Doesn't it feel good? A super-powered person with a bit of reputation in the outside world, in the eyes of a noble mage, is a monkey who is a good player. It must be a sense of accomplishment, right?"

　　 "It's a pity that I have never had a good temper. In my opinion, you are not as good as a monkey."

"What do you want to do? Let go of that kid!" The mage suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He controlled the portal and shrank a little, trying to force Donny to let go, otherwise, he might lose it. One arm.

　　 "What are you doing? Don't you know very well, I was seen as a monkey show before I did, but this time I changed a subject..."

Downey dragged the boy in front of him, and at the moment he was out of the aperture, in front of the well-dressed mage, he held the boy's head with the other hand, twisted it a little, and looked frightened and angry at him. In the middle, twisted!

　　 Click it!