Transformers In Marvel Chapter 51: The Fearful Son of Heaven

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Dr. Octopus – "The real crime would be not to finish what we started."

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　　 The headgear was roughly torn off, almost breaking Tony Stark's neck. In the dazzling light, Tony barely opened his eyes, but still found it difficult to adapt. He tried to open his eyes wide to see the faces of the people who kidnapped him. Who are they? How many people in the United States and even in the world dare to kidnap him? Tony Stark is the world's favorite, and countless people are holding him. Who will act against him outrageously?

　　 Tony, as the sole heir of the Stark family, also holds the trillion-dollar Stark Group. Since childhood, he has carried the name of genius, and he has been used to it. Even when researching weapons and missiles, there are a bunch of employees and his artificial intelligence to help him deal with the heavy work. When did his proud dandy suffer such a big loss like today?

　　He was kidnapped! Finally ran out and completely debauched once, this kind of thing happened!

　　 It's not that no one has attacked him for so many years, but every time there is no danger, this situation like today is simply the first time in life.

　　 Tony is very proud. Even if he is kidnapped, the opponent is nothing more than asking for money or technology. It can't be anything else. He is just an arms dealer.

　　 Before his eyes could adjust, he took the initiative to speak: "What do you want? Money? I'm just an ordinary person. You definitely tied the wrong person. In fact, I think this is a misunderstanding..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, a heavy fist hit him in the stomach. Tony knelt on the ground painfully, as if he was about to fall apart, and he simply lost consciousness.

　　 Under the dim light, Dickon grabbed Tony's hair, raised his head to face him, and looked at the proud man in the eyes of humans with disdain. What can this kind of master be? It's not like falling into his hands like an ant, as long as he wants to, he can choke this weak human being at any time.

　　 But Dicken wouldn't do that, it didn't serve his purpose. Tony Stark, an idiot, came to his door and ran to his site to show off his power. Doesn't this idiot usually go out to investigate the local situation?

　　 Tony came here by surprise. Dickon was originally here waiting for Blade and Downey. He didn't expect to see Tony first, so he temporarily ordered his subordinates to bring him over.

"Tony Stark, you unscrupulously sold all kinds of high-tech weapons, causing many vampires to be killed by your weapons. You are a genius and a fool. How should this account be calculated?" Dickon smoked and used Look at Tony with the same look at the livestock.

　　 "In fact, people praise me for being wise and foolish." Tony said, and then he was punched to the ground by Dickon again, and didn't get up for a long time. He was coughing in pain, almost asphyxiated. The fist was too heavy, and he felt like he was going to be beaten to death with just two punches.

　　 Tony hangs out with all kinds of women all the year round. He has been hollowed out a long time ago. It is impossible to withstand the fists from vampires.

The vampire next to 　　 stepped up to persuade Dickon that Tony's status was noble, and if he killed him, the vampire would suffer wild revenge from the human camp. Tony Stark is like a symbolic business card for mankind, synonymous with human genius and rich man. Tony can be killed by others, but he must not die in the hands of a vampire. This is undoubtedly a declaration of war.

Dickon swallowed the clouds, looked at the smoke floating in the air, and took a deep breath. The smell of smoke made him intoxicated. The ravages of human high-level humans like Tony made him extremely obsessed. This came from the crushing and contempt of the lower levels of the food chain. .

　　 Tony lay on the ground, gasping silently with his mouth open, he really felt like he was going to die.

A Hagui clan came up and leaned in Dickon's ear and said, "Boss, our people have arrested the councillors of the other twelve clans, but we have also lost a lot of manpower. When the news spreads, The entire vampire kingdom will be turbulent, and will even alarm the king."

　　 Dickon's eyelids jumped subconsciously. The king of vampires... the guy who didn't know how many years he had lived didn't care about government affairs at all, and threw all his power to the parliament. He hid himself and didn't know what he was studying.

　　 Dickon has never seen a vampire king. He has only heard rumors in a few words. It is said that he is a deep fellow in the city, but he is old and frail. He only bears the name of a king and never interferes with the decisions of the Vampire Council.

　　 But in fact, the parliament has great fear of this irresponsible king, and I don't know why.

　　 "Then **** those twelve noble thoroughbreds to the altar, and then they will be sacrificed as a sacrifice for me to become a god."

　　 Dicken gave the order and threw away half of the cigarette he had smoked in his hand, with a grinning smile on his face. He waited for this opportunity for a long time, until today he fulfilled his wish.

　　 As for why there are twelve clans, what about the chairperson? Ha ha ha... The speaker was thrown to the beach by Dickon not long ago, and was burned alive in the new sun.

　　 The entire council has been washed away by countless large and small families led by him. From today on, there is no ridiculously corrupt institution like the council. Only him, Dickon Frost, is the only actual ruler of the vampire world today.

　　 As for the king... Dickon frowned, and finally felt that he still wouldn't touch the mold. The parliament has not dared to act for so many years, and he does not need to do too much. Become a blood god, can walk unscrupulously under the sun, the whole world belongs to him, and care about a king who is about to die of old age?

　　 Tony finally eased, and Tony barely heard the conversation between Diacon and his subordinates. He finally knew who kidnapped him.

　　 is a vampire, actually a vampire.

　　 Tony shivered fiercely. At this moment, his mentality arose with unconcealable fear, and his whole body began to tremble slightly, and the tremor became larger and larger.

　　 When I was bitten by a vampire, if I couldn't inject the anti-virus serum in time, he would be transformed into a vampire permanently, and there would be no turning back. Where does he get the anti-virus serum now? Except for some vampire hunters, who would take that kind of stuff with you?

　　 He was bitten, what should I do later? From now on, as a vampire, live humblely, not to be able to eat garlic in Yangguan, and still **** human blood on a regular basis? What a sad joke! Tony Stark, as the proud son of all mankind, has become a vampire who feeds on mankind! What would my friend Rod think of him? What should Little Pepper think of him? What would his most beloved uncle and his closest elder Obadiah think of him?

　　 It would be better to just die~www.mtlnovel.com~ This foolish genius, let him live first. Sending someone to negotiate with Obadea, saying that he wanted to exchange Tony Stark, he immediately handed over 100 billion U.S. dollars and a large number of state-of-the-art weapons to see how the guy wanted to choose. "Dickon looked at the terrified Tony, smiled contemptuously, opened his mouth and bit on it hard.

　　 Tony let out a desperate scream, like the last wailing, his colorful pupils gradually became numb, and his mind roared and went blank. He was bitten, he was bitten by this group of vampire creatures, everything was over, he would never be a human again, he would be infected, would become a vampire in the dark, and all the light would leave him forever.

　　 At this moment, Tony really wants to die.

　　 Dickon is very rampant. He, who is about to become a blood god, regards all human beings as food. He doesn't care about anything. He just plays casually. How can he really care about it?

　　 Suddenly, there were screams and screams faintly above. The cry was obviously abnormal, penetrated the floor and passed to the ground. Many vampires subconsciously raised their heads to look at the ceiling.

　　 Tony twitched, and the thing named Hope reappeared in Tony's eyes. Vampire hunter! It must be a vampire hunter! They specialize in killing vampires and must carry anti-venom with them! It might be rescued to hold on!

　　 Dickon didn't rush to put on his coat. If nothing else, the attacker was either the blade or Downey. Maybe these two guys got together. After all, these two guys should almost be in Ocean City.

　　He needs these two people. He needs some sacrifices and rituals to become a blood god. He needs the blood of Daywalker, but he needs Downey even more!

　　 "That magic mutant has finally been delivered..." Dickon muttered to himself somewhat greedily.

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