Chapter 1751: Appearance with a Bald Head

Shooting with a cannon does not mean that Melinda wants to kill the monsters below with this cannon. It can be seen from the previous explosion that unless a miracle happens, this is simply impossible.

So her purpose is very simple, that is to use this kind of attack to make the monsters below feel pain, and then let go of their restraint under the natural reaction of the creatures.

This might seem like the most likely scenario right now, but it's not. Because the toughness of this monster is far beyond Melinda's imagination.

Even if Melinda aimed the cannon at its eyes, even if the lasing bullets hit its face with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The monster still didn't intend to let go of its claws. It was just howling and howling, and it was just constantly recovering from the damage it had received. And when this kind of damage has become accustomed to it, the effect of the cannon is already minimal.

It took less than a minute for the muffled sound as if the cloth was being torn to the crisp sound of clanging. A minute ago, Melinda dared to say that she was attacking a flesh and blood body, and a minute later, she even began to wonder if she was shooting at the frontal armor of a main battle tank.

This kind of adaptability and evolution ability can be said to be unexpected, even the super biochemical weapon developed by Hydra, I am afraid it can only reach this point. Although the two seem unrelated, this inexplicable similarity always gives people a sense of déjà vu. It's like two flowers grown from the same seed. There may be a little difference in color and density, but the shape and characteristics are always the same.

Could it be a coincidence? Melinda couldn't help but have such doubts in her heart. And soon, she denied such an idea. Because no matter how coincidental, I'm afraid it can't be such a coincidence. There must be a certain connection here, and what kind of connection it is, I'm afraid it needs further investigation.

Of course, this is not what she needs to care about right now. If you want to investigate the details, the minimum condition is that you can survive the current crisis. As it stands now, that doesn't seem optimistic.

This is not only the opinion of Melinda, but also that of her technological companion. He, who had never experienced such a scene before, was completely devastated at this time, and even started to feel sorry for himself.

"I just knew that I shouldn't think about doing any field missions. The laboratory is so good, everyone in it is full of talents, they speak nicely, and they are not boring at all. I really think about it when I am full and have nothing to do. Come out to breathe some fresh air. What’s so good about fresh air, isn’t it just that the oxygen content is higher? I can also prepare it in the laboratory. .I can't breathe anything but stomach gas."

"Fitz, shut up. If you have the time, you might as well find a way to ask for help, or write a suicide note..."

Unable to bear the fact that a big man is such a mother-in-law, Melinda immediately got angry. Facing Melinda's sudden outburst of temper, Fitz muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Help, who to ask for help? Even if I send a rescue model to the Air Force, it will take at least half an hour for them to arrive. By then, I estimate that both of us are about to be digested into feces. As for writing the suicide note, I am now My mind is in a mess, I don't know what to write..."

"Listen, Fitz. If you dare to bring shit up in front of me again, I'll just beat you up into a ball of shit. Believe me, that's enough time. Maybe you can pray that the monster down there won't be right What interest is feces in!"

"I don't think it's very likely. Judging by its appearance, I guess even if I become that lump, it can still eat it. And compared to this,

I would rather pray to see a great savior appear in front of me at this time. Although such a thing is almost impossible to happen. Oh hell, what did I see? "

A sudden exclamation made Melinda turn her gaze away in an instant. And when she looked down along Fitz's line of sight, she immediately saw a rather conspicuous existence.

A bald head appeared majestically behind that monster. And like a mayfly shaking a tree, he waved his fist at that monster.

This may seem like a ridiculous move, but the result is beyond everyone's expectations. Because at that moment, the monster wailed much louder than before, and its body, which was bigger than an elephant, suddenly fell to the ground as if it had lost its footing.

The arm, which is much longer than the total length of the body, is obviously unable to maintain its gripping movement in this situation. Although it caused a violent shock to the Quin-type fighter for a while, in the end, the Quin-type fighter still escaped its control.

Seizing this opportunity, Fitz quickly raised the plane to a safe enough distance. Because the incident happened suddenly, the situation changed beyond everyone's imagination. So they didn't directly choose to leave, but began to condescendingly examine the current scene. And it wasn't until this time that they could really take a closer look at the sudden appearance of the bald head.

This is an adult male with a height of about 190 centimeters. He is bald and his upper body is exposed. His body looks very strong.

His bronzed skin and muscular body made him look powerful. And this is not the most conspicuous feature on his body, the most conspicuous thing on his body is the absolutely dazzling tattoo on his body.

Through the enlarged camera, Melinda and the others could clearly see that a dragon-like tattoo was tattooed on his naked body. This tattoo is so lifelike that even if it is relayed through the camera, it can make people feel the exquisite details. Every claw, every scale is clearly decorated. He didn't know what kind of paint was used to decorate it, but the entire tattoo revealed a color like flowing lava on his body.

This is not the most special case, the most special case is that this tattoo can actually walk around the bald head like a living thing. A moment ago, it was still opening its mouth wide on the bald-headed chest, as if it wanted to eat someone. But the next moment, it had already swam to the back of the bald head, and its wings spread to cover the shoulder blades on both sides of the bald head.

This is no longer a sentence that can be described as lifelike. If it is really said, it probably can only be described with a sentence of incredible.

"Where did he get his tattoo, I want to try it too. I think if I get such a cool tattoo on my body, the agents in the field department will not laugh at me as a sissy. "

Fitz looked at the tattoo on his bald head, almost drooling with envy. Facing his disappointing appearance, Melinda shook her head and said so.

"Whether you are a sissy is not determined by what kind of tattoo you have on your body, but by your personal will. From this point of view, you are hopeless, Fitz. Also, if you have the time to envy In this case, it is better to do something more meaningful. I need this person's information, immediately, immediately!"

After all, Melinda was Fitz's boss in name, so after she gave such an order in an orderly tone, Fitz naturally had to let go of all distracting thoughts and start working on her order.

With the complete facial data of the target person, this kind of investigation is not laborious, so soon, all the information about this person is already in front of them.

"Dr. Stephen Strange, a famous neurosurgery expert, once set a record of 100% success rate of surgery. Because of an accident, his hands were comminuted and fractured. Although he was treated afterwards, the nerves in his hands were also left behind. Irreparable patients. This brought his career as a doctor to an end, and because of this, he faced bankruptcy. Judging from his bank records, this doctor is bankrupt, and his name Houses and luxury cars have been put up for sale.”

"The last time he appeared was in Los Angeles, on a live recording program on a TV station. This program was jointly organized by government departments to introduce the magic of Baron Mordo to the public. And it was on that program, Doctor Strange has a promise from Sir Mordo, as long as he can hike to the highest peak of the Rocky Mountains, he will have the opportunity to learn magic."

"Well, it seems that he has succeeded. Otherwise, I don't believe that a person with permanent hand insanity can knock down such a big monster with one punch. However, has he really become a mage? Why do I Does he feel more like a boxing champion?"

"It's more like a monk than a boxing champion. His bald head is really impressive."

Unusual, the old-fashioned Melinda also made a joke. But after saying this sentence, she changed the topic to formality again.

"Keep an eye on him. We are not sure whether he is an enemy or a friend. In addition, be prepared to receive him. If he is not the opponent of this monster, we will find a way to help him get out of here."

It has been less than a year since I came into contact with Baron Mordo. And wanting to fight against such a monster in a year, to be honest, Melinda didn't think it was a realistic thing. Unless it is said that Dr. Strange has a powerful enough ancestor, at the level of gods and demons. Otherwise, she didn't have much hope for this kind of thing at all.

If the strong can be so quick, then where do you let them, the agents who have received rigorous training since childhood, be placed? Compared with those who are born at a higher starting point, those who stand on the same starting line as them, but run like they are stepping on an F1 car make them feel a little more unacceptable. Because this is a denial of their existence and their past efforts. And no matter what kind of person is facing such a guy, they will probably feel complicated.

At this point, Melinda is no exception. Although according to common sense, she should hope that Strange has the power to defeat this monster. But starting from the most essential thought in her heart, she wanted to see another situation happen.

Ridiculous isn't it, but sometimes it's just human nature. But fortunately, the operation of this world is rarely transferred by human will. So Melinda didn't see the picture in her heart that she didn't even have the courage to admit. All she could see was a scene of a bald head showing off his might.

Mages, especially melee mages, are not fans of turn-based confrontation. Like most combat professions, they pay attention to the tactical idea of ​​killing you while you are sick. So after knocking down such a huge monster with one punch, Strange grabbed one of its arms without any hesitation, and then used a standard over-the-shoulder posture to throw this conservative body weighing more than ten tons. The monster was thrown hard and flew out.

Why is it said that the throwing technique is a fighting technique with great lethality? That's because it can turn the opponent's weight into its own striking power. Punches and feet may be more destructive than wrestling in terms of point-to-point confrontation. But purely in terms of strength, in the final analysis, the throwing technique using the body and the ground as the pedal is better. Especially when you meet the kind of opponent who can ignore your weight casually and lift you up, you will understand what it feels like to be crushed.

The monster has already experienced this feeling right now. A weight of more than ten tons collided with the ground in such a violent way, such a physical effect was enough to break half of its bones. Of course, whether it has bones or not is another matter. But in any case, such damage is real and cannot be escaped.

So from the perspective of a bystander, the filthy flesh and blood rushed out of the monster's body in an instant like a pustules that had been squeezed and exploded. Facing such a disgusting scene, Strange couldn't help but frown.

Perhaps on the surface, this monster looks like it has been severely injured. But from the perspective of a mage, he can clearly perceive the vigorous dark power in this monster.

This is the pillar that supports the appearance of that monster in reality, and as long as this dark force is not eliminated, then this monster will never face death.

In other words, immortality? Realizing this, Strange immediately brought a smile to his face.

Such a change did not make him lose his fighting spirit, on the contrary, it further stimulated his competitive spirit. So right now, he clasped his hands together and performed a standard prayer action. Then chant it with your mouth.

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Ma Kong!"

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