Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Are you still the Rick I knew back then?

"Fuck! Next time I see C167, I'm going to kill him!!!"

After several unsuccessful attempts to communicate with C167, Grandpa stopped looking for him. Anxious, he suddenly reached out his right hand and patted Jerry's shoulder heavily.

"Jerry! As one of the few men in this family, can I trust you at this crucial moment?!"

Jerry: "There seem to be only five people in this family..."

Grandpa: "Motty and Sammy are in danger. If we don't rescue them immediately, they're doomed this time."

When Jerry first heard his grandfather say that Morty and Sammy were doomed if he didn't act quickly, he thought the grandfather was joking with him.

Or maybe Grandpa wanted to be lazy, so he made him do this...

But after listening to fifty words in ten seconds, Jerry's face immediately darkened. His increasingly intense and barely concealed rage caused his eyes to turn red.

This is actually true...

Morty and Sammy, in the Cthulhu universe, may have somehow awakened Azathoth, even prompting the AI ​​monitoring the family's vital signs to issue the highest level of alert.

But when the only person in the family who could save Morty and Sammy before everything was beyond repair was stopped by another version of himself.

Jerry is furious!

Although he was usually just a background character, he knew Rick's story very well, so he knew what would happen if his loved ones were taken away from him under certain circumstances.

Even the C137 couldn't save the day!

For the first time in his life, he wanted to kill someone!

Even though Morty had beaten him, cursed him, and humiliated him, and Sangmei ignored him and disregarded his existence, he was still the father of two children!

You!

She also wanted to stop Grandpa!

Seeing Jerry, who had his back to him, suddenly stop and look at C167 Jerry, one could see the materialized killing intent emanating from the middle-aged loser.

Grandpa suddenly took a step back, as if afraid of getting something on him.

"Rick, let's go! I'll take care of things here!"

When Jerry turned his back to me, straightened his back, and gave me a thumbs-up with his right hand, displaying the imposing and invincible spirit of a true warrior, he was completely unstoppable.

Grandpa knew he wanted to be a little mischievous and ruin the mood, but he just couldn't help it...

Because this incident, like Morty's real life-threatening situation, is a rare opportunity.

With the idea that I wanted it all, Grandpa decided to play a prank before making his escape.

"Jerry, if you win, next time we'll all go on an adventure together. You can choose the location, just don't go anywhere you want to go."

Upon hearing this, Jerry nearly broke down on the spot, having finally mustered the courage to fight to the death in front of another Jerry.

But why don't you just run away right away?

Are you going to stay here and talk about this?!

Make fun of me!

"Fuck! Rick! If you don't get out of my sight, then you stay here and fight him! I'm going to save Morty! Whether I can save him or not! You stay here!"

"Okay~ okay~ okay~ I'm so glad to see how brave you are. Now it's your turn~"

Grandpa's act of running away after saying a few words naturally caught the attention of C167 Jerry. He tried to chase after him, but Jerry blocked his way.

"Go away!"

After uttering those two words, C167 Jerry paused only briefly before chasing after his grandfather again.

Then, the laser energy gun in his hand exploded as soon as he pulled the trigger!

boom! ! !

The sudden explosion engulfed C167 Jerry and gave Jerry, who had mustered up the courage to have a 'real man' 1v1, a big fright.

"Fuck! Let's talk this out! Why did you have to expose yourself?!"

"Go to hell with your self-destruction!"

With his energy shield completely destroyed and half of his body scalded by fire, C167 Jerry reached for Jerry's neck with one hand.

Because he sensed something was wrong.

The seemingly ordinary person in front of him must have some extraordinary abilities to have been left behind by his grandfather. With the idea of ​​cutting through the Gordian knot, he decided to kill him first and not give him any chance to use his abilities!

Click~

My right elbow shattered after experiencing an explosion and then being subjected to intense physical activity...

"Fuck! You...who exactly are you, Jerry?!"

When confronted by C167 Jerry, Jerry initially wanted to answer that he was just a Jerry, but then he recalled that almost without exception, all the Jerrys who were his enemies met with bad ends.

So he straightened his back, grinned, revealing eight teeth, and said in a mocking voice, "I am... the Jerry Terminator! I am the nemesis of all Jerrys!!!"

Chapter 471 Jerry VS C167 Jerry

There's a saying that goes something like this: when it comes to giving someone a good slap in the face, I've always been the most conscientious merchant in the unlimited refill world.

After a middle-aged loser suddenly became cool for the first time in his life, he received seven or eight slaps on both cheeks in less than three seconds.

All that's missing from becoming the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King is the crooked mouth and the dragon king title.

However, this was the first time he had stood up for himself, and the person he was facing was not Rick, who had a psychological effect on him, but Jerry, who was just like him.

So it's okay to get beaten up!

As long as you don't catch up with Grandpa, it's fine!

Chokehold, warding, attacking the bottom lane, tickling...

The two fought their way from their home to the main street in front of their house.

Jerry unleashed every ruthless trick he could think of on C167 Jerry. When the latter tried to shake him off, Jerry simply pulled off his belt and grabbed his trench coat, refusing to let go.

What infuriates C167 Jerry even more is that while he can indeed beat up Jerry, when he wants to kill him, his attacks can never defeat this weak version of himself.

This...this guy can't be killed!

Having gradually come to understand what abilities Jerry possessed, C167 Jerry decisively pulled out his bubble gun and filled him with a layer of transparent yet sturdy bubble.

Then kick the bubble, sending it scurrying away so it won't bother you anymore.

But someone underestimated Jerry's determination this time.

Grandpa is racing against time to save Morty and Sammy's lives, and you have to jump out and cause trouble, making me experience what Rick felt like after losing his wife and daughter?

Pooh!

I, Jerry, swear I will never be Rick!

After flying about ten meters into the air, Jerry, with his house key still in his hand, popped the bubble and slammed it heavily to the ground.

boom!

C167 Jerry, who had just turned around, was startled by the sound of the ground hitting the ground. He turned back in disbelief and looked at Jerry, who was curled up on the ground like a shrimp but was still trying to stand up.

"You... what kind of monster are you? Even a normal Rick would struggle for a while to deal with this bubble, how... how did you do it!"

The answer to his question was not words, but a three-yuan iron key with a patina that had been polished for twelve years and cost less than fifty cents to produce, shining brightly in the sunlight!

Upon seeing this answer, C167 Jerry's breathing slowed to a beat.

He thought the other person was just an ordinary passerby, but little did he know that he had been playing dumb all along! He used that damn key to burst his bubble!

Unfortunately... your skill level isn't high enough!

You failed to grasp the essence of playing dumb to outmaneuver me, and didn't defeat me the moment I underestimated you.

It gave me plenty of time to think, and it made me take you seriously!

So... let's start over!

Jerry pulled a double-barreled shotgun with an oversized barrel from his back waist. He loaded it with two extra-large grenades, the yellow coating bearing a black symbol of a large fire.

Incendiary bombs! White phosphorus incendiary bombs!

It is luminous, highly toxic, and can spontaneously combust at just 40°C in humid air. If the area of ​​skin burned exceeds 7%, it will cause severe acute hemolytic anemia and lead to death from acute renal failure!

It's definitely a weapon of mass destruction.

The reason C167 Jerry used this old-fashioned shotgun was because his keen combat sense told him that the more high-tech the weapon, the less effective it would be at suppressing Jerry, but the more damage it would inflict on him.

Then... let's use this old guy!

He aimed, pulled the trigger, and a loud bang and white smoke appeared at the muzzle as two extra-large grenades rapidly approached Jerry.

Someone had just gotten up at that moment.

He felt a bit of a 'stuck' feeling in his upper back and shoulders, so he put his hands behind his head and tried to stretch his body to continue facing C167 Jerry.

Click~

At that moment, Jerry's shoulders were fully open, and he looked up at the sky with a very comfortable expression.

Two extra-large shotgun shells passed directly through the triangle formed by the arm, and after flying about a hundred meters, they accurately hit the old house at the end of the street.

boom! !

Within 0.1 seconds, white phosphorus gushed out from the cracks created when the grenade hit the house wall, igniting everything in its path.

This also ignited the flames of war in C167 Jerry's heart and planted a seed of fear.

His vision had been enhanced by certain human modification surgeries, allowing him to see the trajectory of two grenades with the naked eye, so he could clearly see the two grenades.

How exactly did it pass through the triangular 'channel' formed by Jerry's two arms and launch into that house a hundred meters away without harming him in the slightest?

It's almost safe to say!

Even if the error were only 0.5 seconds more or less, the two grenades would have definitely torn off Jerry's skin and flesh. But he managed to dodge them without taking any damage at that perfect moment!

Horrible... absolutely terrifying!!!

After being sent to another world by P850, C167 Jerry worked his way up step by step. He once knelt on the ground to wipe the deck, stayed up all night holding a chamber pot, and served a certain captain. He was even used as a source of amusement by the crew and hung on a large fishhook to fish for sharks.