Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 1044

After a long and boring space trip, the transport ship has finally arrived at the outskirts of the prison.

When everyone saw the huge number of floating cannons and small fighter jets around, one of them couldn't help but yelled: "Damn it! This is the most heavily guarded prison in Tusier! No wonder Such a high price!"

"Tus El Prison? Famous?" Alan showed a puzzled expression.

Obviously, his understanding of the huge universe is quite limited, not even as good as Sakura.

After all, just relying on the little things shown in the movie, trying to figure out the universe with billions of civilizations and races is simply a fool's explanation.

Not to mention, just finding the corresponding planet in the star map is a very time-consuming and labor-intensive thing.

Especially if you don't know the name of the planet, even if there is artificial intelligence assistance, it will be free.

Because of this, Alan gave up the spaceship decisively, and went to Xandar by himself with the power of the space gem.

"You don't even know about Tusier Prison?" Another Bounty Hunter next to him showed a very surprised expression.

In contrast, the leader of the Kree squad kindly explained: "Tuth'El Prison, also known as Hell's Corridor, is one of the most notorious prisons in the universe.

It originally belonged to the planet Tus-El, and was originally used to hold felons.

But later, when the planet was captured by the mad titan Thanos and slaughtered half of the population, it was In total chaos.

And the prison is also controlled by a guy named Morak.

In order to maintain his tyrannical rule and make money, this man began to accept people from all planets and civilizations Dangerous criminals, and then throw them in jail to fend for themselves.

Every time you receive one, you can get a lot of benefits.

So far, there has been no Come out alive."

"Not only that! See those floating turrets and small fighter jets around? They are all controlled by prisoners in the prison. And these prisoners are forcibly implanted to Microbombs that detonate at any time. If anyone dares to go to work and fail to do their best, Morakot will immediately blow it to pieces through the control device. So these people are fighting so crazy that even the Kree don't want to provoke it." A mercenary stepped forward and added.

From the frightened expressions on the faces of these people, it is not difficult to see that Tusier Prison can indeed be called a fierce name.

So many timid guys have begun to back off.

After all, Bounty Hunter and the mercenaries can only get their own share of money and enjoy the life of drunken stupor only if they survive.

If there is a team that is a little better, at least the companions can help to get the money that belongs to them afterwards.

But without a companion, the employer doesn't even have to pay.

Seeing the chaos in the cabin, the face of the fish-head alien suddenly became very ugly.

Just as he was about to step up and control the chaotic situation, Alan suddenly raised his arm and moved towards the solid alloy wall of the cabin and punched fiercely.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the two-finger-thick alloy plate suddenly sank, leaving an incomparably clear punch mark.

Moment!

Everyone shut their mouths subconsciously.

Others quickly took up arms to protect themselves.

Watching this group of standard "mobs", Alan scolded with disdain: "I want to take a bite when I see the benefits, and I want to hide away when I see difficulties? Your performance is really good. Let me down! In my opinion, whether it is a mercenary or a Bounty Hunter, there should be a minimum bottom line, which is to complete the tasks assigned by the employer. Since everyone present has taken the money, it should not be held back I don't care what excuses or reasons you have, today whoever dares to turn around and run away, I will directly send him to another world."

"Bastard! Do you think we are really afraid of you?" An obvious The guy who made up his mind to run away stood up.

He and several of his accomplices were armed with energy weapons, apparently preparing to rush into the cab and force the pilot to turn around and leave.

"hmph! These are your last words?" Alan smiled contemptuously.

"Fire! Kill him!"

"Go to hell!"

"You've been disgusting!"

Several people pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation, firing one after another deadly high-energy ray from the barrel.

In the general environment of the universe, kinetic energy weapons that need to carry a large amount of ammunition to maintain consumption have been eliminated for many years.

Even the poorest mercenaries and Bounty Hunters will find a way to equip themselves with an energy gun.

In this way, as long as you carry a few spare energy sources, you can meet your own needs.

Especially to those primordial planets with backward technology, even if one person destroys a country, it is not impossible.

But unfortunately, they clearly chose the wrong person this time.

When the first energy beam shot out, Alan also moved.

This time he didn't use any fancy abilities, just relying on the explosive power of his body, he rushed forward with the attack of the energy weapon in an instant, raised the giant sword on his back, and raised his hand. Jian Luo cut off several troublemakers.

Blood and intestines spewed out from the wound and flowed all over the place.

When these guys reacted, they suddenly let out a piercing scream.

"ahhhh Ahhhh!!!!!! Treatment! I need treatment!"

"no! No treatment! Because you are already dead!"

Having said that, Alan raised his foot and stepped on it fiercely.

Bang!

ka-cha!

The heads of several troublemakers were smashed to pieces in full view, and they swallowed their last breath.

It turns out that the best way to integrate a group of mobs is to use violence and killing to suppress them.

As the pungent smell of blood permeated the cabin, those who originally wanted to escape along with them all died down, at least they didn't dare to show it on the surface.

Because of Alan's powerful strength, it is enough to make most people give up their luck and start to seriously consider how to complete the task.

"Unbelievable strength, speed and reflexes. He seems to be more powerful than the best of us Cree," the woman in the Cree squash commented in a low voice.

Another male nodded lightly: "You're right! In the battle just now, this man was hit at least twelve times, but his skin didn't even show any burn marks. This shows that his skin can resist and even be immune to low-power energy weapons. I really can't figure out where such a guy came from. With his strength, he should have made his name in the universe long ago. "

"Enough! If you don't want to die, it's best not to inquire about other people's past." The leader of the Cree squad glared at the two team members.

It's clear that these traitors of the Kree Empire are very interested in Alan's formidable physicality.

After all, they are a group of powerful warriors themselves.

A few Kree can overturn hundreds of Bounty Hunters and mercenaries with just bare hands.

Because the home planet is a very high gravity environment, most Cree people have very strong bodies.

Although far less perverted than the Asgardians, it can also get rid of the Earth people a few streets.

Like in Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., humans and Kree can still win hand to hand combat, which is basically what happens with impossible.

After all, even the most ordinary Kree people can have several times the strength of Earth people, and they fight like the gap between a child and an adult.

On the other side, the fish-headed alien who witnessed how Alan controlled the situation with his iron-blooded wrist, immediately came to the door and bowed deeply: "Thank you very much! If it weren't for you I can't imagine what would happen."

"Just a verbal thank you? It's not my responsibility to know what just happened." Alan hinted meaningfully road.

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't let you do it in vain. When the target is rescued, I will pay you an additional 200,000 yuan as compensation." The fish head alien promised without thinking.

At this time, apart from desperately promising benefits, he couldn't come up with any good solutions.

"You better keep your word. If I find out that you can't keep your promise, the consequences will be dire." Alan half true half false threatened.

It has to be said that in his current image, he is simply an authentic Bounty Hunter, so it is quite deterrent to speak ruthlessly.

At least when the fish-head alien heard it, beads of sweat from densely packed immediately appeared on his forehead, and he forced a smile: "Understood! Don't worry, even if I don't pay other people's money, I will. I'll let you get paid first."

In this way, after a short "friendly negotiation", the corpses in the cabin were quickly cleaned up.

And after passing the identification, the transport ship slowly entered the No. 4 entrance according to the command of the console.

Throughout the process, at least the Six Sect floating turret is aimed.

No one doubts that as long as the driver makes the slightest non-compliant operation, he will be attacked by ruthless immediately.

Fortunately, the pilot has been tried and tested, and finally made the transport ship stably docked at the designated position.

Just as the prison guards brought a dozen prisoners who acted as coolies to carry the supplies, they were greeted by the Bounty Hunter and mercenaries who rushed out of the cabin.

No communication!

No communication is required either!

These murderous outlaw ruthless kill every living person they see, be it prisoners or prison guards.

In just a few seconds, the entire area was filled with various corpses.

As the main force with the most money, Alan took the lead. With the giant sword in his hand, he smashed the thick protective door, and completely cut off the early warning system in this area before the other party sounded the alarm.

Perhaps it was because of the relationship that the action was very smooth, the fish-head alien's mental state was particularly excited, and he quickly took out his personal terminal from his arms and showed everyone a photo of a woman with red skin : "Everyone! This is the object we are going to rescue in this mission. Her name is Alesha, and she should be held in a cell in Area 42. Now you need to divide your troops and go all the way to find and Rescue the target, and attack the central control tower all the way to attract the enemy's attention."

"Let's rescue the target!" The leader of the Kree squad immediately made a choice.

Because in his opinion, going to the prison to save people is much less dangerous than attacking the command tower.

At least the prisoners don't have any deadly weapons in their hands, and even if the riots are at best, they can only get some knives and the like.

But the conning tower is different!

There is Warden Morak's lair, with a large number of fully armed guards who are too hard to be hardened bones.

"Okay! The task of rescue is left to you. Remember, you can only succeed and not fail, otherwise everything we do now will be meaningless." warned repeatedly.

"Follow me the rest! It's time to liven up this dead prison!"

As he said, Alan picked up the multi- The giant sword with colored blood went straight to the other end of the passage.

As the door to the Central Region was opened, he, like Death God, recklessly harvested the souls of these aliens.

Whether it was those small aircraft or the prison guards who were holding weapons and shooting frantically, they could not hinder Alan's progress in the slightest.

Under his leadership, the piercing siren quickly echoed over the entire prison.

...

At the same time, in the prison where the prisoners were being held, Rocket Raccoon was staring at the prison guard who lost one's head out of fear, without looking back, cry out in surprise : "My God! Someone's attacking Tusier Prison! These guys are a bunch of lunatics! But it's just right! We can take this opportunity to escape!"

"..."

The tree Groot blinked for no apparent reason.

"Don't talk nonsense! Come and help! I don't want to be locked up here for the rest of my life." The tool starts to sit on the ground to the bulge.

About three or five minutes, he used the limited conditions to make an improvised bomb, fixed it on the wall of his cell, and used the bed and Groot as cover, and directly pressed the detonation button .

Moment!

bang! ! ! ! ! !

The high-energy explosion instantly blew the tree and the raccoon out, and fiercely hit the iron fence behind.

The rocket was so pressed that it let out a scream.

When he struggled to push away the tree man and got up from the ground, he saw that a large hole had been blown out in the wall, and outside was the corridor between the two areas of the prison.

"Hahahaha! I succeeded! I succeeded! Did you see it? Groot!" The little raccoon showed off dancing.

But before he was happy for a few seconds, several small aircrafts used to suppress the mortal rebellion flew over from a distance, and they fired without warning.

In order to protect his only friend, Groot could only block it with his body, while waving his cane-like arms, trying to knock down these large "flies".

But his movements are too slow to capture these small aircraft, which are only half a meter long, but are very lethal.

Under the continuous fire of high-energy lasers, the entire corridor was splashed with sawdust.

The Treant's body is being destroyed little by little.

And the rocket without any weapons and bombs can't help at all, and can only watch his partner get weaker and weaker.

At the crucial moment, a giant sword glowing with black light flew directly from the other side of the passage, and with a peng peng, the aircraft was cut into two pieces and dropped. It fell to the ground and exploded violently.