Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 1046

"This is the Interstellar Era's melee weapon? Interesting!"

Looking at the bloody, inhuman corpse on the ground, and the hammer in his hand that can release energy shocks when attacking, Alan's face An interested expression appeared.

Because melee weapons have not been completely eliminated with the development of science and technology as many people imagined, but instead have a second spring with the power of science and technology.

Take this power hammer as an example. In addition to being able to break up the opponent's head and bones, it can also release an energy weapon that exceeds its own weight at the moment of impact. times the shock wave.

as everyone knows, whether it is the body or the armor, it generally has a certain shock absorption effect.

It can be like this two consecutive violent impacts within one second, and each time is stronger than the first, no matter what kind of shock absorption structure, it is all for nothing.

If there is still a certain chance to survive being hit by an energy weapon, then being hit by this thing is almost 100% dead.

Even super soldiers injected with serum such as American Captain and Winter Warrior are no exception.

Of course, except for guys like Thor and Hulk whose skin is rough, flesh is thick.

And this is just a weapon used by the warden's personal bodyguard, presumably the hammer in the hands of the accuser Ronan can only be better.

"You...you actually killed Gross?!"

The voice of another bodyguard next to him was trembling. You must know that the guy who died just now is definitely the strongest person among the four of them.

even more how, he himself has also undergone a series of human transformations, otherwise he would not be able to use powerful melee weapons such as energy impact hammers.

What about the result?

After just one turn, it was forcibly smashed into patties by Alan with no difficulty.

In the face of such a desperately powerful force, anyone who has other options will not resist to the end.

But unfortunately, Alan obviously didn't intend to give these people a chance to choose, so he picked up the hammer again and smashed it down at a lightning-fast speed.

Bang!

After another muffled sound, only two of the original four bodyguards remained.

Seeing that the other party didn't plan to save himself a life at all, the last man and woman also gave up.

The woman obviously has some unique ability to quickly open her mouth and spurt a large amount of green liquid from her throat.

Anything that is contaminated will immediately make a harsh screeching sound, even the rust-proof alloy plate will be corroded rapidly, and it is unknown whether it is strong acid or strong alkali, or some An unknown poison.

And men are particularly good at using weapons, pulling out two pistols hanging from their waists and shooting frantically.

But unfortunately, in terms of firepower, the little raccoon has never lost to anyone.

I saw that he was flexible like a small animal to move and dodge at first, and immediately fired an amazing energy cannon with formidable power in his hand after he seized the gap.

A beam of light flashed!

This unlucky bastard had a large hole in his chest, and the edges showed traces of burnt black.

In the end, he fell down slowly with a look of shock and unwillingness on his face.

And another woman who was frantically spewing green liquid was also beheaded easily by Alan wielding the giant sword. The whole person was cut into a dozen pieces and scattered on the ground, allowing the liquid she spewed to corrode completely. .

It has to be said that the four bodyguards around the warden do have two strikes.

At least a hundred times stronger than those prison guards.

Unfortunately, what they encountered today was Alan, an opponent who was fundamentally impossible to defeat.

Although so far, Alan hasn't shown the slightest bit of power at all.

"Hey! Dear Warden! Do you still remember me?"

Seeing that the last female bodyguard was also dead, Rocket immediately jumped deep into the table, using The energy cannon in his hand was aimed at Morakot's head, and he tried to stuff the front end into the opponent's mouth.

Don't look at the cute little raccoon, but in the bones is a real danger.

Especially when it comes to dealing with enemies, he definitely doesn't mind showing his character seeking revenge for the slightest grievance.

“wū wū wū wū…”

Morak was obviously frightened and let out a terrified cry, obviously wanting to ask for mercy.

But because his mouth was blocked by the gun barrel, he couldn't express himself clearly at all.

After all, who would be willing to die for a powerful person?

But the little raccoon still insisted with a savage smile and forced: "Speak! Didn't you like to talk a lot before? Show me your eloquence again!"

"Rocket! You blocked his mouth, he can't speak at all now." Alan put the giant sword and hammer behind him and couldn't help reminding.

Because the energy cannon has been given to the rocket, there is just enough space to hang the hammer.

"Ah! Sorry, I forgot." The little raccoon moved the energy cannon back slightly.

As soon as his mouth was released, Morakot knelt down with a spineless plop and cried and begged: "I was wrong! It's all my fault! Please, let me go this time. Okay? In return, I am willing to pay you a large sum of money."

"How much is the large sum of money?" Rocket asked with a fierce look.

He is still alive, but the money is gone, and he is more eager for money than ever before.

"Five million! I'm willing to give you five million!" Morak hurriedly offered a price he thought was quite high.

Of course, it's actually a lot of money.

According to the exaggerated purchasing power of this cryptocurrency, almost a few hundred thousand can buy a well-configured spaceship.

"Five million?!"

After hearing the warden's offer, Rocket's eyes lit up instantly, and he didn't need to ask to know that he was heartbroken.

Just when he was about to agree, Alan took a bunch of rectangular storage devices he found in the wall mezzanine safe and threw them on the table, teased with a smile: "Why, Are you satisfied with only five million?"

"How is that possible!"

The little raccoon jumped up like a tail was stomped on, and his attention was quickly stored by these Attracted by cryptocurrency "wallets".

Even a fool knows that there must be more than five million storage devices.

After all, Morakot has ruled this prison for at least several decades, and the wealth in his hands has already reached the level of ordinary person unimaginable.

The only problem is how to open these encrypted wallets.

As for Morak himself, when he saw the "private money" that he had saved for many years being turned out, his face was similar to that of his dead father, and his eyes showed despair.

"Did you say the password yourself, or did you wait for me to help you?" Alan squeezed his knuckles with a ka ka sound, and the threat was self-evident.

"Can...can you leave me a little?" Morak's lips trembled probed.

"Sorry, you don't have the right to bargain right now. What I can guarantee is that if you volunteer your password, we can choose to take your life away." Alan sneered and broke the other party's illusion.

At this point, you still want to protect your life and wealth?

Dream!

Currently, the most powerful warden is just a piece of meat on a chopping board, and he can cook whatever he wants.

He didn't think that the other party was the kind of tough guy who could endure torture.

"Why should I trust you?" Morakot subconsciously glanced at the little raccoon beside him who pointed his energy cannon at his head.

In his opinion, Alan is a Bounty Hunter or a mercenary, and he should have no grudge against him, just for money, so he shouldn't be too worried about turning his face and denying the account afterwards.

In comparison, Rocket and Groot, who were once prisoners, are a big problem.

He knows too well how badly his prison treats prisoners.

The vast majority of prisoners are not guaranteed even the most basic food and water. Almost every day, people will die of starvation and thirst.

In addition to the unrestricted fighting organized by the prison guards in private, as well as the physical and mental damage to the prisoners, it was quite restrained that the other party did not directly rush in and cut himself into pieces.

The ghost knows whether the other party will explode himself into waste after taking the money.

"Do you have a second choice besides trusting me now? Don't talk nonsense! If you want to take the initiative to explain, hurry up, or I will do it." Alan deliberately pretended to be impatient. urged.

Rocket is undoubtedly impatient, and immediately echoed: "Yes! Explain the password immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

Under the threat of two people singing a harmony, Mo Lack quickly realized that he had no choice but to admit obediently and honestly.

Otherwise, after Alan kills himself, he just needs to go to those professionals with these storage devices, who will soon be able to crack the password and extract all the encrypted currency from it.

The only difference is that he himself will be tortured during the interrogation process, and the other party will only lose a part of the money.

With the password, the little raccoon opened all the memories in less than half a minute.

Looking at the string of numbers that appeared on the terminal, he finally couldn't help exclaiming excitedly: "Oh - my Heavens! We've made a fortune! We've made a fortune! This guy has eight thousand! Wan's fortune! Asshole! Before he tried to use trifling five million to buy me off!"

"Eighty million? Our warden really made a lot of money over the years." Alan Staring meaningfully at Morak.

You don't need to ask to know that this prison stands in the universe for the most vicious prisoners. In essence, it is no different from those private prisons in the United States. The main source of income is subsidies.

It's just that private prisons in the United States eat subsidies from their own government, while Tusair prison eats subsidies from Great Influences in the universe.

Usually, the prisoners sent here either committed unforgivable crimes on other planets, or offended a great character who shouldn't have offended.

In short, there are people who want to see them suffer and see them pay for what they have done.

And the more civilized planets have usually abolished those cruel punishments, which can only be achieved by sending prisoners to Tusier prison.

Since it is necessary to borrow other people's hands to do some shameful things, then the benefits and sealing fees will definitely be paid.

Simply put, this prison is equivalent to a junkyard where the Great Influences of the universe dispose of their trash.

Everyone thinks it's dirty and doesn't want to do it themselves, but at the same time they need it to exist.

To a certain extent, Morakot is also considered a talent, and keenly seized this business opportunity.

"How will the money be divided?"

After dancing with joy for a while, the little raccoon immediately asked a very sharp question.

Because he doesn't think that Alan, who has great power, will choose the fairest way to divide the head equally.

"I take half! You and your friends take 30 million. The remaining 10 million is reserved for those Bounty Hunters and mercenaries behind. Just a little benefit."

Alan thought about it for a while, and then immediately stated his distribution plan.

"You want to give 10 million to those garbage? Why!"

Alan doesn't have much of a problem with taking half of it himself.

Because in his opinion, this is what the other party deserves.

You must know that without Alan's powerful battle strength along the way, it would be impossible to rush into the top room of the conning tower.

But the little raccoon was full of disdain in his heart for those wastes who followed his own ass to pick up leaks and search for finances.

After all, his principle has always been how much he does and how much he gets.

"Hehe, don't be so stingy, 30 million is enough for you to spend. Even more how, we always have to leave some soup for others to drink when we eat meat, I don't want to stink for a little money Your own reputation." Alan half true half false gave the reason.

"But it's not a little money! It's 10 million! Most Bounty Hunters and mercenaries can't make that much without eating or drinking in their lifetime!" expression.

Don't say ten million.

He's used to being poor, and he hasn't even seen hundreds of thousands before this.

Otherwise, the plot would not have been attracted by the trifling bounty of tens of thousands on Star-Lord, so he would risk imprisonment for violating the laws of Xandar.

"Trust me, this is just the beginning. As long as you and I work together, you will definitely make more money in the future." Alan patted the little raccoon on the shoulder to enlighten.

"I'm Groot!"

The tree man also brought the picture together at some point, and seemed very dissatisfied with not mentioning himself.

Alan immediately added with a smile, "Ah! And Groot! The three of us working together will definitely get more money."

"Well -Okay! Just listen to you! Damn it! I can't believe I was persuaded so easily. That's 10 million! 10 million!" Rocket's tone was full of strong resentment.

But as a principled little raccoon, he quickly divided these cryptocurrencies.

When the Bounty Hunter and the mercenaries who came behind heard that they could share 10 million together, they immediately burst into deafening cheers.

At the same time the resentment against Alan for not allowing anyone to escape was also disappeared on the spot.

As a saying goes, in the face of huge interests, even two irreconcilable enemies can sit together and chat and laugh, not to mention that the two sides have no deep hatred.