With a bang, the bald man's big fist hit Stark's back hard, smashing the steel sheet on Stark's back. [w.w.cm

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"Don't be careless when fighting, this is my lesson."

The bald man sneered, waved his fists continuously, punching Stark's back, and pieces of iron were sank down the bald man's fist.

"Despicable." Stark roared angrily, roaring repeatedly. He controlled the armor and rotated repeatedly, but no matter how he rotated, he could not get rid of the bald man.

"Despicable? It's so funny." The bald man grinned, and the tentacles in his mouth reached into the gap in Stark's armor and passed through it.

"You are not focused when fighting, but instead help others. Now I have caught the flaws, but they are called despicable. It's so funny. For the sake of you being my companion, I will give you a piece of advice: Don't take it lightly when fighting."

The bald man's tentacles were inserted into Stark's armor, and through the gap between the steel plates, he found the ** that Stark hid in the steel armor, and then injected viruses.

"Don't worry, it will only hurt like a needle."

"You need to concentrate when fighting."

A stream of silver-white liquid condensed and formed behind the bald man. He grabbed the bald man and threw him out, "This sentence should be returned to you."

"I don't want to be like a person or a ghost." After Stark relieved the threat, he immediately pointed the flamethrower at the bald man. "The dead person will be you."

"I won't die." The bald man opened his mouth and spit out a pile of yellow liquid. As soon as the liquid came into contact with the flame, it immediately evaporated into gas. The entire mine suddenly turned yellow.

"The heart is a volatile toxin." Ye Nan reminded loudly.

"Don't worry." Stark turned off the flamethrowing device, aimed his palms at the air, and powerful air pressure sprayed out between his hands, spraying away the poisonous mist.

"How is this?"

"No," Ye Nan exclaimed, his eyes fell on the bald man, and he only saw that the bald man was covered with flames, but he did not wail. He just spit out a meter-high bug from his mouth and then fell down.

The insect's figure is similar to a centipede, with a gray-black overall appearance, and there are many pink tentacles on its body. The pointed head is like a sharp arrow and an eyeball, completely exposed.

"This parasite is different from others, much larger than those parasites." Stark looked at the ugly parasite and exclaimed.

"I don't know what kind of parasite it is, the world is already in chaos." Ye Nan thought to himself that the parasites in the movie are definitely not that big, and they will not spray venom.

"But it is. This world is not a movie, nor is it a stand-alone copy. While I am developing, others are also developing. Perhaps Umbrella company mixes the genes of a parasite with some strange creature. It causes the parasite to mutate, which is not sure."

"The most likely one is that queen."

Ye Nan thought of the queen unconsciously. For some reason, when he saw these bugs, he could always think of the queen, as if these bugs had some strange relationship with the queen.

"Word, the insecticide is here." Stark lifted his arm and pointed it at the parasite and squirted it hard.

When the parasite saw the flames attack, it immediately avoided the flames and continued to move forward in a z-shaped route.

"This bug is much smarter."

Ye Nan went up and punched the parasite's head with a left hook, which turned the parasite's head into a direction.

The parasite was attacked and screamed in unknown meaning from its mouth. The yellow venom flew everywhere. Several of its tentacles were lifted up from the ground, hugging Ye Nan, and holding Ye Nan tightly.

"A bug is a bug. No matter how wise he is, he is still a bug." Ye Nan's body is made of liquid metal and he is not afraid of restraint at all.

If the enemy in front of him was a person, he would never use this stupid method to deal with Ye Nan after seeing that Ye Nan changed from liquid to solid state.

Unfortunately, parasites are always parasites. Although they claim to be wise, they still do not understand analysis.

"Wait."

Ye Nan was just about to turn into liquid metal and leave when he heard Stark's voice coming from behind. He looked back and saw two thick fire dragons sweeping from afar, enclosing Ye Nan and the parasite together.

"Stuck, you bastard."

Under the flames, Ye Nan's body turned into a pool of liquid and slowly melted away. However, the worst thing was not Ye Nan, but the parasite. The parasite wailed repeatedly under the flames, and the flesh and blood turned into the fuel of the flames at this time, and its entire body turned into a big fireball.

"Isn't it just a robot? I'll just pay you after I go back. Is it necessary to be so fussy?" Stark put away his flamethrow device and watched Ye Nan's body burnt, without even a little guilt.

He is such a person who treats money as dirt. When it comes to him, things that can be bought with money are not worth cherishing. What is really worth cherishing is human beings, living lives. If Ye Nan's body was his own flesh and blood body, Stark would not have spewed out flames at all.

"You burned your companion to death. It seems that you are really heartless."

Wisk slowly walked in from outside with a pair of sunglasses, "You are the same people as me, both are geniuses who are above the world. Are you interested in cooperating?"

"With your genius mind and my wisdom, we both become the gods of this world."

Wisk spread his arms and made a gesture of embracing the earth. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a god who loves all things, shining brilliantly.

"God? Sorry, I'm not interested." Stark rejected Wisk's proposal without thinking, "What I like is playing the world and talking about love. As for the gods of the world, I have no interest."

"Is that so? What a pity." Wisk felt a little regretful, "You are a genius. It would be a miracle that you can create such a powerful steel armor by hand in this environment. If I had a corps made of steel armor, it would be no problem to sweep the world."

"Forget it, no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot be used by me, and it is still empty. Since you refuse to become the god of this world with me, then you should become my subordinate."

Wisk took out a blue syringe, "This thing is a parasite embryo. Once it is injected into your body, it will be nurtured in your body. It will squeeze your internal organs, connect your nerves, and finally manipulate your body. But in this way, you will lose your talent for research. How about it, be my subordinate, and don't let me use this kind of thing."

"It's like you've won." Stark raised the flamethrow device in his hand and pointed it at Wisk. "I don't want to be parasitized by that disgusting thing, I'd rather die."

Stark pulled the trigger, and a large amount of flames ejected from the device and flew towards Wisk.

"Your thing is useless to me. I already knew it since he was still in the drawing stage."

"His purpose is battlefield, not single-player battles."

Wisk was still far away the moment before, and the next moment appeared in front of Stark. The flame generated by the flamethrow device only burned to Wisk's phantom.

"How is it possible? How could you be so fast?" Stark was shocked. What Wisk showed just now was not the speed that people should have.

"I'm not a human being, I am a God, the God of the New World. I want to let humanity evolve and create a whole new world." Wisk said: "I will give you another chance to surrender to me and create war weapons for me, and I will make you and me the God of the New World together."

"What a joke." Stark punched him, "What kind of god is just using the power of the virus, and he dares to call himself a god."

"Stupid." Wisk said "Stupid" to Stark's steel arm, and suddenly disappeared when the steel arm was approaching, and the next moment, it appeared on Stark's back.

"Silly human, do you really think your steel armor can defeat me?"

"I'm just giving you time and materials, and want to see what kind of genius you, a guy known as the contemporary Leonardo da Vinci, are you really arrogant and think you're very important."

"Since you are unwilling to do things for me, I will force you to do things for me."

"Look at how I can break the steel armor you are proud of."

Wisk hit Stark in the back with one punch, and a big hole was heard in the back of the steel armor by Wisk.

"This is my power, God's power, and mortal weapons, which cannot stop me at all."

"Stop kidding. If it weren't for the bad material of the Mark type, just with your cotton-like power, it would be a delusion to break him."

Stark roared, waving his steel arm and punching his backhand.

"Don't try to resist anymore." Wisk grabbed Stark's steel arm, clenched his five fingers, and only a few snaps were heard, five finger marks appeared on the steel arm.

"Okay, the game ends here." Wisk grabbed Stark's helmet with his right hand and pulled Stark's helmet off. "From now on, you are my subordinate."

Wisker picked up the syringe and pointed it at Stark.

"It will only hurt a little, and soon you won't feel the pain."

Bang!

A black shadow flashed past, and Wisk flew backwards.

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