"This is a melee weapon from the interstellar era? It's interesting!"
Looking at the bloody and inhuman corpse on the ground, as well as the hammer in his hand that can release energy shock when attacking, Allen showed an expression of interest on his face.
Because melee weapons have not been completely eliminated with the development of technology as many people imagined, but have gained a second life with the help of technology.
Take this power hammer as an example. In addition to being able to smash the opponent's head and bones when it rises, it can also act like an energy weapon at the moment of impact, releasing a shock wave that is many times greater than its own weight.
As we all know, whether it is the body or armor, it generally has a certain shock-absorbing effect.
But like this, there are two violent impacts in a second, and each one is stronger than the last. No matter what kind of shock-absorbing structure it is, it is all in vain.
If there is a certain chance of surviving after being hit by an energy weapon, then being hit by this thing means almost 100% death.
Even super soldiers injected with serum such as Captain America and the Winter Soldier are no exception.
Of course, there are exceptions for rough-skinned guys like Thor and the Hulk.
And this is just a weapon used by the warden's personal bodyguard. Presumably the hammer in the hand of Ronan the Accuser will only be better.
"Youyou actually killed Gross?!"
There was a hint of trembling in the voice of another bodyguard next to him. You must know that the guy who died just now is definitely the strongest among the four of them.
What's more, he himself has undergone a series of human body modifications, otherwise he would not be able to use powerful melee weapons such as energy impact hammers.
But what¡¯s the result?
After just one round, Allen easily snatched the weapon and smashed it into a meat pie.
In the face of such despairing strength, no one will resist until the end if there are other options.
But unfortunately, Allen obviously did not intend to give these people a chance to choose. Without saying a word, he picked up the hammer again and smashed it down at lightning speed.
boom!
After another muffled sound, only two of the original four bodyguards were left.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of leaving a way for him to survive, the last man and woman also risked their lives.
Among them, the woman obviously has some unique abilities. She quickly opens her mouth and spurts out a large amount of green liquid from her throat.
Anything contaminated will immediately make a harsh hissing sound, and even the rust-proof alloy plates will be corroded rapidly. It is not known whether it is a strong acid, a strong alkali, or some unknown poison. .
¡°The man was particularly good at using weapons. He pulled out the two pistols hanging on his waist and started shooting wildly.
But unfortunately, the little raccoon has never lost to anyone in terms of firepower.
I saw him move and dodge nimbly like a small animal. After seizing the gap, he immediately fired the amazingly powerful energy cannon in his hand.
A beam of light flashed past!
There was a big hole in the chest of this unlucky guy, with burnt black marks on the edge.
In the end, he slowly fell down with a look of shock and unwillingness.
Another woman who was spewing green liquid crazily was easily killed by Allen wielding a giant sword. Her whole body was cut into more than a dozen pieces and scattered on the ground, allowing the liquid she sprayed to be corroded.
It has to be said that the four bodyguards around the warden are indeed very clever.
At least a hundred times better than those prison guards.
It¡¯s a pity that what they met today was Allen, an opponent that was impossible to defeat.
Although so far, Allen has not shown even a little bit of power.
"Hey! Dear Warden! Do you remember me?"
Seeing that the last female bodyguard was dead, Rocket immediately jumped onto the table, pointed the energy cannon in his hand at Morak's head, and tried to stuff the front end into his mouth.
Although this little raccoon looks very cute on the outside, he is actually an out-and-out dangerous person in his heart.
Especially when it comes to dealing with enemies, he definitely doesn¡¯t mind showing off his character of retribution.
"woo woo woo woo¡¡"
Morak was obviously frightened, and he let out a cry of terror, obviously wanting to beg for mercy.
But because his mouth was blocked by the barrel, he couldn't express himself clearly.
After all, powerful people also haveExperts will soon be able to crack the password and extract all the cryptocurrencies from it.
The only difference is that he himself will be tortured during the interrogation process, while the other party only loses 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 but excitedly exclaimed: "Oh - my God! We're getting rich! We're getting rich! This guy actually has a fortune of 80 million! Bastard! He wanted to bribe me with just five million before!"
"Eighty million? Our warden has really made a lot of money over the years." Allen stared at Morak meaningfully.
You don¡¯t need to ask to know that this prison, which stands in the universe and is dedicated to housing the most vicious prisoners, is essentially no different from those private prisons in the United States. Its main source of income is subsidies.
¡°It¡¯s just that private prisons in the United States receive subsidies from their own government, while Tus-El Prison receives subsidies from major forces in the universe.
Generally speaking, the prisoners sent here have either committed unforgivable crimes on other planets, or they have offended big shots who should not be offended.
¡°In short, there are people who want to see them suffer and see them pay for what they have done.
Planets with a relatively high level of civilization have usually abolished cruel punishments. This can only be achieved by sending prisoners to Tus-El Prison.
Since you need to borrow someone else's help to do some shady things, you will definitely pay enough for the favor and hush money.
To put it simply, this prison is equivalent to a garbage dump where all the major forces in the universe dispose of garbage.
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To a certain extent, Morak can be regarded as a talent, and he keenly seized this business opportunity.
"How will this money be divided?"
After dancing happily for a while, the little raccoon immediately asked a very pointed question.
Because he didn¡¯t think that Allen, who had great power, would choose the fairest way to divide it equally between heads.
"I'll take half! You and your friends will take 30 million. The remaining 10 million will be left for the bounty hunters and mercenaries behind. After all, they have done a lot of work, so they have to get some benefits."
After Allen thought for a moment, he immediately stated his distribution plan.
"You want to give those rubbish 10 million? Why!" Rocket was not happy when he heard it.
He didn¡¯t have much objection to Allen taking half of it himself.
Because in his opinion, this is what the other party deserves.
You must know that without Allen's powerful combat power along the way, it would be impossible to rush into the top room of the control tower.
But the little raccoon is full of disdain for those people who follow him to pick up leaks and plunder financial waste.
After all, his principle has always been to work as much as you can and get paid as much as you want.
"Haha, don't be so stingy. Thirty million is enough for you. What's more, when we eat meat, we always leave some soup for others to drink. I don't want to ruin my reputation just for a little money." Allen said half-heartedly. Half-truths and half-truths gave reasons.
"But this isn't a little money! It's ten million! Most bounty hunters and mercenaries can't make that much even if they don't eat or drink their whole life!" Rocket had a look of pain on his furry little face.
Don¡¯t say 10 million.
Being used to poverty, he had never seen hundreds of thousands before.
Otherwise, the plot will not be attracted by the tens of thousands of bounty in the stars, for which he does not hesitate to risk the danger of being in prison violating the law of Sakalxing.
"Believe me, this is just the beginning. As long as you work with me, you will definitely make more money in the future." Allen patted the little raccoon on the shoulder and enlightened.
"I am Groot!"
The tree man also brought that one over at some point, as if he was very dissatisfied that he was not mentioned.
When Allen saw this, he immediately smiled and added: "Ah! And Groot! If the three of us work together, we will definitely get more money."
"Well - okay! Just listen to you! Damn it! I can't believe I was convinced so easily. That's ten million! Ten million!" Rocket's tone was full of strong resentment.
But as a principled little raccoon, he quickly divided these cryptocurrencies.
When the bounty hunters and 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 Allen for not allowing anyone to escape from the battlefield disappeared on the spot.
As a saying goes, in the face of huge interests, even two mortal enemies can sit together and talk and laugh, not to mention that the two sides have no deep hatred in the first place. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)bsp;At the same time, the resentment against Allen for not allowing anyone to escape before the battle also disappeared on the spot.
As a saying goes, in the face of huge interests, even two mortal enemies can sit together and talk and laugh, not to mention that the two sides have no deep hatred in the first place. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com