The violent bear king in Marvel

Wang Fan walked out of the arena indifferently. No wonder those with superpowers didn't play in the competition. It was meaningless at all. It was just like adults bullying children. There were no sparring masters in the Martial God auxiliary system who could bring harm to Wang Fan. Woolen cloth!

There was a violent storm outside the stadium. A car stopped in front of Wang Fan. The door opened and an ugly old woman with a cane sat in the car and waved to Wang Fan. The driver held an umbrella for Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked at the old woman surrounded by resentful spirits. He got into the car without thinking much. He looked at the luxurious and somewhat luxurious car interior and looked at the old Chinese woman coldly. He remembered the last time The person who had her own ideas had her claws cut off, and she didn’t know what her purpose was.

"Young man, you seem a little disappointed with your opponent."

"I can't blame them, it's just that I overestimated them."

Looking at the wrinkles on the old woman's face and her fluent Chinese, Wang Fan felt that it was very subtle. She was not as kind as her grandmother, and her words had more bewitching power.

"You can call me Mrs. Gao. Others have always called me that. I want to do a business with you."

"I would like to hear the details." Wang Fan did not refuse, but wanted to know more. This Madam Gao was either Hydra or the leader of another organization, which aroused Wang Fan's interest.

Mrs. Gao looked at Wang Fan with deep meaning, "Even strong people will eventually die. Do you agree?"

Wang Fan's perception told him that there was an energy flowing in this old lady, sometimes gentle and sometimes violent. It suppressed her metabolism and made her look as old as before. However, this energy was passing, proving that it was not Not her own.

"You don't need to test me. I'm still too young and haven't thought about life and death. But for you, I'm curious about what energy keeps you so honorable."

Mrs. Gao laughed at herself, "You still discovered me. Are you interested in joining us? You will live forever in this world like me."

Wang Fan smiled and crossed his arms, and said lightly, "Isn't this eternal life a price?"

Mrs. Gao looked at the dark clouds outside the car window and said, "I paid a very high price. Kunlun was my hometown. It was the most beautiful place in China and the hometown of dragons. The strength in me was obtained from the dragon bones. I'm sorry for being old." I just like to reminisce about the past."

Wang Fan remembered that Xuying once said in the name of Lu that there was a dragon blocking the road at the intersection from the lower world to the upper world. Could it be what she said?

"No, I love hearing stories about your past."

"Kunlun is tolerant, not only tolerant to Chinese people, but also to anyone who identifies with it. There is a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. They inherit the power of the dragon. Each generation will have an Iron Fist. The Iron Fist has the seal of the dragon. The ability of strength, and what I need is for you to kill contemporary Tekken in the arena."

The words that came out of Mrs. Gao's mouth were all bewitching, but compared with Xu Ying's bewitching power, she was far from it, which made Wang Fan very disgusted.

"That's enough, stop using your little tricks and tell me what benefits I can get?"

Mrs. Gao's expression froze. Her all-powerful bewitching power had no effect on Wang Fan at all. This was something she had never thought of before.

"You can join us to find the dragon bones and gain eternal life."

"What if I say no?"

Seeing Wang Fan who was so stubborn, Mrs. Gao decisively pulled out the long sword on her cane and stabbed Wang Fan.

With a ding sound, the sword in Mrs. Gao's hand broke, and a small sword floated in front of her eyes, with the tip pointing directly between her eyebrows.

The driver wanted to draw his gun, but was knocked unconscious by Wang Fan's punch. The car slowly stopped and Wang Fan took control of the car.

"Tell me! How did you get the power on the dragon bone? Don't make up lies. Your methods are not worth mentioning to me."

Madam Gao said with trembling lips, "You, your strength is more than just your fighting talent?"

"You were wrong because you underestimated me. Go on, tell me what I want to know." Wang Fan's gentle smile looked like a devil in Mrs. Gao's eyes.

"What do you want to know?"

"All about dragons."

Under the threat of Wang Fan, Madam Gao could only reveal the secrets about Kunlun. On the inaccessible Kunlun Snow Mountain, a long-standing sect has been passed down to this day, and which sect Madam Gao came from. She was unwilling to die and stole the dragon bone. She stole the power of the dragon bone, which allowed her to live in the world. The consequence was that she was hunted down by the Iron Fist, the representative of Kunlun for generations. Until the last century, Kunlun ignored her existence because the power she gained would be used up. Kunlun will no longer pay attention to a dying person. Until now, the new generation of Iron Fist has returned to the United States for unknown reasons. This makes Mrs. Gao unable to sit still, so she set up a trap to try to kill Iron Fist here.

Mrs. Gao looked at Wang Fan calmly, "You know everything you need to know. Can you let me, an old woman, go?"

"Don't worry, since the power of the Dragon Bone can keep you alive for so long, why does the Iron Fist continue to change? Don't you find it very contradictory?"

"That's because you don't understand Kunlun. They won't rely on the power of dragon bones for their own life and death. They are just a group of pedantic old stubborns." As she said this, Mrs. Gao looked a little ferocious, as if she was venting her dissatisfaction.

"Do you know why I knew you were not a good person at first sight?"

"why?"

"The number of vengeful spirits in you is just like the storm outside. The vengeful spirits of the people who died at your hands are all haunting you."

"Hmph, so what, if I don't still live well, as long as you let me go, money and power won't be a problem." Mrs. Gao said so confidently, which made Wang Fan feel that telling her about the resentful spirit was a bit redundant.

Just when Wang Fan was thinking about how to deal with Mrs. Gao, Mrs. Gao pressed a button on the armrest of the car seat, and green smoke came out from under the car seat. After taking a breath, Wang Fan felt bad, and his internal organs The pain was like burning, and just as she was about to finish her off, Mrs. Gao had already deftly opened the car door, ran into the wind and rain, and disappeared before her eyes.

Wang Fan stepped on the Thousand Star Sword and let the ruby ​​repair his body. He followed Mrs. Gao's scent and came to the dock. She was starting a speedboat. Just as it was about to leave the island, the engine was knocked out by the Thousand Star Sword. , Wang Fan also sat on the side of the speedboat.

"You're in such a hurry to leave, why don't you chat for a while?"

Mrs. Gao did not reply, but looked at Wang Fan warily. Her eyes had never been so solemn, which reminded her of the days when she was being hunted.

"Tell me! How many people are there like you? If I let you go, will you really give me money?"

Seeing that Mrs. Gao was silent, Wang Fan had no choice but to pierce her heart with the Thousand Star Sword with just one look. However, her soul and the resentful spirit on her body were completely absorbed by Wang Fan's Lu palm. Jing saw that the fusion between Wang Fan and Lu spread upward from the elbow until the entire right arm was connected to the neck, and then it stopped.

"The soul of the old monster is indeed very strong! There are still so many resentful spirits. Now we are one step closer to fully integrating Lu, but why do we feel that the color of the fur on his neck is wrong? Why is the fur white?"