Saiyan Adopted by Thanos

"If Ego doesn't want to become famous and become the first god [symbolizing freedom], he will definitely appear in Saka to prevent the release of the second photobook."

Glancing at Beckett, Hela felt a sense of superiority in IQ.

So what if you can fight, can't you beat me when you play tactics?

"So you took the micro video recorder that day to record the embarrassing scenes that might happen after my divine nature entered my body?"

Haila shook her hand and spilled half of the wine.

Beckett sneered, and used Igo's photo album as a cushion, and sat down on "his" face.

"That's right, I really thought so, but unfortunately, you didn't give me this chance." Having been exposed of her purpose at the time, Hela also admitted in a bachelor's way.

When talking about this matter, there was a look of regret in his brows.

"That's why all of you who play magic are dirty." Beckett snorted coldly when he thought of Ebony Throat, who was also heartbroken next to his adoptive father Thanos.

"The education I have received since I was a child told me that it is not dirty, it is a must to win the war."

"It stands to reason that your Dark Quadrant has experienced so many wars, don't you understand?"

Hella also expressed disdain for Beckett.

"Our war will not be like yours, which has been fought for so long and has not ended."

Self-consciously taking a bottle of wine from Hela, Beckett looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, opened the cap with one finger, and poured the fine wine into his throat.

Smack your mouth afterwards: "It's a bit sweet."

"If you don't drink, get out!"

The unbearable Hela kicked over.

I have never seen such an insulting person, coming in to question her as if he was visiting his own backyard, and then drinking her wine like a normal person after the incident.

Can it be amazing? !

In a hurry, my old lady directly changed the face of Yi Ge in the short video, and then spread that video to the entire universe!

Beckett didn't even move his body, and slapped Hela's "soft and weak" attack with a single slap.

Hela, who lost her balance, staggered and almost fell off the roof without a fight.

"You are too weak to be my opponent." Beckett's contemptuous eyes deeply stimulated Hela's pitiful and helpless young heart.

"I admit that I can't beat you now, but I have the ability to press my strength to the same level to fight!"

"My old lady taught you how to be a man!"

The distraught Hela put aside her own upbringing, it was impossible not to fight without a fight.

If she didn't hit her again, she would really be pissed off.

"You won't be my opponent at the same level." Beckett drank the wine in the bottle on his own, stood up and prepared to leave.

He just passed by here, and then came to Hela to make sure her strategy was effective.

After all, it had been five days, and Egg was still gone.

"Are you afraid?"

Beckett paused, his loose black combat uniform swaying in the breeze.

"You've already lost to me twice."

The first time was Bloody Plain, the second time was Walt Alheim.

"Are you sure you want to come a third time?"

Under the moonlight, Beckett shook his tail, pinned his right hand behind his back, stretched out his left hand with the palm facing up, and raised a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Shut up, I won't lose this time."

Hela, who combed her hair into a beating look, swung her hands, and two long swords appeared in her hands in an instant. She stepped on the eaves and rushed towards Beckett.

Then he was kicked into the next wall by Beckett!

"Vulnerable."

Beckett, who retracted his right leg, had blond hair flying, and his green pupils were filled with disdain.

"Come again!"

The pitch-black blade soared out from the ruined house. As Beckett moved, his left hand directly locked Hela's throat, and he slammed her to the ground!

boom!

Traces of cracks in the ground are spreading, and the surrounding houses of the two people who don't know why they are getting more and more excited are reduced to ruins.

Jennifer and Zola, who thought something serious happened, were still talking in the room, but after hearing the movement, they looked at each other and ran out immediately.

What came into view were two figures who were constantly fighting.

Beckett and Hella.

To be precise, it was a unilateral attack.

"The left hand is weak, the backhand is not good, the foot is not stable..."