The Martial God of the Marvel World

Chapter 190: Good people are bullied!

Chapter 190: Good people are bullied!
Pick the soft persimmons first.

Magneto was notorious and no one dared to mess with him. But Zhan Liu was different. He did kill some people, but the number of people he killed was less than a company.

Although he is nominally the teacher of all magnetic field warriors, in the East, he is a well-respected martial arts master or martial ancestor, but in the West, people don't care about this empty title.

The reason why everyone dares not to provoke him is simply because his fighting power is too high and they cannot afford to provoke him.

But now it’s different. Things have changed. The emergence of the Sentinel-III magnetic field rotation robot has finally put an end to the military’s shortage of high-end combat power.

Originally Eric was also a good target, but the military generals felt that he was not strong enough and unconvincing.

Therefore, as one of the two most powerful people in the world, Zhan Liu was picked out and killed like a chicken for the monkeys to see.

All I can say is, ignorance is bliss!

Tony, who also studies the power of magnetic field rotation, although he is already at the 50th level and can exert power of at least the 75th level when wearing armor, did not dare to explode in front of Zhan Liu.

But these ordinary people in the military dare to do it!

I don't know who gave them the courage.

Of course, there were also objections.

"The only one who can check and balance Magneto now is Zhan Liu. What if..."

"Why are you still worried? If he is killed by the sentinel robots, it means that our robots are stronger than them. Then we won't need a disobedient fellow like Zhan Liu."

"If the Sentinels can't beat him, then they certainly can't beat Magneto either. There's no need for us to provoke that butcher. As for Zhan Liu, he doesn't know who attacked him, so who can he seek revenge on? He can't imitate Magneto and massacre the city, can he?"

The group of people looked at each other and laughed out loud.

This is the reason why good people are often bullied.

"Also, we have to find a way to lure him to a remote place. Otherwise, the negative impact of fighting near New York will be too severe."

"That's true, but that guy usually stays in the martial arts hall like a total nerd. Does anyone have any way to lure him out?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other, unable to find any good solution for a moment.

After a while, someone tentatively said, "How about sending someone to give him an invitation to the banquet?"

"Who will deliver it?"

"Isn't it easy to find a scapegoat?"

"Even if we find a scapegoat and send him an invitation, it's useless! That guy won't listen to any tricks or persuasion, and won't give face to anyone. The invitation will probably be thrown directly into the trash can."

"Then how about finding his disciples and asking him for help? His own disciples will not just stand by and watch them die, right?"

"Hmm... good idea, we can try it."

So, Zhan Liu, who was drinking tea and reading a book, received a call for help from an apprentice.

"Master, please save me..."

"I encountered an ambush while on a mission, and now I'm trapped here, being bombarded by missiles! Master, if you don't come to save my life, I will never see you again..."

The disciple on the other end of the phone was wailing in a tearful voice, with various explosion sounds in the background.

"You're a loser!" Zhan Liu started cursing.

"When you encounter an ambush, you must of course try your best to squeeze out your potential, improve your own martial arts realm, and allow yourself to successfully cross the threshold of magnetic field rotation. Then you can lead the way and charge towards the enemy's lair and blow them all up!"

"It's no use calling Master!"

"If Magneto wanted to kill you, it would be understandable that you came to ask for help. But it's just a pile of junk, and you don't want to solve it yourself. You have the nerve to call me?"

"Your master is not your babysitter, so why should he come whenever you call?"

"Bless yourself!"

"If you can't break through, then just die under that pile of junk!" "There's no loser like you in my Ultimate Wuliang Sect!"

Zhan Liu hung up the phone angrily.

This kind of useless piece of shit is obviously just here to make up the numbers, and his fate is to be a supporting role his whole life.

He spent another leisurely afternoon, and then in the evening, Natasha hurried over.

"Something is not right. Many disciples are packing up their things and walking out. It seems that they are planning to leave here and not come back."

"Oh, let them be." Zhan Liu said lazily while lying on the recliner.

"This is very abnormal. Should we call a few disciples over to ask?" Natasha asked meaningfully.

"No need." Zhan Liu waved his hand, sent Natasha away, and continued his leisure time.

"In that case, I'm going to get off work. I have an appointment to go shopping tonight." Natasha said this and turned and left.

In fact, Natasha knew what would happen tonight, and under the order of her superior, she came to give a subtle reminder as a favor. If Zhan Liu had been a little more alert, he would have discovered the problem. Or if Zhan Liu had paid a little more attention to Natasha, he would have known that Natasha's behavior today was unusual.

However, Zhan Liu was always heartless and didn't care about anything. Similarly, he and Natasha were just bed partners and they were not serious about each other at all.

So, when the night fell and all the martial arts gym staff had left work, Zhan Liu was hit in the face with a cannon.

Space-based orbital weapons, with standard tungsten rods, can hit targets very accurately under satellite guidance.

Although Zhan Liu's thick skin allowed him to defend against the attack perfectly, the martial arts gym, which had been newly built not long ago, turned into ruins again.

Zhan Liu then realized belatedly what exactly happened that day meant.

"Fuck me!"

The military is seeking death!
He was furious. He reached out and grabbed the fragments of the tungsten rod that was shattered by his own head. Then he accelerated the magnetic field and fired at the military satellite in the sky.

But a moment later, the second tungsten rod hit him on the forehead.

He stretched out his hand, caught the tungsten rod, and threw it back.

Then something surprising happened. The tungsten rod actually fell down again, and he felt the force of the magnetic field rotation on the tungsten rod.

Zhan Liu was startled, knowing that this matter might not be simple. He leaped up, flew into the sky, and headed straight for the sky.

When he reached space, he glanced around and saw the Sentinel-3 magnetic field rotation robot standing in the void in the distance.

The robot's eyes flashed red, and the program inside its body began to run automatically.

"Target found!"

"Mission: Clear!"

Zhan Liu saw that the magnetic field force of this big green guy was surging and rising continuously.

"Twenty-fifth Heaven!"

"Fifty Heavens!"

"Seventy-fifth Heaven!"

"Ninety Heavens!"

Still growing!

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