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“I don’t like this kind of dangerous person. You should know what to do.”

"of course."

The subordinate nodded, bowed, and withdrew. Since the collector didn't like it, he might as well kill him.

He deals with many similar things every day on this planet.

Meanwhile, Nolan had arrived at a luxurious casino.

Upon entering, it wasn't as bustling as I had imagined; on the contrary, it was quite deserted.

Before he could say anything, a large group of people surrounded him.

Everyone was armed and locked onto him completely.

Then a bald alien appeared, a cigar dangling from his lips, looking arrogant.

"I heard you're looking for a collector?"

"Yes."

Nolan nodded.

He appreciates the other person's direct and straightforward attitude.

But then the bald alien spat out his cigar, a sinister smile creeping across his face.

"The collector has heard of you, but I'm sorry, you are not qualified to meet the collector."

"Then... how does one become qualified?"

Nolan asked the question seriously.

"Haha, since you're not qualified, you can only die here, so your question is meaningless." The bald alien laughed a few times.

The thugs around him didn't hold back their cold smiles.

Seeing this, Nolan wasn't angry; he simply nodded and casually said:

"Oh, I see. I understand now."

In that case, I'll have to change my original plan.

"So you're the collector's henchman. If I kill you, I think the collector might become interested in me."

Despite being surrounded, Nolan remained calm and appeared fearless.

The bald alien's face darkened.

"Kill me?"

Ah.

Kill him!

At his command, a dozen thugs launched an attack instantly.

But after their bullets were fired, Nolan had already disappeared from the spot.

The next second, the lights dimmed.

Everything fell into darkness.

"what happened!"

The bald alien was somewhat alarmed and angry.

He controls the casinos here, and energy is of paramount importance to him. How could this situation suddenly arise?

"It's obvious that you're surrounded."

Nolan's voice came through the monitor.

"Damn it! That charlatan, find him and kill him!"

Almost immediately, a burst of bullets rang out.

This was followed by the screams of the thugs.

The lights came on again, and there was no one alive on the scene except for the bald alien standing in the middle.

Then, several Terminator robots appeared around the bald alien.

These Terminators were all brought from Earth by Nolan, but they had been kept on the spaceship until now.

Once the battle began, he used magic to teleport these Terminators over.

Upon seeing these Terminators, the bald alien's face hardened.

He wasn't intimidated into becoming the head of this casino; he earned his position step by step through his own efforts.

"I don't care who you are, this is Collector's Planet!"

Even Thanos would have to give the collector some face here.

"You've broken the rules here, and you're facing certain death!"

With his roar, the bald alien's entire body began to swell.

Nolan was stunned when he saw this.

This state looks somewhat similar to the Hulk's transformation.

Unfortunately, Nolan shook his head as he looked at the transformed alien.

It only reached a barely superhuman level.

With such power, he is indeed qualified to be the head of this casino.

But that's all.

After transforming, the bald alien felt emboldened and charged toward one of the Terminators with a cold smile.

The target of the Terminator remained calm and did not retreat an inch.

We should confront him head-on.

boom!

A person and a machine collided.

The aliens thought they could use their absolute power to smash this strange-looking thug.

But the result was that his fist was easily grabbed by the other person's hand.

She even tilted her head and looked at him, as if asking him why he only had so little strength.

"Damn it, bastard!"

The bald alien cursed a few times, then, defiantly raising his other fist, he threw another punch.

This time, the opponent did not block.

His fist slammed heavily into the other man's face.

But the result filled him with fear.

Because he could feel that his attack was like hitting steel.

But how is this possible!

But that's reality; almost the next second, he was suddenly sent flying backward.

"It seems your strength is insufficient to kill me."

Nolan reappeared, his face showing no mockery, only a faint disdain.

He just used his superpowers, and what he did wasn't just to dodge attacks.

At the same time, it was also to find clues about the collector.

The fact that this casino belongs to the collector, and that it was able to receive news from the collector so quickly, proves that there is a connection between the two parties.

And his abilities happen to be quite effective in this area.

The result was exactly as he had imagined.

found it!

Having located the collector, Nolan simply opened the Anywhere Door.

A Thor's Hammer armor appears.

Even in space, many people recognize this suit of armor.

At the same time, dozens of Terminators followed behind him, marching in a grand procession toward the collector's palace.

No one stopped it.

They were even cleared out along the way.

It wasn't until we reached the collector's palace that someone finally came out.

“Mr. Nolan Locke, but your men cannot follow.”

The servant spoke.

Nolan smiled, pulled out a Terminator from behind, and pointed it at the man.

Nolan then led the other Terminators inside.

rule?

That's designed for the weak.

The weak are not qualified to have a conversation with someone like a collector.

So he didn't hide his identity at all.

Although he rarely travels in the universe.

But not everyone is unfamiliar with the name Locke Technology.

Just like now.

He had barely stirred things up when the collectors realized his identity and made the necessary arrangements.

Entering the palace, the collector looked at Nolan from the throne.