Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

This man, is he still a human being?

Amid the sound of explosives exploding, Keith Howard's entire body was like being hit head-on by a train, hitting the wall, and then quickly bouncing back up. He let out a miserable wail, and the bones on his body kept making cracking sounds, and not only the bones, but even the muscle fibers were breaking one after another. Purple sticky blood gushed out of his mouth and nose like it was free. The ground under his feet was stepped on by his retreating feet, leaving huge pits one after another, but this still could not stop his tendency to retreat backwards.

In contrast, Fisk's face also blushed.

However, the huge body, as big as a mountain, stood there motionless.

There is no doubt that Fisker won all the way.

"You are at this level, can you be stronger?

I feel embarrassed to take advantage of you in this state." Fisk licked the blood that returned to his mouth with a grim smile, glanced at Nikita, and after making sure that she would not die for a while, Fisk controlled the whirlwind to send her far away.

Then he walked towards Keith Howard.

"F*ck you, you fucking thought you had it all figured out."

However, at this moment, more than ten meters away, Keith Howard, who was punched by Fisk and flew out like a sandbag, suddenly stood up from the ground, took out his heart, and then raised it above his head: "Sacrifice!"

During this devilish roar, dense black blood vessels appeared on Gus Howard's neck and scalp. They twisted like disgusting earthworms, and at the same time, Gus Howard's pupils began to dilate rapidly, turning into the same pure black as Fisk's.

He sacrificed his life to the spectators behind the scenes of this demonic arena in exchange for absolute power.

This time he completely lost hope of winning, because this competition was not allowed to invite outside help. Because, the participants in this competition were not just the 72 gods of hell or Satan and the like, but also some other guests were invited to participate in this competition.

Therefore, absolute fairness and justice must be ensured.

If anyone dares to cheat, even if he wins, the candidates he represents will be judged as losers.

Just as Keith Howard raised the heart in his hand, a silver bell-like laughter rang in Fisk's ears: "Honey, we won, you are really awesome. Now enjoy the next killing, I will prepare a gift for you, just like we agreed before, honey, I wish you have fun!"

However, although Shalisi won.

But the battle is not over.

Keith Howard seemed like a completely different person.

The aura all over his body turned into cruelty, and the indifference and ruthlessness turned into a temperament of looking down on ants from a high position.

A demon from hell took over his body.

"Ok?"

Fisk stopped and narrowed his eyes, looking at Keith Howard in front of him.

"I am very angry."

Keith Howard stared at Fisk indifferently, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "No matter what you are, you have to die here today. I will peel off your skin, remove your bones, and let your soul soak in my toilet..."

"Is there a toilet in hell?" Fisk suddenly interrupted his chatter.

"Oh, there will be one in the future."

Boom!

Fisk took the lead again, and he no longer held back any strength, because he knew that the guy in front of him was no longer Keith Howard, but a demon from hell.

Maybe he was so frustrated by the loss that he decided to play himself.

These guys really have no gambling qualities.

If you lose, you lose. What’s there to be afraid of losing?

If you can’t afford to lose, don’t play!

The two soon started fighting each other.

After Keith Howard's body was taken over by the demons from hell, he finally gained the ability to fight Fisk.

The two power maniacs, although there was a difference in size, their strength was almost the same. As they punched and kicked, everything around them was torn to pieces. Fisk wanted to raise the axe in his hand, but the opponent broke the titanium alloy axe into two pieces with just one punch. It was unknown when black scales similar to fish scales covered Keith Howard's palms, which made his arms extremely tough.

Fisk simply threw away the broken axe in his hand, yelling "you've got to pay me back" and threw himself into the primitive fight, punching each other tirelessly.

In the process, in addition to the constant explosion of the air, the constant vibration of the ground, the constant shattering of the walls, the dull sound of bones bursting also continued to sound, and Fisk's keratin skin, which was as hard as steel, was also hammered down, and scarlet blood spurted out of his mouth and nose. His body was covered with deep fist marks and bruises from burst capillaries, and not only the skin on the surface, but in the process of them beating each other, the muscles, bones, internal organs and most fragile hearts of both of them were seriously injured in the fight between punches.

It turned out that Keith Howard was possessed by the devil. This powerful divine force made Fisk's recovery ability exhausted. Keith Howard finally seemed to have discovered something, and a cruel expression appeared on his face. The black scales not only wrapped around his palms, but also began to crawl all over his chin. After completely crawling all over his body, Keith Howard would no longer exist, and only a devil would be left in this world.

But, Keith Howard no longer has the final say.

Because the one controlling this body is no longer Keith Howard.

Fisk also understood that his own recovery ability was no match for this cheating guy.

He suddenly raised his fist, and the next second the air compressed in front of his fist, and then it hammered down on the body of Keith Howard. A strong wind blew, and a terrifying force escaped, causing the already messy ground under the feet of the two men to collapse again.

The two fell to the next floor and continued to fall to the next floor. During the fall, the explosion of airflow and Fisk's wild laughter continued.

However, at the same time, there was also the sound of Fisk's bones breaking.

Two huge figures finally fell to the ground, which was the first floor of the art gallery.

Natasha looked at the two people falling from the sky with some horror. There were a pile of corpses lying around her. Natasha's eyes had turned blood red, but she still clenched her teeth tightly.

Resisted the invasion from the devil.

This allowed her soul to remain in her body.

Fisk was kicked away by Keith Howard.

Keith Howard slowly stood up from the ground.

Even though his body is covered with black scales, although these scales can help him defend himself, they cannot remove the tremendous force. Although his bones did not make any crisp sounds, the fundamental reason was that he was rotten inside.

However, Keith Howard could no longer feel the pain, and for the demon who controlled this body, pain was actually a kind of enjoyment.

Fisk also stood up from the ruins.

In this one, there is an art gallery that houses numerous paintings by famous artists.

At this moment, it has completely turned into ruins.

He looked around and suddenly laughed.

Because he found that the eyes of those figures in the paintings were all looking at him.

Those eyes were filled with bloody cruelty, desire for his body, and deep malice.

This extremely horrifying scene made Fisk laugh out loud.

Those eyes are all participants in this arena.

But these guys can only hide behind each scroll like mice.

Fisk couldn't help laughing.

After today, Fisk knew that he would become famous in that demonic world.

But his condition at the moment is not very good.

There were many bones all over his body, which was the first injury he had suffered in a long time. His spleen was ruptured, his liver was damaged, his lungs were full of cracks, his heart was a little swollen, his arm bones were twisted and bent, there was a wound nearly 40 centimeters long on his thigh, and even his neck had bruises from being pinched.

Fisk couldn't remember the last time he was injured like this in close combat.

But this is really fucking cool!

Keith Howard did not rush forward immediately.

Instead, he showed an expression of appreciation.

"You are very strong, and I like your body very much.

How about it? Are you interested in throwing yourself into my arms?

You like playing with women, don't you?

It's ok.

There are countless succubi in Hell.

They are all willing to offer you the chastity they have always preserved.

Stop struggling, you are no match for me.

Give up, and you will become my best offspring.

All succubi you take a fancy to will remain chaste for you forever, otherwise their souls will be tortured forever.

This is a pretty good condition, isn’t it? "

Keith Howard began to bewitch.

The reason why this planet and this world gather so many existences.

It also shows how important this planet is to this world.

He had originally chosen Gus Howard as his spokesperson, but this useless idiot was the first to violate the fair rules and he even revealed so much information to Gus Howard in advance.

Without Keith Howard, his hopes of winning the final victory became slim.

After all, it is not easy to find an excellent spokesperson.

He had his eyes on Fisk.

"Sorry!" Fisk held his twisted arm and twisted it hard. With a crackling sound, his arm returned to its original shape. A cruel smile appeared on his face: "You don't think I really can't beat you, do you?"

Extend your palm.

Countless white souls appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand.

These are all the stocks he had accumulated before.

There are also one or two colorful soul light balls among them.

With the appearance of these souls, the eyes in the paintings suddenly became greedy.

The soul is hard currency no matter where it is.

He casually brought these white souls in front of his eyes.

The eyes that had always looked down upon these white souls began to spin rapidly like a meat grinder, swallowing all of these souls into the body. As these souls disappeared, Fisk's body began to recover rapidly.

"I'm going to beat you to pieces today!" Fisk said this before his body recovered. The next second he rushed out like a speeding locomotive. As his feet ran on the ground, the white tiles quickly turned into gravel, and their original shape could no longer be seen.

Keith Howard also showed a surprised expression.

Boom!

Then the two people collided with each other.