Chapter 41 What are you going to say? (Please recommend!)

The younger ones were beaten, and the older ones came.

This is normal.

Hawke was already prepared when he blew the head of Alex Vilank, so he was not too surprised when he heard Ekaterina say that.

Likewise, there are no surprises at the moment.

and……

All the questions he wanted to ask had already been answered. The reason why he asked such questions was entirely to prepare for his use of the Skrull's camouflage skills in the future.

Although he didn't care much about the Skrulls' disguises, he was interested in the ability of the Skrulls to gain short-term memory after disguising themselves.

From a certain perspective, the Skrulls' short-term memory acquisition has more bugs than their disguise. It can be said to be a magical skill.

Hawke nodded.

"Gone."

"That's good!"

Dr. Reken Perillos, who had regained his Skrull appearance, also nodded and said.

The next second.

Body braking.

boom!

The marble table standing between Hawke and Dr. Reken Perillos was instantly overturned. Then, in just a blink of an eye, Dr. Reken Perillos appeared in front of Hawke.

The fist of mung bean paste, as big as a sandbag, quickly enlarged in Hawk's sight, and with strong wind pressure, it quickly hit Hawk's face.

Die!

The expression on Dr. Recon Perillos's face changed from the gentleman before, and was filled with a sick and twisted expression.

Bang!

A figure flew out in an instant, hit the wall of the living room with a bang, then smashed through the wall, and flew upside down into the master bedroom with a bang.

Not Hawke.

But Dr. Recon Perillos.

"Bang!"

Dr. Reken Perillos's back hit the iron frame bed in the master bedroom, causing the iron frame bed to bend directly and at the same time, it hit the floor with the sound of various weapons falling.

Above: "Ah!"

Hawke put his feet back, patted the dust on his calves, took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and looked at the master bedroom where smoke and dust were everywhere and a large human-shaped hole was opened: "You are weaker than the butcher."

If the butcher's power is eighty.

The power of Dr. Reken Perillos didn't give Hawke the impression that he was not even eighty.

That's it?

[Current three-dimensional attribute: "Hawk Dane"]

[Power: "Ninety-Four"]

[Speed: "Seventy-nine"]

[Physique: "Ninety"]

Hawke was a little confused.

He couldn't understand at all, where the confidence and calmness on Dr. Recon Perillos's face just now, which was a dozen points different, or where the courage without any confidence came from.

"ah!"

There was a cry from the master bedroom, and Dr. Recon Perillos stood up from the ruins with a disgraceful face, twisting his waist, accompanied by a clicking sound, as if the reset had completed something: "Now I finally

I believe that the butcher really died in your hands."

Said.

boom!

The gap in the wall connecting the master bedroom to the living room widened again, and in the smoke, Dr. Recon Perillos rushed out of the master bedroom again like a green-skinned beast carrying the wind.

The speed is even faster than before.

The strength has also been increased by five points compared to just now.

Hawke raised his eyes and stared at Dr. Reken Perillos who rushed out. He sneered and raised his feet again without even putting down the coffee cup on his left hand.

A full-out kick that nearly tripled the figure!

boom!

The moment Hawk's right foot came into contact with Dr. Reken Perillos's fist, the expression on the latter's face changed instantly. After the sound of a fracture was heard, what kind of reaction did the latter say?

The one that rushed out at the same speed flew out again at the same speed.

boom!

Dr. Reken Perillos' back hit the wall of the master bedroom. In an instant, the load-bearing wall behind him cracked like a spider web, and at the same time he let out a real scream: "Ah!"

The next second.

Dr. Reken Perillos made a pop and fell from the wall to the floor. The huge impact also made two big holes in the floor.

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

With cold sweat on his forehead and a gray face, Dr. Reken Perillos struggled to look up. In the fog of confusion, with the sound of his leather shoes clattering out of the fog, Hawke appeared in his sight.

"How can this be!"

The expression of Dr. Recon Perillos was finally exactly the same as that of the Butcher. They both looked at Hawke in disbelief: "How can a human be so powerful? It's impossible!"

There is no way human beings can have such great power.

Weak.

weak.

Powerless.

This is the epitome of human beings, and it is absolutely impossible for human beings to have such power.

unless!

"you are not human."

"You are not a human being, and neither are your whole family!"

"..."

Hawke raised his eyebrows: "Sorry, conditioned reaction, but I'm right, you are not a human in the first place, you are an alien."

Dr. Recon Perillos took a deep breath and struggled to get up from the floor. His right hand was lowered, looking particularly uncoordinated.

"I was wrong."

"……What?"

Dr. Recon Perillos was respectful and bowed his head to Hawke who had raised his fist and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please forgive me."

Hawke raised his eyebrows and looked in front of him. Dr. Reken Perillos, who had been so arrogant just now and now so well-behaved, was somewhat incapable of being manipulated.

"Ah!"

Hawk came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing: "I thought you Skrulls wouldn't admit your mistake."

Indeed it is.

He has come into contact with three Skrulls so far, but of these three, none of them gave in. No, two of them planned to fake death, but the fake death turned into real death. They didn't give in at all.

The opportunity comes.

But that's not the point.

Hawke felt as if he had heard a joke. He looked at the respectful, positive and well-behaved Dr. Reken Perillos in front of him: "Do you think I will let you go?"

If apologizing works, what do you want God to do?

Dr. Recon Perillos raised his head, his face full of desire to survive.

"meeting."

"Yeah?"

"If you spare me, I will tell you who sent me."

"who."
To be continued...