My father's name is Thanos. Chapter 158: Other people's flowers are under the moonlight. "Are you sure this is really useful?"

Sakaxing and Hela sat on the roof of the house arranged by Gao Tianzun for her, drinking the unique wines of Saka, enjoying the gentleness of the breeze gently caressing her face, looking up at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle, and enjoying the charming night view.

However, Beckett was really confused about the style.

Not only did he break into her place without calling him, but he also flew to the roof and stood shoulder to shoulder with her, holding the photo album of Igo in his hand.

"nausea."

After a faint glance, Hela was pouring wine for herself. It was a big night, and she didn't want to see this disgusting man.

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Becket frowned and landed directly in front of Haila. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Haila.

"Igo will definitely come. He should be on the way to come with a furious thunder."

As he spoke, Hela quietly distanced himself from Beckett.

It was too close, she could smell the scent of nutrient solution on Beckett.

"Unless he really doesn't care about his reputation, but do you think that Igo keeps his mouth shut is a manifestation of being a god, will he not care?"

It is not a big deal for Hela to do such a destruction of reputation when Beckett has an Igo film in hand.

It's not too easy to get Woz to cut off the short videos of Igo backing up from the database and print them into photos.

Although this method sounds a bit despicable, it has no psychological counseling for Hela to make this suggestion.

War is a dirty game, and everyone involved is a dirty player.

Because of awakening the divine nature of death, Hela, who was taken by Odin since childhood, had been hiding in the war in the middle of the war, did not think there was any problem with her doing so.

A person who pays attention to fame ruins his reputation and wants to force Ego, who doesn't know where to hide, to come out. This method is undoubtedly the most effective for both of them at the moment.

If she had such a short video about Laufei now, she would have done it even more, so it might have caused Laufei to suffer a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

"My mother once told me that public opinion and thought are actually a very sharp weapon."

"Especially, when you have the decisive evidence in your hands."

"If Igo did not want to become the first god to symbolize freedom, he would have appeared in Saka to stop the second photo album of cloth."

After glanced at Beckett, Hela felt a sense of superiority in his IQ.

So what if you can fight? You can’t play tactics yet?

"So you were holding a mini-record that day to record the embarrassing scenes that I might have after entering my divine body?"

Haila shook his hands and half of the wine spilled.

Becket sneered, and used Ego's photo album as a mat and sat on "his" face.

"Yes, I did think so, but it's a pity that you didn't give me this opportunity." Hela admitted it a little bit after being exposed for his purpose at that time.

When talking about this, a look of regret appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

"So you all have dirty eyes when playing magic." Beckett thought of the ebony throat, which was also dirty by his adoptive father Thanos, and snorted coldly.

"The education I received since childhood told me that this is not dirty, it is a must for victory in the war."

"In theory, your dark quadrant has experienced so many wars, would you not understand?"

Hela also expressed disdain for Beckett.

"Our war won't be like you, and it's not over after so long."

Taking away a bottle of wine from Haila, Beckett looked up and looked at the crescent moon in the sky. He opened his single finger and the wine entered his throat.

Afterwards, I smacked my mouth: "It's a bit sweet."

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

Hela, who could not bear it, kicked him over.

I have never seen anyone so insulting. I came in and questioned her like I was walking around my backyard. After that, I even drank her wine like someone who was fine.

It's amazing to be able to fight?!

I was so anxious that I changed the face of Ego in the short video, and then spread the video to the entire universe!

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

Hela, who had lost his balance, staggered and almost fell from the roof without even having a fight.

"You are too weak and are no match for me." Beckett's contemptuous eyes deeply stimulated Hela's young, pitiful and helpless 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!"

"I teach you how to be a human being!"

The angry Hela even put her own upbringing aside, and she didn't understand the idea of ​​not fighting.

If she doesn't beat her, she will be really angry to death.

"You won't be my opponent even if you press on the same level." Beckett drank the bottle of wine on his own, stood up and prepared to leave.

He just passed by here and then came to Hela to determine whether her plan was effective.

After all, it has been five days, and Igo still doesn't even have a shadow.

"Are you scared?"

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

"You have lost to me twice."

The first bloody plain, the second Wat Alheim.

"Are you sure you'll come for the third time?"

Beckett shook his tail under the moonlight, put his right hand behind him, stretched his left hand forward, his palm facing up, and a rebellious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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

Hela, who had his hair combed into a beating look, swung his hands, and two long swords instantly appeared in his hands, stepped on the eaves, and rushed towards Beckett.

Then Beckett kicked into the wall next door!

"Vulnerable."

Becket King, who had his right leg retracted, was filled with disdain in his turquoise pupils.

"Come again!"

The dark blade shot out from the ruined house. As Becket moved, his left hand locked Hela's throat and pressed it to the ground with a fierce force!

Bang!

The cracks on the earth were spreading, and the houses around the two people who were more excited when they fought were all reduced to ruins.

Jennifer and Zora, who thought something big happened, were still talking in the room. After hearing the movement, they looked at each other and ran out immediately.

What caught my eye were two figures constantly fighting.

Beckett and Hela.

To be precise, it is a one-sided beating.

"The left hand is weak, the backhand is not sharp, the lower plate is unstable..."

"Even if you press your strength to the same level as you, you are still far from it."

"I should have told you when I was in Jottonheim?"

Under the moonlight, the man directly stepped on the woman tightly on the soles of his feet, bent down, supported his right arm on his thigh, and stretched out two fingers towards the sea with his left hand, with sarcasm at the corner of his mouth:

"You are twenty thousand years ahead of you if you want to beat me."

He completely lost his ability to resist. He was panting and unwilling to let go, but he was helpless and unable to refute.

New goal: When she becomes awesome in the future, she must also step on Beckett!

Haila, who rubbed her chest with chest pain, gritted her teeth.

Not far from the two, Theother holding a scepter was eating fruits and chatting with the dormant cat Woz, who was holding a sack of Saka motor oil and drinking. They were no longer surprised.

Every time these two meet, they have to fight.
Chapter completed!