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Chapter 167: Pets can still hurt people!?

You said Hawkeye was injured?"

Hearing Nick Fury's words, Fang Mo was also stunned.

He subconsciously glanced at the coquettish little ender dragon in his arms, his face full of disbelief: "No... this thing can hurt people? Isn't it a pet?"

"That's what you think."

Nick Fury said: "You don't think that everyone knows witchcraft like you, or can take out legendary treasures at will? Do you know what people in New York call you now?"

"What do you call it?"

Fang Mo asked curiously.

"God among men." Nick Fury said: "Seriously, although you have not joined the Avengers, it does not prevent some people from worshiping you as a god."

"It's decided, start protecting New York from today!"

Hearing this, Fang Mo suddenly clapped his hands: "I will attack immediately. When I encounter criminals, I will cut off their heads, peel off their skins, and hang their heads upside down on a tree to show everyone. I must turn New York into a world without

A criminal's paradise."

"Just wait for me."

Nick Fury quickly said: "Are you protecting New York? If you really do this... I'm afraid you are the most terrifying criminal in New York, right?"

"Violence is a necessary means for me to carry out justice." Fang Mo said with a wave of his hand.

"What you do is called executing evil."

Nick Fury raised his forehead and said, "By the way, you did the same thing in Asgard, right? Those people from the God Realm didn't think you were looking for trouble?"

"Oh, I exterminated a race called dark elves."

Fang Mo said nonchalantly: "It is said that they were a very ancient race, but they wanted to steal other people's things all day long, so I killed them easily."

"You just stole other people's things and you killed them?"

Nick Fury couldn't help but ask: "Don't the Asgardians have any problem with this?"

"What they stole was their Asgardian stuff."

Fang Mo spread his hands.

"..."

Nick Fury rubbed his temples with a headache, and the dim light shone on his body. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that his face seemed darker.

"Wait a minute, were you defending the dark elves just now?"

Fang Mo suddenly said: "You don't think stealing things is a big deal, do you? I didn't expect you, a thick-eyed guy like you, to rebel. I'm going to send you to Xandar to pick alien cotton."

"Hurry up and defend justice on the streets, I'm too lazy to care about you."

Nick Fury finally couldn't help it anymore: "To be honest, you are more troublesome than those Hydras hiding in the dark..."

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

Fang Mo nodded, then opened a space door and prepared to leave.

"etc."

Nick Fury said suddenly.

"What?" Fang Mo saw this and asked with a smile: "You don't want me to leave, do you want to hear more jokes from hell?"

"I don't want to hear a word of those words."

Nick Fury said: "I just want to remind you that your little dragon is not a peaceful thing. You'd better prepare more food for it."

"Oh? What should I say?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo also lowered his head and glanced at the little ender dragon.

The other party opened his beautiful big amethyst eyes and looked at Fang Mo in the same way. Then he rubbed his chest affectionately and breathed softly.

"Its appetite is beyond my knowledge."

Nick Fury said: "Your little pet, I doubt it can get nutrients from any organism...from turf to earthworms, frogs in the river, trees on the street, my leash, stray animals on the road

, even hair, nails, it eats almost everything."

"Eat everything?"

Fang Mo was a little surprised, then glanced at the little ender dragon in his arms: "Then...does it eat shit?"

"I don't know, I haven't fed you before."

Nick Fury shook his head: "If you are interested, you can feed me."

"Then forget it."

Fang Mo shook his head, then raised his hand.

Steve's stand-in next to him cooperated and took out a piece of raw meat steak, activated his realization ability, a white light flashed, and a basin-sized chunk of frosty beef appeared directly on Fang Mo's hand.

When the little ender dragon saw this piece of meat, his eyes immediately widened.

I saw it pulling Fang Mo with its small paws and speaking in a staccato tone.

"Mom...hungry...want to eat..."

"I'm not a mother, I'm a father."

When Fang Mo heard this, he corrected himself slightly and said with a smile: "Be good, just call daddy and I will feed you."

"mom, Mom, Mom……"

"It's dad."

"Mother……"

"dad."

"mom…"

"dad!"

Seeing that his teachings were fruitless, Fang Mo also became a little depressed: "I'm sorry, is this dragon really the dragon that killed my father? Can't he call me daddy?"

"It's...Mom..."

The little ender dragon shouted again.

"never mind."

In the end, Fang Mo chose to give up and put the meat directly on the ground. Upon seeing this, the little ender dragon immediately pounced on it, wagging its tail and opening its mouth to bite the beef.

Even though this little guy is still a larvae, he eats meat at an incredible speed. With two rows of small jagged fangs, he can bite off a large lump of raw meat with just one tear, then swallow it whole and bite it eagerly.

Taking another bite, I ate one-third of the portion in the blink of an eye.

"Can you understand this little guy?"

Nick Fury also asked curiously after hearing Fang Mo's exchange with the Ender Dragon just now.

"Translation magic." Fang Mo stared at the little ender dragon eating and explained casually: "Don't talk about dragons. If your cotton can talk, I can help you translate a few sentences."

"Can you not mention cotton?"

Nick Fury couldn't help but raise his forehead.

"oh."

Fang Mo nodded, then stretched out his hand and took a watermelon from Steve's hand. He squatted on the ground and teased the little ender dragon: "Come on, good boy, eat some watermelon."

"Meat...delicious..."

The little ender dragon shook its head like a rattle, and then continued to eat beef.

"If you don't eat it, your uncle will eat it soon."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Fang Mo threatened: "He likes to eat watermelon the most. Do you know how he became blind? He stole melons when he was a child, and the result was black.

He was treated as a harpoon, and Runtu's fork stabbed him so hard..."

"..."

Hearing this, the little ender dragon first looked up at Fang Mo.

Then it looked at Nick Fury.

After hesitating for a long time, the little ender dragon finally stepped on the beef with a small paw, and then started to nibble on the watermelon. It was so delicious that the juice was all over the floor.

"Don't you have any idea why I'm so blind?"

Nick Fury's nose was almost crooked with anger. What are these Runtu and Yu? He, an American, had never even heard of these.

"Didn't you say that you can't carry cotton?"

Fang Mo spread his hands.

"Ti, ti, ti, whatever you want." Nick Fury said: "Tomorrow I will contract a cotton field, and I will go over and pick some from time to time to satisfy your evil taste?"

"That's great."

When Fang Mo heard this, he took out a handful of seeds from his pocket and handed it over: "Here, take this."

"What's this?"

Nick Fury took it with some confusion.

"Magic Cotton Seed."

Fang Mo said: "This thing is a good thing. Don't look down on it. Do you remember the milk you drank on the space carrier before? The quality of this thing is as good as that milk."

"I almost gave away your glass of milk."

Nick Fury raised his forehead and said: "If you hadn't been the one to blame, we wouldn't have been able to fight among ourselves because of this."

"No, no, no, it's exactly the opposite of what you said."

Fang Mo smiled and shook his head: "Internal strife between you is inevitable. Without this matter to bring the whole team together, this so-called alliance will be nothing more than a piece of loose sand."

"You always have your reasons."

Nick Fury shook his head helplessly: "Anyway, let's not mention the past. Compared with those, I am more interested in your translation magic. Can the languages ​​​​of aliens and beasts be translated? Can you understand it?

Does the cat talk?"

"untested."

Fang Mo shook his head and said, "But it probably won't work."

He has never tested this aspect. Considering that ordinary cats and dogs have relatively low IQs, even if the Chinese module can successfully translate it, Fang Mo estimates that what he hears will be very strange.

If I had to give an example, it would probably be:

Dog: My master is my god, I want to go out and play with him, haha ​​haha.

Cat: Why do these two-legged beasts hang around me every day and steal my daddy? Does he like to eat shit?

Seagull: I'll go to the pier later to order French fries...



While the little ender dragon was eating, Fang Mo also chatted a few more words with Nick Fury.

Of course, this time it’s not about complaining. After all, it’s okay to bicker and stuff occasionally, but it would be boring if you kept saying venomous words, right?

And through a short exchange, Fang Mo also learned about the good things his pet had done.

Although the ender dragon is only a larvae now, it is the final BOSS of the original MC world after all, and its level is still very high. When Hawkeye came over to give Nick Fury a mission before, he seemed to want to tease it, but in the end

This little thing suddenly roared like a dragon.

To be honest, Nick Fury didn't take it seriously at the time.

After all, this dragon had roared at him before. According to Fang Mo, it seemed to be a greeting or something like that.

Eagle Eye also didn't take it seriously. He even thought that this little thing looked really unique and wanted to reach out and touch it, but unexpectedly something bad happened suddenly.

A purple light suddenly lit up in the little guy's throat.

Then a purple flame, or something like dragon's breath, was sprayed out by it.

This thing was obviously not an ordinary flame, but some kind of unknown energy. All the surrounding materials began to decompose and collapse the moment they came into contact with this dragon's breath. If it weren't for Eagle Eye's quick reaction, he would probably be dead.

.

But even so.

He still suffered very serious injuries and is currently receiving treatment in the hospital.

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