Chapter 2 Ill-intentioned
Can you really keep me full?
Rick was excited, and then the man was dragged away by Rick with a confused expression.
This kid has a lot of strength!
"Where, where can I be fed?"
The thirty pounds of dog meat Rick ate last night felt like it had been eaten for nothing, and now he was hungry again.
For this reason, he can't wait to be full.
"Don't worry, as long as you obediently listen to me in the future, there will be no problem with being full."
The man smiled, and it looked like another hungry rabbit cub.
Follow the man into a car, and Rick is soon taken to a house in Brooklyn.
After entering through the house, the two walked into a basement passage.
Then Rick realized that the underground space here was very large, and he muttered to himself that he didn't know what kind of place it was, and he didn't look like a good person.
But Hydra's words, now Hydra has not come to the United States to develop, Red Skull is still in Germany, Madame Viper is in Neon, and Baron is in Great Britain.
"From today onwards, you have to train with them, don't think about running away, the only way to escape is death."
After the man entered the underground space, his face changed, and he said coldly to Rick.
"Just let me eat and listen to you!"
Rick didn't care, and then he saw a lot of kids about his age, or just a year or two older than him, training, but their training was comparable to the intensity of an adult's military service, and they were fighting each other, and they were bruised and swollen.
Even Rick was in a room where he saw the kids practicing shooting, shooting with real guns.
For a while, he also had some speculation about this organization.
But he doesn't care so much anymore, he wants to eat right now!
The man thought about how much a child could eat, and he was probably hungry, so he took him to the cafeteria to eat first.
"Feed him."
The man casually explained to the people in the cafeteria and left.
Half an hour later, the man entered the cafeteria in a hurry, and then saw the leftovers piled up on the table, and Rick was holding a beef leg bone about the size of him, gnawing on the tendon on it with a hideous face.
"How much did he eat?"
The man asked the chef with an ugly face.
"He's eaten more than a hundred boys, Gyali, where did you find this monster?"
The chef said to the man with an expression on his face that was the first time in his life that he had seen such a thing.
From the moment Rick entered the cafeteria, he didn't stop his hands and feet, and even the beef leg that was ready to be cut into pieces for the orphans to eat was directly roasted, and the result was that Rick solved the beef leg in three or two clicks.
He ate without wasting anything, and even wanted to lick the plate.
"You guy!"
Jacky walked over to teach Rick a lesson, and then saw Rick grab his hand, a five-year-old or so kid grabbed an adult's hand, and whoever it was would have felt the disparity in strength, but it was the other way around.
Jacky broke his hand directly by Rick, and at the same time let out a pig-killing howl, Rick pierced his eyebrows with his index finger.
Suddenly there was silence.
"Has anyone ever told me what this place is for?"
Rick, who was well-fed and drunk, stood up, wiped his brain from Tierly's leather coat, and asked.
Just kidding, even if Rick's combat power is in the single digits, but the Saiyans live on planets like Vegeta, which has a stronger gravity than the Earth, and their body density is already higher than that of Earthlings.
What's more, Rick was trained by Saiyan combat and was not abandoned until he was five years old, his body has adapted to the gravitational environment of Vegeta, the light gravity of the earth makes Rick feel as if he has come to a light and fluttering world, and his body can ignore machine gun fire, and it is estimated that he will not even feel pain.
The cook hurriedly stepped back and called for someone to come and clean up Rick.
Rick didn't care, and a dozen men rushed over with guns and machetes.
"It's too slow."
Rick easily dodged a man's machete attack and hit him in the abdomen with a backhand punch that instantly broke his intestines and caused him to roll on the ground in pain.
"Die!"
A bald head pointed a pistol at Rick, and at the same time as the shot, Rick had already made a deflection movement, and the bullet instantly grazed the tips of his hair, and then he was approached by Rick, and the qi condensed into the fist, making the fist indestructible!
"Boom!"
This bald head was directly knocked out and hit several people, not to mention that his own bones were broken five or six, and the internal organs of the people who were hit were displaced.
Rick, who has mastered qi, can easily kill dinosaurs with a combat power of more than 10 points but no qi, even on the earth of the Dragon Ball world, although his qi is still very weak.
After Rick has dealt with everyone like a storm, the person in charge of this underground space comes out.
And Rick stopped.
After some conversation, Rick asked all the questions from the person in charge who was very cooperative.
This underground space is a killer organization, and this killer organization needs to train its own killers, so they will look for people who have lost their parents and become orphans because of the war to come in and train.
At that time, those who succeed in training will become the killers of the organization, and those who are not successful will be killed directly.
"Killer?"
Rick thought about it, it seems that it is not bad to be a killer, after all, he can also see this strength, and in such a chaotic World War II period, it feels unstable to do other jobs without making mistakes.
After getting Rick's permission, the person in charge informed his superiors.
The killer organization took this very seriously, so they sent people overnight.
"You're Rick?"
A strong white man appeared in front of Rick, followed by two bodyguard-looking people.
"Yes."
Rick looked at the white man.
"I like you a lot, but before I do that, you have to learn a lesson."
The white strong man said with a smile, and then a bodyguard behind him walked out, it was a strong man with a wooden expression, a pair of eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray puffs, without a trace of brilliance, and the rock-like muscles tightened the suit, almost tearing out.
He punched Rick.
Rick reached out to catch his opponent's fist, only to be knocked off the next moment and hit the wall.
"Smash, don't push so hard, I don't want him to die."
The white man said calmly.
The bodyguard called Smash nodded slightly expressionlessly.
Rick stood up with a stunned face, this guy has so much strength?