89. The final victor

"Knock knock!"

“…… Hiss! ”

As if sensing something, the Monroe rattletail snake frantically spat out its core at George, a white-haired orangutan with a body length of nearly twenty meters, who was gradually approaching him.

Fuck off, don't disturb me eating.

Monroe's rattletail snake was a little manic inside, this feeling, as if he was hungry, with a rich amount of delicious food in front of him, but just when you were about to start, suddenly someone ran over and smashed the field to make you unable to eat.

It's going to be annoying for everyone else.

The same goes for the Monroe rattlesnake.

Half ringing.

The Monroe rattletail snake looked at the white-haired George orangutan who didn't understand the warning at all, and directly preempted it, and the tail link roared directly towards it like a steel whip.

George grinned.

kuang!

"What?"

Monroe's rattletail snake looked at the white-haired George orangutan who was grabbing his tail and was stunned, and then suddenly remembered something.

Orang...... There are hands.

Roar!

George let out an angry roar at Monroe's rattletail serpent, and was even more angry when he looked at Monroe, who was stupid and didn't know how to kneel in front of him and surrender.

The next second.

Monroe only felt like he was in the air in an instant.

Rumble!

Bang!

Rumble!

Bang!

……

The National Guard and military fighters who were already playing soy sauce outside, were dumbfounded when they saw this scene in front of them.

In the middle of the battlefield, a white-haired orangutan with a body length of 20 meters grabbed the tail of a rattle-tailed giant snake that was also nearly 20 meters long, as if he were throwing a long whip.

Knock knock!

Boom Boom!

Monroe, who was directly caught by George, only felt that his eyes were full of gold at the moment, and he couldn't react at all, and was completely treated like a toy under George's mess, constantly rising, and then crashing down on the ruins.

Ten seconds later.

There is not a single intact building within a 500-meter radius of George and Monroe.

Boom!

George shook it off and let it go, and Monroe, who was thrown out, slammed into the ground with a thud, bouncing off the ground like a dead snake.

"Poof!"

George gasped for breath in his nostrils, looked at the dead Monroe rattle-tailed serpent not far away, let out a very human smile, and then walked towards his trophy, the giant wolf that died first.

He was hungry and wanted to eat.

That's when it happened.

The Monroe serpent, which had been pretending to be dead on the ground not far away, suddenly sprang up like a bolt of lightning.

Electrifying and flint.

Once again, the Monroe rattletail serpent wrapped itself directly around George's huge body as if it had just dealt with the giant wolf.

Hard!

Extrusion!

Monroe's rattletail serpent body exerted force, and opened its bloody mouth to bite George's neck.

But......

Monroe bites, but it is the back of George's right hand that hits it.

Duang's sound was like metal crashing.

Monroe felt as if his teeth had cracked, but that wasn't the end of it.

George, who almost caught Monroe's way, was really angry this time, and directly pinched Monroe's big snake head tightly with both hands.

The upper and lower jaws of the serpent's mouth, to be exact.

Hard.

Then the scene of three strokes and five divisions by two shocked the other onlookers again.

It's not that the National Guard and the military don't attack.

But......

At that time, the people at the headquarters of the S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly had a bold idea after knowing the gesture that George had just made.

These berserk behemoths are all made of steel and iron, and unless they use large missiles, it is impossible to destroy them in a short time.

But......

The cost of using large missiles is too great, and if it does, then Jersey City will be more than just destroying half of the area.

It just so happened that the sign language conversation between George and his keeper Davis was seen by the people of S.H.I.E.L.D.

S.H.I.E.L.D. also has sign language professionals, but George and Davis's sign language communication seems to be the one of their own.

However, even if it is self-created, it also means that it can communicate, and since it can communicate, then it can be solved by other methods.

So the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters immediately contacted the National Guard and the military to temporarily stop the attack.

If George can communicate, then killing the serpent will be the end of it.

If George can't communicate, then, by the time he kills the serpent, there will only be one George left.

It's a simple multiple-choice question.

As for the people who don't have time to escape from the rubble?

It's all the fault of Gene International.

Well.

At this moment, in the middle of the battlefield, George was like a muscle trainer for fitness, grabbing the head of the Monroe Giant Snake with one hand, and directly grabbing the body of the Monroe Giant Snake with the other.

The next second.

Bow left and right!

"Roar!"

"Shhh

Compared with George, who seemed to want to tear Monroe in half, Monroe, as the snake in question, screamed in pain.

Boom!

Boom!

Monroe gave up the idea of continuing to wrap around George's body, which was as strong as steel and could almost split a link of a building, and the giant tail slammed into George's back.

The sound is very loud, like drumming, like thunder.

George's huge head looked up, and he roared angrily.

Shh

A very clear sound instantly resounded through this space, and George, who directly split Monroe in two, didn't seem to have time to stabilize his body, and stumbled twice towards the back.

Poof!

George sat down directly on the ruins, once again splashing up a huge amount of dust.

"Whew!"

George, who was sitting on the ruins, let out two hot breaths from his nostrils, and then, looking at the Monroe serpent that seemed to be dead in his hand, his wise eyes seemed to flash something.

Next second!

Boom.

George directly used his own well-protected mouth to chew the rattle-tailed snake that was sent to his mouth up and down.

Not bad.

It tasted much better than the food that Davis brought with him.

George's eyes lit up, leaned over, and directly took the body of the rattle-tailed snake that was thrown aside, and then directly stuffed it into his big mouth.

Hungry.

I'm so hungry.

"Wow!"

Baker, who was watching the live broadcast at his home in New York's Fifth Avenue apartment, saw this, and then came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, and looked down at the bourbon that seemed to have been poured for ten minutes and drank it all.

This is the real monster blockbuster.

Although the monster fight scenes in my memory are exciting, they lack a bit of realism.

But this?

This is happening very much in front of you, and it's not very far away, just across the Hudson River in Jersey City.

Baker turned his head to look at Kodo, a bald eagle who was full of food and combing his hair, and said, "Kodo, if you pass, can you win?" ”

Cordo tilted his head to look at Baker and blinked: "Goh? (I'll be invisible, he can't see me, and, if I can't hit me, I can fly away.) )”

Baker: "......"