C11 Viper Turner

Everyone thought Morgan had killed the fat captain with a single shot and stared at Morgan in disbelief.

The barrel of the P2 pistol in Morgan's hand was still emitting a faint smoke. Morgan frowned slightly, and his long hair fell down from his forehead, vaguely covering his eyes. He no longer had the fearlessness and disdain from before, because he clearly saw a figure instantly appear in front of him when he fired, and then pulled Locke away. The bullet grazed Locke's hair and shot into the city wall behind them.

Morgan was looking at the man that appeared in front of him. He was half a head taller than Morgan, and was around 1.9 meters tall. His facial features were fierce, and most importantly, he had a big bald head, with a black viper tattoo on his head. On his originally fierce face, a long scar extended from his left eyebrow bone to his chin. The scar made the man look even more ferocious. He was very strong. In terms of muscles, even Old White was not his match. In addition to the camouflage uniform, it was very obvious that the man had been on the battlefield for a long time and was full of murderous aura.

This man was the captain of the Viper mercenary group, "Viper" Turner!

Although the Viper and Ivy were siblings, they were on two completely different sides! No one would believe that such a beautiful Ivy was actually Turner's biological sister.

No one would have thought that Turner, who was like a brutal beast, would actually be the biological brother of the beauty.

Turner's sharp eyes shot out a gaze that was as cold as ice in winter. "Stinking brat, you have quite the guts."

Morgan looked at the snake tattoo on Turner's head and could not help but ask, "Are you Viper?"

Turner said with a calm expression: "Yes, I am the captain of the Viper Mercenaries, Turner. Fortunately, I arrived in time. Otherwise, you would have caused a lot of trouble!"

Morgan laughed, "They were the ones who bullied us first. They were the ones who insisted on snatching our prey, but even if I had to risk my life, I wouldn't easily give them our prey!"

Viper had a very good impression of Morgan. He was young, had a good hand, and was much more courageous than a normal person. If such a young man went through some training, he would definitely have great achievements in the future. Viper turned around and looked at Locke, who was saved by him. The fat Locke's face was pale, and his ears were buzzing from the sound of the gunshot. He looked fiercely at Morgan, struggled to his feet, and shook his head with all his might, "Brat, I will remember this debt!"

Viper took out a cigarette, took out one and handed it to Locke: "Forget it, he's still a child!"

"What did you say? I can't hear you clearly right now. No matter what you say, I will kill him today!" With that, Captain Locke waved his hand behind him: "All of you, go and kill this bastard!"

However, the Viper grabbed Locke's wrist and looked at him coldly. Then he moved closer to Locke's other uninjured ear and said coldly: "I said, let this child go. I don't want to say this a third time. Otherwise, I will make sure you won't live past tonight!"

After saying that, the viper let go of Locke and said to the Viper Squad behind him, "Let's go. I want to see who dares to stop us!"

After Viper finished speaking, he slowly walked into the protection area with his mercenary group, Morgan, and Old White.

Morgan looked at the Viper and admired this strong man in his heart. Just now, Captain Locke did not have the slightest ability in front of the Viper, and was completely suppressed by the Viper.

When Morgan and the others arrived in the city, Ivy said to Morgan, "We'll sell this magic beast for money. After we sell it, I will give you half of it!"

Morgan was about to say no.

White stopped him: "We believe in the credibility of the Viper mercenarys. Take the magic beast away first!" After saying that, White brought Morgan and was about to return.

Ivy carefully said, "Old White, you were hit by the black bear just now. Are your injuries serious? Why don't you follow us back to our place and let the doctor take a look at you?"

After Ivy finished speaking, Morgan suddenly remembered that Old White had been slapped until he vomited blood. He quickly asked with concern, "Uncle, are you alright? Let me take a look at your injuries?"

White patted his sturdy muscles and said with a smile: "It's fine. Don't worry about me. Let's go back!"

Seeing White and the young man leave, Ivy asked Turner doubtfully, "Brother, don't you feel that it is strange?"

"Haha, what's so strange about that?"

"Just now, Old White was clearly seriously injured. Why does it seem like he has recovered now?"

Viper frowned. "Is what you said true?"

Ivy nodded affirmatively. "It's true!"

Turner looked at White's back that had already walked far away. A thought suddenly flashed across his mind. He couldn't help but frown and say, "It can't be, right?"

When the two of them returned home, Morgan was still very curious. White had clearly been beaten up until he vomited blood, but why was it that after a few short hours, he couldn't see his appearance at all? Morgan kept asking questions along the way.

White sat by the fireplace and opened a bottle of wine. After drinking a mouthful, he thought for a moment, "Morgan, didn't you want to know why the injuries on my body healed so quickly? Come and sit down. I will tell you the reason!"

Morgan sat beside White. He took the bottle and drank a mouthful of fierce whiskey!

White frowned, "I will tell you about this sooner or later. Since you want to know so much today, it is not impossible for me to tell you. After all, you are my child now!"

Morgan nodded his head. In his heart, he had long treated the old hunter in front of him as his kin. From the moment Old White saved him from Nogawa's hands!

Old White said, "Do you know why I insisted on hunting alone and refused the good intentions of the Viper mercenaries time and time again? Because I have something that I can't let outsiders know. If my matter is spread out, I will definitely draw the pursuit of the alliance!"

Old White continued to drink a mouthful of wine and said, "There is a rumor outside saying that I can punch out a thousand kilograms of weight with one punch. This is not very strange. Other people can do it, but very few other people can do it!" After saying that, White took out a dagger from behind him and cut his arm with it. Then, a trace of blood slowly flowed down.

Morgan asked sternly, "Uncle, what are you doing?" After saying that, he took out a handkerchief and was about to cover White's wound.

Old White grabbed Morgan's hand and said, "Don't be nervous!"

In the flickering light, Morgan carefully looked at the wound on Old White's arm. Time passed second by minute, but Morgan was shocked to see that the wound on Old White's arm was slowly healing!

Old White smiled bitterly, "Child, do you see that? Actually, I am. "

Morgan suddenly said, "Metahuman?"