Because at the beginning, Carnage didn't feel that Venom, a loser, could pose any threat to him.

Standing up from a pile of paper documents, Massacre licked his lips, bowed his body slightly, and said to Venom in a dangerous voice: "If you don't want to die... it's best to stand aside first..."

If it were on a symbiote planet, there would be no doubt that Venom would be obedient and avoid it obediently.

But now...

Looking back at Leon, he had already moved out a chair and sat down at some point.

"Hehehe... I'm sorry, but I obey..."

Massacre...you have lost from the beginning...

"ah……!"

"ah--!"

The two sides disagreed, and at the same time they let out wild beast-like roars, rushed over with rapid strides, and started fighting directly.

Before the fight, the two symbiotes talked a lot of nonsense, but when they actually fought, these two guys didn't even cry out in pain, whether it was the red claws cutting open the black chest, or the black nails cutting off

With the red neck, both sides have the same purpose and strong execution ability. The life-and-death fighting atmosphere reaches its peak almost in an instant!

Leon dragged his chair back and forth, not because he was afraid of hurting himself, but because he was afraid of disturbing this wonderful exhibition match.

Compared with battles of this level, in terms of destructive power, excitement, and bloodshed, the Octagon and the Colosseum are inferior.

Who would fight dogs or crickets when you can watch such battles every day?

"Okay! Master Poison cuts him in the middle!"

"Ouch, bad hands!"

"Leg trip! Leg trip!"

"When Ip Man comes, kill them all!"

Not only did Lyon people watch the show with great enthusiasm and enthusiasm, but they also kept talking without stopping for a moment, and they have been working hard to single-handedly create a spectacle for large-scale games.

Unfortunately, a person's power is still limited.

then……

"My fucking shadow clone technique!!!"

…

"Damn it, why don't you steal peaches?"

"I'll bet fifty dollars on black."

"I'll also bet fifty, black."

"I bet on two ham sausages and half a can, black."

"I……"

"No one is betting on red. What the hell am I going to do as a banker! It's over!"

...Who the hell put Black Turtle No. 5 here! How can I compensate you! The real body?!"

Lyon:…………

grass!

These guys have blocked the view a bit! Are they quality audiences? Stink! Stink audience!

besides……

Why can't you bet on the Black Turtle?

Why!!!

Of course, I should just say it in my heart.

The chairs were snatched away by the clones, and the popcorn and beer were also snatched away. Leon did not dare to say a word, and could only squeeze forward in the clones, shouting: Give up! Boil water!

boiling water!

…………

Naturally, the two symbionts who were fighting fiercely had no time to pay attention to the situation in the "auditorium". Due to various reasons both now and in the past, Venom and Carnage knew each other very well. This was not a joke, and it was also related to

The discussion has nothing to do with it.

The tone of this battle is extremely simple: whoever loses, whoever dies!

However, Venom may be more confident, because it knows that it still has some invisible advantages in the "home field" of the earth.

Didn’t that basketball player say: The outcome of the game is not decided on the court, but off the court.

…

It was another hand knife that was worthy of the name of Carnage. After his arm was cut off and only a few strands of liquid were left to stick together, Venom perfectly used Carnage's flaw.

With the cooperation of the sharp nails, he stabbed into the slaughter's body and pulled it out hard!

The visual effect is that the whole person was torn apart by the venom!

Even the white coat wrapped in it, which rolled its eyes, was clearly visible.

However, this kind of injury, which is almost fatal to normal carbon-based organisms, is just an ordinary injury to the symbiote.

A mere fatal injury, a completely minor problem.

The adhering mucus tightened in an instant and "pulled" the two halves of the body back together. At about the same time that Venom "healed" the arm wound, Carnage returned to the battlefield almost in full condition and continued to fight Venom.

into a ball.

Both sides were going back and forth, punching each other hard, the audience was shouting loudly, saliva and melon seed peels were flying.

Although the fighting went back and forth, as time went on, the situation on Venom's side obviously got worse.

He couldn't defeat Carnage originally, let alone Carnage selected a stronger "battery". Although Venom ate more than Carnage, it was obvious that this advantage was not enough to smooth out the essential gap between the two sides.

After being bitten off his arm by Massacre for the fourth time, Venom finally couldn't help it and launched his own trick!

"...Lord Leon!! I can't stand it anymore! I'm giving in!!!"

"Alas~~~"

Although there was a burst of boos among the clones, when given the choice between venom and carnage, everyone still unanimously gave their answer.

A dozen clones stretched out their fingers, a dozen clones made handprints, and a few clones took advantage of the chaos and took away the money on the chair, then suddenly jumped into the battle, pulled out the venom, and then

…

The intensive attack hit the massacre, followed by balls of fire.

Venom lost its fighting form, turned into a puddle of water again, and climbed up on the shoulder of the only one among the many Lyons who floated up to look.

"……massacre"

Venom said in his heart: "...You still don't understand, what is the point that determines victory or defeat... no. It affects destiny..."
Chapter completed!