Dark Savages Come To the United States

Lawyer Matthew Murdoch grabbed the suit jacket on the ground and carefully wiped the mace in his hand clean.

He felt that this blunt weapon was much more comfortable to swing than a hand axe.

You don't have to think about the direction of the sharp blade, and you don't have to worry about accidentally hurting yourself while swinging.

Matthew, who devoted himself to killing for the first time, was unapologetic about the killing.

After all, the stench on those guys made him just want to overthrow the enemy in front of him with more force.

"I'm bored, how come these guys are endless?"

Matthew Murdoch threw his clothes, which were not much better than a rag, on the ground, muttering.

"Burgessor seems to have left just now? Did something happen to Rumlow?"

Matthew waved the mace in his hand. As the battle continued, he felt that this weapon was not enough.

Under the constant fighting and Matthew's increased strength, this mace has undergone some changes, such as it is no longer straight, and there are deep and shallow scratches on it.

It's just a toy that Bourkessel has put on the shelf waiting to be sold, not real equipment.

But compared to that hand axe, there is nothing but not hard enough.

In any case, the enemy can be eliminated in one go.

Matthew just prefers this guy because of his personal habits.

"Well, is Bourkesso there?"

Coulson appeared in front of the blacksmith shop with an embarrassed look. Looking at the corpses piled up on the ground and a few gasping living people with twisted limbs, he couldn't believe it.

"Your name is Coulson?"

Matthew asked directly.

"Yes, I have something to do with Bourkesso. There is an enemy in S.H.I.E.L.D., and we need his strength."

Coulson spoke very fast, and Coulson, who was basically excluded from the battle sequence, was in a hurry at this time.

"Matthew, Matthew Murdoch. My name."

Matthew still had sunglasses on his face, and Coulson couldn't see his eyes.

But judging from the corpse that apparently died from a blunt blow and the mace in Matthew's hand, Coulson didn't think Matthew was a very kind person.

Coulson was transferred to S.H.I.E.L.D. from the Rangers. But it's the first time I've seen it so sad.

"Mr. Murdoch, where is Bourkesso?"

Coulson calmed down from the panting after running fast.

The walkie-talkies left by the beekeepers were damaged after one use.

Unable to contact his boss, Coulson decided to find a way out.

"Probably in your S.H.I.E.L.D.. By the way, do you have alcohol on you?"

Matthew put the bent mace on his shoulder and said to Coulson.

"I'm really in a hurry... You said that Bourkesso was already in S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Coulson was stunned for a moment.

"If Rumlow is the person you said from S.H.I.E.L.D., then it can't be wrong. Do you have any alcohol on you?"

Matthew wanted to drink, he was thinking about who could beat Rumlow, so Bourkesso had to go and see.

When Matthew and Luke were on the holy mountain, they would be knocked over every time they played against Rumlow.

He wanted to know who was so brave to defeat Rumlow.

"I don't have any alcohol on me. If you are willing to send me to S.H.I.E.L.D., I will treat you to a drink."

Coulson looked at Matthew, who was covered in blood, and his heart beat a little.

"Then please go and buy some wine for me first. It doesn't need to be too good, as long as it's enough."

Matthew picked up his wallet from the pool of blood on the ground, opened it, and threw it to Coulson.

The banknotes inside were soaked, and he couldn't figure out the denomination.

"When you buy it, we'll set off."

Matthew took down the mace and prepared for battle.

Coulson looked at the banknotes that were completely soaked in blood and was a little embarrassed.

Even if the money is real, no one dares to accept it.

Then two teams of beekeepers appeared in Coulson's line of sight, and they were attacking each other.

Every now and then someone would fall down, as stiff as a Minion fell.

Coulson had seen them, but had no idea what was going on.

At this time, a team of ninjas suddenly appeared in the beekeeper's team, and after killing the guy who was blocking the way, they rushed towards Matthew.

"Xia!"

Matthew threw off his arms and went up to meet him.

"By the way, after I get rid of them, I want to see the wine."

Matthew didn't forget to look back and add.

Bucky in the blacksmith shop suddenly slammed open the door and looked at Coulson.

"Bucky Barnes!?"

As a die-hard fan of Captain America, Coulson knows everything about Captain America. Just by looking at each other, he recognized Bucky Barnes' identity.

Matthew has already fought those ninjas.

With a hammer, he smashed the hapless person in front of him into ashes, and then plunged into the arms of another ninja.

Although Matthew couldn't fully master the technique of charging because his body was not strong enough, the ninja was not capable of resisting such a violent impact.

Matthew's performance can be directly described as destructive.

A blue portal suddenly lit up, and Bulkesso in armor came back.

The matter on SHIELD's side was basically resolved. All the agents from top to bottom left dead bodies all over the place under the discrimination of Rumlow.

Of course, the corpses are only a small number of people here. Maybe Rumlow himself was taught by Talek, and he just interrupted those guys who were not so hopeless.

Burkeseau returned from the boredom of waiting.

The armor of the Immortal King disappeared from Bulkessel's body in an instant. For the first time, Coulson saw the method of Bulkeshor's travel between the two places with his own eyes.

It's just that Nick Fury shouldn't think about this ability now~www.NovelMTL.com~Bulkesso, I need to go to S.H.I.E.L.D. immediately, can you help me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Coulson saw the Killer Monkey being held in his hands by Bourkesso.

As mentioned earlier, Coulson is a fan of Captain America, so he also knows Killer Monkey.

"You killed it?"

Coulson couldn't believe it.

"Huh? You mean this monkey?"

Burkeseau mentioned Killer Monkey and shook it, looking at Coulson with a puzzled expression.

"Squeak!"

The soul of a monkey suddenly appeared on Bourkessel's shoulder, clawing its claws at Coulson.

"I redeemed it."

Bourkessel reached out and teased the soul of the killer monkey.

A monkey can live for 20 years, which is considered longevity. Killer monkey has been active for more than 60 years?

It is just an ordinary monkey, but it has signed a contract with the devil.

For every soul given to hell, it can get a month of life.

Barbarians are Druids' brothers, and they have a good relationship with natural creatures, as long as they don't get angry.

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