Dark Savages Come To the United States

The sky is getting dark, which is a very normal thing in itself, but the atmosphere in the blacksmith shop is not very normal now.

Steve borrowed the environment here to talk to Bucky about Howard's death.

Bucky Barnes, who was splashed on his face by a can of beer after Steve arrived, managed to regain consciousness.

The two of them reminisced about the past together, which made Bourkesso a little irritable.

Just as Jill had left school, he came back with Frank.

Frank didn't forget to buy some spirits with him.

Frank felt that something was wrong with those annoying agents, so he stayed near his son early.

So the two came back together.

As for where Frank is going to take it off, he hasn't made up his mind yet.

After all, the outside is now a mess, and some gangs like the Hand Union are trying their best to save themselves.

The Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D. was pulled up, and there were too many things involved.

Anyway, where there is sin, there is a Hydra.

If it's in a story, most of the time, Hydra is like an overused recyclable villain.

You don't know who did a bad thing, so the eighth achievement was done by Hydra.

So more than 90% of the gangs in this place are now trying their best to save themselves.

After all, if it's just a gang, it won't cause any big trouble. As long as you have money, many problems are not a problem.

But if you have a relationship with Hydra, it will be troublesome.

The gang leaders are waiting to be interviewed, all of them are as well-behaved as chickens.

Even Mr. Wilson Fisk could only rage in his own office at this time.

Who made his bullseye die in a place he shouldn't go a few days before this incident.

The corpses of Hydra in front of the blacksmith shop are almost piled up into a hill.

So the Hand and the Dark Side Empire, which he merged with, became the focus of investigation.

"I said, why don't we drive out for a walk?"

Bourkesso just finished half of the killer monkey's corpse, and now the monkey can't get back into its body.

Coincidentally, Bourkesso remembered the matter of winning Jill, and planned to drive out to relax.

"Your car doesn't even have glass, aren't you afraid of being checked?"

Rumlow crossed his chest with his arms and said casually.

"I plan to go back first. After all, my clothes are dirty, so it's better to go and change."

Matthew shook his head and planned to go home.

Even if he wiped off the blood on his body, his clothes were always useless.

His stature is a little different from Bourkesso, and he can't borrow a few clothes to change.

"I'm going to tell Tony about this, we can't hide it from him."

Steve grabbed Bucky's intact hand and spoke earnestly.

It is quite like a practitioner who works in the construction of the heart.

"I know, I'm sorry Tony, I'm sorry Howard."

Bucky Barnes said almost to death with tears in his eyes.

"You were under control, Bucky! It wasn't all your fault."

Steve comforted in a low voice, although he knew it was just talk.

A trustworthy person is killed by another trustworthy person, no matter whether the murderer is from the heart or not, this can't be regarded as not happening.

Now he can only find a way to get Bucky to get Tony's forgiveness.

Steve didn't know what to do next, but he planned to save Bucky's life first.

Although the beautiful landscape country has long been unpopular with the death penalty, Tony is a capitalist, and he has a way to spend money to buy Bucky's life.

Each of those killers had some unique skills. They turned round with bullets, attacked from the front, and all of them were thirsty.

The first thing Steve did when he woke up was to follow Nick Fury and the others to fight Hydra, and his understanding of modern times only stayed on the information of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Torummuro's blessing, Steve can easily see the news that is not so secret.

"I have to do something!"

Bucky suddenly shouted firmly as if he had made up his mind.

Waving the mechanical hand that was deformed by Rumlow's ancestral hammer, there were bursts of metallic sounds from his hand.

"Burgessau, can you create something like that?"

Rumlow asked with his chin pointing at Bucky's mechanical hand.

"If I can disassemble that thing, the structure I can imitate is not bad at all, but I don't understand how it works."

Bourcasso grabbed Rumlow by the back of his neck and pulled him out of the door, and he felt a little tired of the conversation inside.

"Then I'll go back first. I'll go back to the holy mountain tomorrow after I've arranged everything."

Matthew put the blood-stained suit over his shoulders, said goodbye shirtless, and left on his own.

Fortunately, he wasn't wearing a tie, otherwise he might have been thrown directly onto the holy mountain by Bourkesso to meet Talic.

Bourkessel doesn't care whether things like farewell are considered polite, and savages themselves don't care much about politeness.

"Is it okay to leave them in the store?"

Jill pointed to the three people who were still in the store.

Steve, Bucky Barnes, and Casillas, who was forgotten by Burkesso again.

Bourkesso didn't bother to turn his head back: "Jill, no one wants to steal anything in the store. They can't steal good things."

The good things are all in the basement. Only the secret room sealed off by the metal walls in the basement stores the things that can be called equipment.

Although it wasn't much fun for Bourkesso.

"I mean the man lying on the floor."

As soon as Jill said half of his words, he felt that Frank who was holding him tugged at his hand.

Frank Castor and Bourkessel are not very familiar, and the cautious and somewhat withdrawn Frank is too cautious.

"How could I forget about this trouble, Rumlow, throw him into the bucket."

Burkeseau instructed Rumlow and took the wine bag from Frank's hand.

"Man, you're still too raw."

Burkeseau said this to Frank.

Frank didn't react. He wasn't someone who couldn't tell the difference between good and bad, but it was still impossible for him to be as cheerful as Bourkesso immediately.

Rumlow went back to the smithy and brought Casillas out.

I don't know who he learned from, but he likes to grab the belt when picking up people.

Casillas' forehead rubbed against the ground with a few small wounds.

"Can you lift your neck next time? This group of students from Gu Yi gave me training. It's not very good looking."

Burkeseau frowned.

"Do you still plan to let me train him? Did Matthew forget to wash your car?"

Rumlow threw Casillas into the car, and when Casillas fell in, he fell on the meat sauce and made a crackling sound.

"Anyway, he can't run. It's the same thing if he comes to wash the car tomorrow."

Bourkesso sat directly in the driver's seat without any reaction at all.

Bourkesso was used to seeing the red and white puddles on the car.

Frank grabbed Jill's hand a little harder, and he began to worry about whether his son would be affected.

"It's okay, Dad. I'm almost used to it."

Jill grabbed Frank's hand and looked up.

Frank released his hand and rubbed Jill's head, his expression changed. For a while, he couldn't find anything to talk about.

"Jill, I'll take you to a haircut tomorrow, at the same shop where you got your haircut last time."

It's been a few days since Jill's last haircut, and everything feels wrong.

"Get in the car and go! I remember the traffic rules!"

Bourcasso said to Jill, then took out a hide blanket from the backpack and spread it on the back seat.

He hasn't let Jill sit directly in a pool of blood in a frenzy.

This hide was stripped from the first elite giant beast he killed, a monster with Retaliation, Overlord, Shield, and Teleport affixes.

Huge and very tough.

Burkeseau took a little effort to smash its head with a hammer.

As a souvenir, he skinned the monster. It was originally intended to be used as a mattress, but later Bourkesso forgot about it.

If he hadn't seen Frank's nervous expression, he wouldn't have remembered that he was still carrying this thing.

Rumlow walked to the co-pilot's side, intending to open the door, but he did not pull it open after a little effort. Then blushed and put it on hard.

"The reason I'm not afraid of stealing this car is because it's made according to barbarian standards. It's like a mage can't hold the hammer of judgment, and he can't open the door with too little strength."

Bourcasso glanced at Rumlow, whose face was flushed, then got out of the car and opened the door.

After watching Jill and Frank get into the car, he helped to close the door again.

This car is super safe, you can't even open the door if you don't have the strength.

As for things like the gear lever and the accelerator and brake, it is not something that just one person can control.

However, if there is a car accident, it may bring some trouble to the rescue work.

"How hard does your car have to be to open the door!?"

Rumlow was panting in the passenger seat.

"Huh? Probably enough to crush the kid's arm inside."

Bourkessel was talking about Bucky's manipulator.

Although Bourkessel didn't quite understand the mechanical principle of the hand, the hardness of the material could still be seen.

"I said why don't you make the key."

Rumlow rolled his eyes.

When he saw those ancestors running all over the mountain before, he wondered about this matter. A car that can be driven without a key is simply a blessing.

"Den~Den~Den~"

Rumlow's cell phone started ringing.

"Hey?"

"That's just a dog! S.H.I.E.L.D. needs your strength..."

Rumlow hung up the phone directly.

The call was from Nick Fury.

Although Rumlow didn't know what Nick Fury's first half sentence meant, he didn't want to get involved in it.

Back in time a little bit.

Nick Fury was driving to the Roaring Commando base when he was rear-ended.

A brand-new-looking SUV slid directly behind Nick Fury's car at a speed that didn't live up to its identity. The two cars then flipped to the ground together.

When driving at high speed, even a little scratch will make the car lose its balance.

Fortunately, Nick Fury's car was specially built by S.H.I.E.L.D., and the quality is well guaranteed.

Nick felt that this car must be a killer sent by Hydra, and the purpose was to kill him.

After the car overturned, Nick first determined the condition of the vehicle.

"The vehicle is 90% in good condition, do you want to call for support?"

No matter how sophisticated the car was, he didn't have any equipment that could be turned back automatically.

Fortunately, even if the car overturned, the air conditioner was still working very well.

So he didn't choose to get out of the car for the first time, Nick Fury, who was inconvenient, took out a pistol to see what this guy was going to do.

"Not yet."

Nick refuses to call for support. This time it was a covert operation, and he didn't want to be known by others.

After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. is still investigating internally, so it is really not suitable to mobilize people at this time.

Then he saw a bearded man in a suit climbed out of the SUV.

He knew this face.

The legend of the killer world, Daredevil John Wicker.

But he didn't panic, because John Wicker didn't have any powerful weapons.

It's just holding a pistol, it can't break the car produced by SHIELD.

"Didn't you already retire?"

Nick opened the window to an extremely narrow gap, just enough to let out the sound.

"I'm retired."

John Wicker picked up the pistol and shot continuously at the car window.

But the glass was not broken, only a few marks were left.

"The car window is 97% fun, do you activate the emergency procedure?"

"Farewell first."

Nick Fury turned to look at John Wicker outside the car.

"What made you take on the task again? I think those guys should be overwhelmed by one by one."

Nick hung upside down in the car, his expression flat.

It seemed that he was certain that the John Wicker in front of him would not hurt him.

Nick kept thinking about it, and suddenly remembered what Dugan had said about the fact that there were a few forces at the high table that seemed to be a little off.

Nick Fury feels that everything is connected!

Not only did Hydra infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D., those old-fashioned families were probably infiltrated by Hydra long ago.

His enemies have not been wiped out yet!

Then I saw John Wick took out a pencil from his pocket and stuck it in the gap of the car window.

"Are you going to break the glass with a pencil?"

Nick felt a little funny.

"How dare you kill my dog!"

John squeezed the pencil into the edge of the glass.

"The windows are under pressure, are you using offensive measures?"

"Don't do that yet."

John Wicker is not unfamiliar with bulletproof glass, just like the screen of a mobile phone is always said to be anti-drop, but it will always break.

As long as the glass is unbalanced, it will become less strong. (That's the truth, but I made up John's approach).

Although the electronic sound in the car let him know that he was in big trouble this time, John Wicker must kill the man who dared to kill his dog.

He has no hope other than that dog!

Then John Wicker fired in succession, leaving a deeper mark on the glass.

"You bastard! How dare you kill my dog!"

John Wicker changed the magazines with super fast speed, and looked at Nick Fury like he was dead.

"Don't talk about dogs! Everyone knows that I prefer cats! Who the **** sent you!"

"Eighty-one percent of the windows are intact, is it..."

"No!"

Nick Fury is definitely the leader of the cat party, otherwise he wouldn't talk about dogs first, and then ask John Wicker who sent it.

The gun in John Wicker's hand began to fire again, and the crack in the window began to grow.

This made Nick Fury a little uneasy.

According to his years of experience as a special agent, John Wicker was in anger and was not joking with him.

"The window integrity is 61 percent, is it..."

"No! Do you know who I am!"

Nick Fury first rejected the suggestion of the in-vehicle system, and then endured the severe pain, took out a document from his pocket and stuck it on the glass.

Of course, the document is not real, but no matter where you go to investigate this document, it will become real.

Then I got a new one-clip bullet.

"The windows are 30 percent complete..."

"No execution! Well, it looks like you're not joking, man. Let's talk about compensation."

Nick Fury had a toothache, and meeting a dog lover made him a little tired.

Even the animal protection organization has never had trouble with S.H.I.E.L.D., but now he has met one.

"As expected, every killer is abnormal!"

Nick cursed inwardly.

"I want your dog's life!"

John Wicker's pistol hit the glass again with a clip.

This time the marks on the glass became more obvious.

"The window..."

"No! I have to buy a dog to kill for you first."

Nick said casually, then took out his phone.

Now the power he can mobilize is not enough, and obviously he can't reach the base of the Roaring Commando now.

There are not many agents who have permission to go to that place, so he chose to call his old comrades.

While listening to the sound of John Wicker's shooting, he dialed the number of the Blade Warrior.

John seems to have emptied his magazine, standing outside the car and kicking the nearly broken window.

"Why don't you answer?"

Nick was wondering when the call was finally connected.

"Nick Fury, hurry up and mobilize the commandos! I have found the news of the Hydra you mentioned, and they are being chased by them! The location is XX."

Then the blade hung up the phone.

Nick Fury couldn't react for a moment.

Why did I never hear any news about the Hydra activities before the S.H.I.E.L.D. Hydra was exposed~www.NovelMTL.com~.

The Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D. has been cleaned up, and there is news of Hydra everywhere.

"Damn Fake! Why is this time! Damn it, is Hydra's a beehive! Where is the beekeeper!"

Nick slurred. He didn't know that Pioneer's beekeepers were being cleaned up by Mordok...

Then there was a small hole in the glass of his car, and some debris fell out.

"What other functions can be used in the car now?"

"The air conditioning system is operating normally."

"Mom to Fake!"

Nick Fury called Rumlow.

Then when the window was about to be shattered, the phone was connected.

"That's just a dog! S.H.I.E.L.D. needs your strength, and the Hydra is not destroyed!"

Before Nick Fury finished speaking, Rumlow over there hung up the phone.

"But that's my dog!" came the roar of John Wicker!

"Mommy Fake! Execute!"

With a loud roar, a machine gun rose from the middle of the car, and Nick aimed the machine gun out of the car window with a somewhat awkward posture!

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