Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Dad, I..."

Jill and Frank were sitting in a restaurant, and Jill was a little overwhelmed.

Although meeting his father was what he always wanted to do, after he really met his father, he didn't know what to say.

"Jill, I'm sorry."

Frank looked at his son, tears welling up in this tough man's eyes.

He lost his wife and daughter in the previous "accident", and now only this poor son is left alive.

Originally full of only the word revenge, he finally lost control of his emotions.

Frank carefully stretched out his hand, trying to rub his son's head.

But it stopped halfway, trembling uncontrollably.

"Dad, it's really nice to see you!"

Jill stretched out his hand and grabbed Frank's palm that was in the air.

He could feel the rough hands covered with calluses, and he could also feel the warmth coming from the palms.

He has no resentment towards his father.

All that was just an "accident", wasn't it?

Jill, who has personally experienced the process of death, wanted to cry and throw himself into his father's arms, but he still tried his best to control his emotions.

The grief in his father's heart was not much less than his, and at this time only he could bring some insignificant comfort to his father.

Frank looked at Jill's red eyes, and he felt angry and sad in an instant. His child was trying to comfort him, how could he continue to be immersed in grief?

"Jill, Dad will promise you whatever you want to eat."

Frank looked at Jill in front of him, his grim face was like thawing ice, showing tenderness.

Except for the red eyes of the father and son, there is no other place to see what kind of grief the father and son experienced in their hearts.

……

Wearing a decent suit, Rumlow walked into the main entrance of the Continental Hotel.

This place is the base camp of killers, and everyone you see here is a killer.

Even if occasionally unwitting tourists come in, they will be turned away on the grounds that the room is full.

This place was originally for the killers. Now, according to Dugan's request, Rumlow came here to issue a mission, just to find the killer monkey.

"Hello sir, what can I do to help you?"

The front desk of the hotel glanced at Rumlow and immediately knew that this guy was not a resident of the hotel.

However, the neat dress made the front desk understand that this guy is not the tourists who entered by mistake.

"I need to post a task, don't know where to start?"

When Rumlow was talking, a coin common to the Continental Hotel appeared in his hand and was spinning at his fingertips.

This coin is universal within the range of the high table, and this coin was specially given to him by Dugan.

Otherwise, Rumlow is afraid that it will be difficult to even release the task.

Although the scum in the dark side can still issue missions, in order to avoid being found by the Hydra hidden in S.H.I.E.L.D., Dugan still asked Rumlow to come personally.

"Then please take the elevator over there."

The receptionist stretched out his hand to point out the direction for Rumlow, and then he kept his posture of saying nothing.

If it wasn't for this coin to testify, Rumlow would never have said much if he was not an outsider.

Anyway, you need to pay a coin tip to enter that place. Rumlow has already shown the ticket money in his hand.

Rumlow strode in the direction he pointed. It is normal to carry a weapon in this place, so he doesn't have to worry that the firearm on his body will be taken away when he enters the door.

On the way to the elevator, he passed a guy with long hair and a bruised face, and at this moment, he felt an aura similar to threat.

Rumlow glanced at the other party a little, and then acted according to his own goals.

"John Wick, interesting."

Rumlow just thought about it in his mind. Now he has no time to care about these things. What he has to do is a hundred times more important than observing a legendary killer.

……

After completing the task release, Rumlow walked out of the Continental Hotel with a relaxed pace. Seeing that the sky began to become drowsy, he felt a little emotional for a moment.

At this time, it was time for him to go back to the tavern and discuss the next steps with his old instructor.

At the same time, Luke Cage and Matthew Murdoch, who were training on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, were staying in the stone house.

The coat on Luke's body is full of all kinds of damage, and it seems that his defense is helping him.

On Matthew's body, he saw various scratches, as well as a curly hair that had been scorched by fire.

They had just passed the first level of the trial, and at the moment of passing the trial, they all felt that their bodies seemed to have undergone a slight change.

For the primitive barbarians, the process of going through the secret realm is a process of stimulating the Nephalem blood in the body, but for these two ordinary humans, what they get is such a trivial trace of Nephalem blood.

Compared to what a native barbarian could achieve, they didn't even get one percent of the entire harvest.

But that doesn't matter. In this trial, Luke gained precious fighting experience, and he didn't see any injuries on his body.

Perhaps it was because the group of walking corpses couldn't even scratch his skin.

Just when he was facing some guys who were obviously not human, he felt that he could use the power of his body wisely and didn't have to worry about killing people.

Then he was pushed to the ground by the three walking corpses, and they put their hands up and down on him.

But this level of damage was insignificant compared to the iron bars that Maddock dropped from time to time.

Just a turn over, he got out of the control of the walking corpse, and then slashed those guys into two pieces with his war blade~www.NovelMTL.com~ Compared with Luke, who has a good defense, what happened to Matthew was To be pitiful.

Facing a whole team of fallen demons, he first endured a tragic pursuit, and then used the simple traps in the secret realm to solve those ordinary fallen demons waving claws and wooden sticks.

Then he was burned by the fireball thrown by the fallen wizard.

Just as he was chasing the fallen demon wizard, the fallen demons who were killed by the trap stood up again and continued to chase him.

At this moment, Matthew stepped on a loose floor tile, and luckily picked up a glove.

Hmm... a glove that has been used for a long time!

Although Matthew doesn't know why this glove that feels a little broken to the touch can make him love it from the bottom of his heart, it doesn't prevent him from feeling the power of this glove.

Just after he put on that glove, he had the defense to ignore the attacks of ordinary fallen demons, so he put the short stick in his hand into the eye sockets of the fallen demon wizard against those messy attacks, and won the victory.

He felt that his body had become about 50% stronger. If he met those black-clothed ninjas from before, he would be victorious in just a few breaths.

The important thing is that he can almost ignore the samurai swords in the hands of those ninjas.

"I really didn't expect that old man to send us to this magical place. I'm stronger than before!"

Luke waved the blade in his hand with one hand, and now he can finally wave it freely with one hand when using this heavy weapon...

"You, have you ever thought about why he helped us like this?"

Matthew touched the magical glove on his hand and was a little worried.