People in the United States, the beginning of gun fighting

Chapter 34 Murakami
Two days later.

Under the surprised eyes of Tony Stark, several people recovered their ability to move one after another. Luke was the least injured. But the steel skin and the amazing self-healing ability made him return to normal.

"In other words, it's time for us to act."

Luke looked at everyone seriously.

Erica nodded, "The Hand has become suspicious and urged me to go back many times. They really want to know what happened in New York."

"Don't worry, let's go there together. There are only two of the five fingers left. This time we will eradicate them together, but the ones who can survive are still alive."

Luke instructed that even if the "Qi" skill card cannot be obtained, at worst, the target will be on Kunlun and Iron Fist. The "invincible" dragon power is a popular ability in Marvel.

Everyone nodded, Matt thought for a while and said, "Then what should he do?"

Luke looked along Matt's fingers, and saw that Tony Stark was obediently tied to the pillar with a blank expression, and he was also indifferent when he heard himself and others discussing him.

"Of course we can't forget about our rich man. Just tie him up here. If we don't have enough money, we won't let him go. Once the money arrives, we'll tear up the ticket!"

Luke said viciously. After finishing speaking, he glanced at the top of Tony's head without a trace. The progress bar has just finished a quarter of the way. Unfortunately, we can't wait for it to fully open.

However, in terms of Tony Stark's ability, it is estimated that he can develop a lot of skills.

Maybe there is even a golden legend.

Hearing this, Tony Stark's face changed, and then he looked at Matt, who shook his head slightly, indicating that Luke was just scaring him.

Although Tony Stark did not suffer the severe beatings in the Middle East, he is a little flustered now that he is unfamiliar with the place.

Fortunately, his rich experience in being kidnapped allowed him to maintain some sanity.

Late at night, Luke and his party disappeared into this abandoned factory, leaving Tony alone.

Tony embraced the pillar with his hands, his big face was tightly pressed against the dirty pillar, and his body was still wrapped in bandages. The pain from his back made him a little uncomfortable, but unfortunately the pain was not as good as Obadiah's betrayal. pain.

After a long time, after carefully confirming that there was no one around, Tony slowly squatted down along the pillar, trying to grab the iron piece on the ground with his hand to cut the rope in his hand.

It's a pity that just as he held the iron piece, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

"call out!"

A shuriken flew out by rubbing against the iron plate, and a burst of blunt English came from the ear.

"If you don't want to die, just be honest."

"Who's talking? Is it a ninja?"

Tony Stark shouted loudly, but his eyes were fixed on the shuriken.

So, this is Tokyo?
"Can those ninjas keep track of Tony Stark?"

Luke couldn't help asking, his impression of those ninjas had always been rigid and stiff, could they beat that "genius"?

Erica didn't speak, but looked at Luke.

Luke said: "Don't underestimate Ninja, and don't overestimate him. Besides, we can go back soon."

Several people walked into the night one after another, and finally gathered quietly in front of a separate courtyard.

Matt closed his eyes and felt it, "There is indeed a special atmosphere in it, it should be that Murakami."

"Just one?"

Luke asked suspiciously, isn't there Suwanda?

Matt inspected it carefully again and confirmed: "There is indeed only one, what should we do?"

Luke thought about the former bloggers and Alexandra, took out two pistols from his arms, and said, "No need to say hello, just attack directly. Murakami may have a special ability. We have no advantage in close combat. Just punch through his heart and lungs and make him incapacitated."

"But there are a lot of people in the yard, how many of us are enough?"

Matt asked cautiously.

Luke turned his head and smiled, "Of course it is enough, because we have a sharpshooter who hits every shot!"

Even if there is only Luke tonight, it is estimated that the task can be completed, but there may be leaks, and other people are still needed to check for gaps.

"I will attack from the front, and you are responsible for searching for those fish that escaped the net."

Now that the words have come to this point, everyone can only bite the bullet and agree.

Luke quietly touched the wall, turned over, and flipped in coolly.

The radar senses are fully open, and the position of everyone in the yard is in his mind and marked.

He landed steadily, took out his two guns, held his breath, and meditated in his heart.

one two Three.

At the end of the courtyard, two ninjas in samurai uniforms appeared.

"Varied--!"

"Boom!"

Two muffled gunshots sounded, and the two of them fell to the ground in response, with the familiar bullet hole between their eyebrows again.

Luke smiled and strode forward, "It's easier than I thought."

A low cry did not wake up others. In Luke's "radar" world, everyone continued to operate in their positions.

Moving forward, in Luke's perception, everyone was also scattered forward, forming a small encirclement to surround the courtyard.

He reached out to pick up the dart that the ninja had put on his waist, and carefully pinned it to his belt. It was unknown if it was poisoned, so it was better to be careful.

Put the samurai sword on the ground on your back.

Luke walked forward confidently, with a plug-in perspective, he was not afraid of the enemies in the dark at all, and could deal with them every time before the enemies found him.

The bullets in the silencer pistol were changed over and over again, until a person in his perception quickly approached him.

It should be the leader of the hand, Murakami.

Both of them stopped in front of the gate of the yard, leaning against the wooden door, and seemed to be able to hear each other's panting.

Matt leaned over carefully, and he should have noticed the change here.

Luke raised the muzzle of the gun slightly, and the man opposite seemed to raise the long knife in his hand.

"Bang bang bang!"

After three shots in a row, the wooden door shattered, and the bullets passed through the debris. Luke saw the white-haired old man behind the wooden door.

Murakami raised the long knife in his hand, swung it wildly in a very similar movement, and blocked bullets with the red long knife in his hand.

That's right, it's a parry. Compared with Luke's vertical chop when fighting the Iron Overlord, Murakami uses the blade to deflect bullets. The hardness of the red long knife is beyond Luke's imagination.

Also, it means the pistol is useless.

"Hehe, you—!"

"Oh your mother!"

Luke immediately smashed the pistol in his hand, then took out the samurai sword on his back and fought with Murakami.

With the blade facing each other, Luke's strength was somewhat beyond Murakami's expectations, and he took a few steps back again and again to eliminate the terrifying force.

Luke glanced at the long knife in his hand, and there was a gap on the blade. Compared with the long knife in Murakami's hand, there was a big gap between this knife and the long knife in Murakami's hand.

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