Saint Seiya Star Marvel

Chapter 94 The Mandarin Must Die
Barton quickly moved away from the abandoned factory at the fastest speed, and jumped into the compartment of a small car that happened to stop at a distant intersection.

"Drive!" Barton yelled in a deep voice before the widow who was acting as the driver asked questions.

The widow started off smoothly, and the car jumped out in an instant, accelerating to a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour in less than ten seconds, and speeding on the street under the darkness of night.

"What's going on? Isn't there no one?"

After the car speeded up, the widowed sister turned her head to look at Button, and expressed some incomprehension to his sudden urgency.

Button turned his head and glanced at the back of the car, then quickly rolled up all the windows, and then said to the widow sister with lingering fear, "You may not believe me if I tell you, I have encountered a ghost."

"Water?" The widow frowned several times, "Sorry, I don't seem to understand, what happened to you?"

"Ghost!" Barton sat up straight, slapped his chest, and said with lingering fear, "I met a ghost, and he shot my arrow... ah!"

As he spoke, Barton stretched out his hand behind his back and suddenly yelled. The widow next to him was so scared that he almost turned the car into a shop on the side of the street.

"Relax, buddy, take your time, what's the matter with you?"

Barton pulled the arrow behind his back to his body, looked at the almost full arrow slot, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Barton's quiver is similar to the design of the revolver of the revolver, which is a design of one quiver and one arrow.

Before each mission, Barton would fill the quiver to the brim. After all, as an archer, he was a complete man with arrows.

But now, except for the two empty slots on the quiver, all the other slots are filled with arrows.

Obviously, two were missing, the two arrows Barton shot outside the Stark Industries headquarters.

Looking at the quiver, Barton once again doubted himself. Could it be that the two times when he didn't touch the arrow, he really didn't reach it?The arrow has been carried high-end on the back?

Or is it actually a hallucination?
Barton, who had already recovered his breath, stared at the quiver in a daze. After a while, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and dense sweat appeared on his forehead. Beads of sweat ran down his cheeks and hit the quiver in his hand.

"No, it's not a hallucination!"

There were only two empty arrow slots in the quiver, and that was because Barton shot two arrows.

But don't forget, in the shadows just now, he really pulled out an arrow and threw it on the ground.

It stands to reason that there should be three empty arrow slots, but now there are two.

In other words, someone picked up the arrow on the ground and inserted it back into his quiver.

Thinking of this, Barton felt like he was going crazy.

It seems that the only ones who can do this without being discovered by themselves are ghosts.

The widow who was driving looked at Barton, whose face was turning blue and then pale, and couldn't help but wonder whether he should be sent to the hospital for a proper examination.

On the other side, Le Xia, who thought she had done a trivial thing, hummed a song and slowly returned to the Widow Sister's apartment.

I came out this evening to save Iron Man, fixed Hawkeye, and watched a widow sister's rip-off. Overall, it was quite rewarding.

It was the sudden appearance of the Mandarin, stuck in Le Xia's throat like a piece of shit, making him extremely uncomfortable.

A villain, a villain who possesses multiple magical abilities and also practices magic arts, and has anti-human thoughts, no matter who encounters such a person, he will feel shocked.

According to Le Xia's thinking, one such enemy counts as one, and it's the easiest way to kill him directly.

Just like Shin Yoshioka and Ms. Bullseye before, these people have done bad things, and there is no possibility or necessity of whitewashing.

The Mandarin is actually more serious than these two people.

People with extreme anti-human thoughts and powerful armed forces, who ignore the government, ignore the law and ignore the rules, can do more damage than the two people in front of them combined.

And not only that, what makes Le Xia most upset is the status of Mandarin.

The prototype created by the Mandarin, as we said before, the appearance of this man was extremely unfriendly to the Chinese from the very beginning.

But that's all in the past, so we won't say much about it.

Now, after Marvel changed the identity setting of Mandarin, he has become a mixed blood of Mongolian and British.

Therefore, the current Mandarin has nothing to do with Huaxia at all.

But in the general perception of the public, this person is still a Chinese.

Even in the soon-to-be-launched "Shang-Chi" personal film, the Mandarin who officially debuts is all played by Chinese.

This shows what.

This shows that no matter how the background is modified, the blame of the Mandarin will eventually be placed on Huaxia's head.

Well, the latter, according to the time background setting of Le Xia's time travel, he doesn't know, but even if he doesn't care about it, it still makes Le Xia very upset that the Mandarin is going around doing things under the misunderstanding of Chinese people.

Le Xia has already decided that next time, if he meets him again, even if it takes half his life, he will definitely kill Master Mandarin.

Even if the Marvel world lacks yellow-skinned characters, there is no need for such a character to give Huaxia a sense of presence anyway.

The Mandarin must die!

Of course, with such thoughts in mind, Le Xia also knew that it would not be easy for him to kill the Mandarin.

The abilities of the ten rings in his hand are now only exposed to six, and to Le Xia's surprise, one of his abilities is molecular destruction.

This kind of material destruction at the microscopic level is similar to the atomic destruction of the Saint Seiya Cosmos. Le Xia can't guarantee that his Saint Cloth can completely block the attack of the Mandarin.

What if he has a stronger method?

So, strategically, you can despise the enemy, but tactically, Le Xia still needs to pay enough attention to the Mandarin, so as not to be killed accidentally.

When she got back to the apartment, Julie was slumped on the sofa watching TV.

Seeing Le Xia enter the door, Julie immediately jumped up, leaned forward, glanced outside the door, and then looked at Le Xia in disappointment.

"Master, can you do it!"

Le Xia frowned, "Go, go, what's okay, what are you doing asking about these things! It has something to do with you."

Julie froze for a moment, what are you talking about, why can't I understand.

"No, master, I mean Sister Natalie, where did you chase her? Don't tell me, you were blowing outside for more than two hours."

Le Xia shrugged and said expressionlessly, "That's right, I just blew the wind for two hours, what's wrong, you're not happy, you bite me!"

"Oh, I'm concerned about you, how can you be like this!" Julie stomped her feet with an unhappy expression on her face.

Le Xia turned and walked towards the room, "What is this, I am like this, what can you do."

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