Metamorphosis Marvel Genius

Chapter 35 Enemy Invasion
After crawling out of the small workshop, Anna with short legs was lying beside the shoe rack, staring at the living room with her big eyes.

Outside the window, there was a strong wind, and thick raindrops fell, beating on the floor-to-ceiling windows together with the plane trees, making a loud bang.A flash of light flashed across the living room, and it instantly illuminated the living room as if it were daytime, reflecting the rare and serious fleshy face of Tangyuanjing.

Rolling thunder exploded rumblingly, and the air became more and more dull.

After a short day, Beacon Hill fell into darkness again, without any lights.

During the torrential rain, Beacon Hill lost power.

She has lived in Boston for five years, and has not seen such a large-scale power outage for two years, and it is still in Beacon Hill, the seat of the state government.

The last time it was due to the renovation of the electrical equipment of the power plant, the scope of the power outage was near the Cambridge Primary School in Weston Cambridge.

……

Rewind the time to 10 minutes ago.

In the small workshop, Little Short Legs was woken up by an annoying phone ringing, it was Coulson's call.

Anna was sleeping on her stomach with a blanket still covering her body. When she received the call, she was still out of breath.

"Listen, Anna, someone has entered the villa, you should quickly find a hidden place to hide."

The sound is mixed with the sound of pouring rain.

The little short leg hadn't woken up yet, and was still dazed.

"The agent protecting you has lost contact."

On the monitoring vehicle outside the community, Coulson was so emotional that he wanted to smash his phone.

Four well-trained agents, fully armed, were distributed in different locations in the community, separated by more than [-] meters, watching each other, forming a corner, looking safe, but they were solved without even sending out the alarm.

He felt worried, and he knew that this was an organized and premeditated crime.

Maybe the renovation of the circuit in the community is a trick made by criminal gangs.

Coulson was sure that those guys had observed the community for many days under the nose of S.H.I.E.L.D. and found out the working hours of the agents.

If it wasn't for Coulson's carefulness and temporary checking of the agent's patrol location, S.H.I.E.L.D. would not even know when the short leg disappeared.

Coulson was very anxious. It would take half an hour for the bureau to send support.

Just when I wanted to tell Little Short Legs that he was coming and told her not to panic, I didn't speak here, but a blind voice came from there.

"Damn, the mobile phone signal is blocked."

With no room for hesitation, Coulson pulled out a Remington 870 shotgun, wearing body armor, and rushed out of the monitoring vehicle.

Heavy rain fell from the sky crazily, and the dark sky seemed to be collapsing.

In less than a moment, Coulson's body was completely soaked.

boom.
A flash of lightning broke out in the sky, piercing the sky like a sharp sword.The shining silver arc ran all the way down from the night, crossed the State Capitol, and hit the garden of the community.

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On the community garden, Coulson saw an agent lying down in the bushes.

Coulson remembered that the agent's name was James, and he joined Coulson's field team just after graduating from SHIELD Academy.

Now he is dead.

Died by the murderer touching the whistle.

Broken neck and died.

The fracture location is in the middle of the cervical spine.

Coulson knows that there is a bare-handed neck-bending technique, the Brazilian jiu-jitsu naked twisting neck.

The right elbow is placed in the center of the front of the victim's neck, and the left hand grasps the victim's head from behind the head and pulls it to the left, while the right arm is vigorously lifted to the upper right.In this way, the left and right arms and the victim's weight form a shearing effect, which is powerful and clean.

However, in this way, the strength required is enormous, at least more than 200 pounds, and the height must exceed the victim by a head.

Converted into tonnage, it would be 50 kilograms more than Coulson.

Coulson was silent, clasped the dagger in the palm of his hand, and ran towards Building B at a faster speed.

On the way, he saw the other three agents. They all died. The causes of death were different. One had a big hole in his chest, his heart and lungs were shattered, and the other had his eyes pulled out, and his limbs were twisted into strange arcs. The last one was the worst, the forehead was sunken in a big piece, and the brains burst out.

Each of the three agents is a one-shot solution.

No weapons, all spells, alone.

Coulson's heart sank gradually.

He knew what he was capable of. He touched the whistle and killed four agents. He could do it when no one else was on guard.

As long as you touch the enemy's side and back, insert the dagger into the gap between the cervical vertebrae instantly, cut off the motor nerve, and the effect is the same as breaking the neck.

That's how the risk is extremely high, and if you are not careful, your position will be exposed.

As for the opponent, judging by his behavior, killing has become a habit, and after one move, he doesn't need to make up the knife.

An extremely difficult enemy.

boom.
There was another burst of thunder.

In the lightning, Coulson saw the open door of Building B. In the front garden in front of the door, the white wooden fence door was kicked open, and the wooden strips were torn apart and scattered on the climbing vines.

A deep footprint was left on the gate of the villa.

Powerful and proficient in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, this is the enemy Coulson has to deal with now.

With a military flashlight and dagger in one hand and a shotgun in the other, Coulson called out to Anna through the door.

There was a strange noise in the house, a rustling like the sound a snake makes when it crawls across the grass.

The flashlight shone down, and Coulson saw a pool of blood on the floor.

Whose?
Coulson didn't think it belonged to Anna. Whether it was S.H.I.E.L.D. or those thugs, they all believed that a living Anna was more valuable than a dead one.

Inexplicably, Coulson felt nauseated and dizzy. He thought he was dizzy.

Shaking his head, he gathered himself together, and following the blood, Coulson finally saw something rustling, a sweeping robot.

It may be that the little short legs have set the timing. As long as the time is up, the sweeping robot will automatically start to clean the ground.

"Phil Coulson?!"

Facing the glare of the light, Coulson saw the little short leg with the flashlight on, looking unharmed: "Where's the enemy?"

Could it be that the little short legs solved it? !

Coulson shook his head, isn't this a joke, when will a cute pet gain attack power.

Of course, Coulson felt that the weapons made by Tangyuanjing were very powerful.

The little short legs ignored Coulson, she is annoying now, look at the house, there are bloodstains everywhere, from the living room to the hallway, from the hallway to the kitchen.

However, the sweeping robot is also dishonest, messing up whenever it sees an opportunity, and running around smearing dirty blood.

That's good, there might be blood stains in any corner, and it can't be washed clean.

The little short legs took a step forward, put on the suspenders and suspenders, walked up to Coulson, and looked up at Coulson.Clap, raised one foot and stepped on it, stepping on the sweeping robot.

The robot bounced automatically, making a clicking sound under the feet of the short legs.

Anna got even more annoyed, and simply stepped on it with both short legs, stomping and stomping, crushing the robot disc into pieces.

Well, it's finally quiet.

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(End of this chapter)