I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 147 Beast Transformation
Coulson knew very well that verbal warnings alone were far less direct and effective than firepower deterrence.

However, at this moment the lights in the hall suddenly went out, and the surroundings fell into darkness. He didn't dare to shoot rashly. He had to at least get closer to avoid accidentally hurting Steve and Eddie.

Steve had just been punched and was struggling to get up from the ground. His chest was heaving violently, and his voice was hoarse but firm: "Coulson, go save those people!"

"And me!" Eddie's voice was filled with a hint of panic as he called out anxiously, fearing that he would be forgotten in the darkness.

Coulson followed the direction Steve pointed, his eyes quickly adjusted in the darkness, and finally he could see the people lying on the ground.

His heart sank suddenly. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating. Realizing that the situation was not good, he rushed forward without hesitation with the agents behind him.

However, the cloaked people reacted faster than them.

More than a dozen cloaked men quickly turned around and faced Coulson and others who were rushing towards them. Their arms suddenly stretched out from their cloaks, and in their palms they were actually holding shiny pistols. The cold light was particularly dazzling in the dim environment.

Without hesitation, and completely disregarding the possibility of accidentally injuring their companions, they pulled out their guns and started shooting.

Gunshots suddenly rang out, tearing the silence in the air.

Seeing the familiar firelight flash, Coulson's pupils suddenly contracted, and a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart. He hurriedly shouted: "Hide!"

Bang bang bang!
Bullets poured out like raindrops. They seemed to be able to clearly capture the enemy's figures even in the darkness. The bullets penetrated into the agents' bodies with incredible precision, causing fatal damage.

After the first round of shooting, screams rang out one after another. Several agents fell to the ground, and blood spread on the ground, dyeing the battlefield red.

Pain and fear intertwined into complex expressions on their faces, and life seemed so fragile at this moment.

Coulson reacted quickly and led the remaining agents to find cover.

They overturned tables and chairs, using these makeshift barriers to engage in a fierce firefight with the cloaked men.

The bullets whistled in the air, brushed past my ears, and caused waves of shudders.

The agents' sophisticated weapons played a role at the critical moment. In their counterattack, several cloaked men were shot and fell to the ground. Their bodies hit the ground heavily with a dull sound.

Their bodies twitched a few times and then stopped moving, and it was obvious that they had lost their lives.

Can the mysterious person also be killed by guns?

This discovery surprised Steve.

He originally thought that these mysterious beings were powerful beings that were difficult to deal with and almost impossible to be defeated.

However, the facts before him severely overturned his cognition.

[What are you thinking? These guys are just rookies among rookies. They don't have much mysterious power at all. Of course they are very weak. At least much weaker than the guy you are facing now.]

The Lord's mocking voice sounded in Steve's mind.

Steve didn't have time to respond to the Lord because he noticed Johnson rushing towards him again.

Anger surged on Johnson's face, his eyes almost spitting fire. It was obvious that the fall of his companion had completely enraged him.

"What, you're not going to save your companions?" Steve nimbly dodged Johnson's two heavy punches, his tone deliberately provocative.

Steve was anxious, he didn't want to get entangled with Johnson here.

He was more concerned about the innocent passers-by who were caught up in this incident and whose lives were in danger.

More importantly, he must stop these guys' plans as soon as possible.

Steve knew that these cloaked men were not so bored that they gathered so many people here just for meaningless killing. There must be a deeper conspiracy behind their actions.

"Humph, it won't be too late to help them after I get rid of you. In one minute, I can break your neck!"

Johnson tore off his cloak, revealing his strong body, and growled, "Beast transformation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thick black hair quickly grew on his face, arms and chest, as if catalyzed by an invisible force, quickly covering most of his skin.

His whole body swelled up like an inflated balloon, his muscle lines became more distinct, and he looked particularly sturdy and powerful.

His eyes also changed dramatically, from their original deep eyes to beast-like vertical pupils, emitting a cold and ferocious light, as if a beast ready to pounce was secretly observing its prey.

Steve felt a chill running down his spine, and Johnson's breath became more ferocious, as if a real beast was standing in front of him.

This is undoubtedly the mysterious power that Johnson possesses.

Steve took a deep breath, turned and ran.

Johnson grinned grimly, bent his knees slightly, then straightened them, and exerted force with his feet. His whole body was like a cannonball, shot up in an instant, drawing a fierce arc in the air, and landed heavily in front of Steve, blocking his way.

"I specifically hunted a black bear and a cheetah to gain their strength and speed. My strength is beyond the imagination of a mortal like you. You can't escape, so just prepare to die!"

Got the strength and speed of a black bear and a cheetah?

Steve took a breath and looked at the shield embedded in the wall. He had not completely given up. As long as he could get the shield, he still had hope of winning.

"That's not good."

Eddie was breathing heavily, his back pressed against the wall. He had no way out.

Unexpectedly, Coulson's appearance did not save him. Instead, it made Amy and the other's attack even more fierce, and they were forced into a desperate situation in less than two minutes.

Amy looked at Eddie, who was at the end of his rope, and licked her lips with her pink tongue: "Go and help kill those men in black, and I'll take care of this guy."

The bartender glanced at Eddie, nodded slightly, stepped back, and disappeared quickly. It was obvious that he also felt that Amy was enough here.

"Okay, now you can tell me how you want to die?" Amy said with a wry smile.

"Well, can I die in bed?" Eddie said with a smile.

"Sure, wait till I cut you into pieces!" Amy sneered.

On the other side, the cloaked leader frowned, looking very dissatisfied with the current situation.

Faced with a group of ordinary people, the problem could not be solved easily and was simply at a stalemate.

He turned his head to a petite figure beside him and said, "Louise, go ahead and get rid of those annoying guys as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Louise raised her head, revealing an innocent face. It was the girl wearing angel wings.

She walked forward slowly, and all the cloaked people who saw her made way for her and hurriedly took something out of their pockets and stuffed it into their ears.

Soon, Louise stopped, slowly opened her mouth, and sang a beautiful song.

(End of this chapter)