Struggle in the world of American comics

Clint took off his waist buckle on the side wall of a church outside the banquet hall, pressed the button, and his whole body was pulled by a steel wire and quickly rose towards the top of the building. .huangjintong.org

In several blocks around the entire banquet hall, a large number of military police had appeared, completely blocking off the entire area.

"Send a helicopter to take photos from the top of the building."

"Second team, outflank from Arthur Avenue"

Chaos and panic are the best cover.

During an assassination, Jordani and Natasha were not noticed yet in the chaotic crowd. Instead, Clint outside the banquet hall was the first to be discovered.

Manchester City is the ancient capital of England. It is not too big and does not have many high-rise buildings.

This time at the Manchester United Champions Cup banquet, a large number of police officers were patrolling outside at all times. Clint did not expect that these police officers from Manchester City would arrive so quickly.

While running rapidly on the roof, Clint looked unhappy and said into the headset, "Jovovich, you bastard, this was just a beheading operation, fk, now you have turned it into a terrorist act."

Shootings and bombings are two completely different cases.

The former can be regarded as a premeditated assassination at best, while the latter has too many scopes to define.

In addition to members of the Manchester United team, more than one-third of the guests in the entire banquet hall were British dignitaries and celebrities, as well as a large number of ladies, celebrities, and models.

Jordani's six small melons rolled down. Even if the bomb had no real lethality, it could have been directly constituted as a terrorist attack.

In the chaotic crowd, Natasha also looked pityful and said, "Yes, concussive bombs can hurt people's heads, eyes, and ears. Cristiano Ronaldo and Beckham don't know if they are hurt, or whether they will affect their future." Play.”

"fk" Clint's roar came from the headset, saying, "Fuck, you guys will not end well."

Following the flow of people, Jordani and Natasha had arrived at the entrance to the courtyard outside the banquet hall.

There were a large number of military police and security guards, each carrying high-power weapons and a scanning instrument to compare with the information database and compare each person who came to the door.

The two of them paused, Natasha's face darkened, and she said, "We seem to be in trouble."

Jordani glanced at the situation at the door, raised his eyebrows, and said, "No, the trouble is not big enough now."

After finishing speaking, in the chaotic crowd, Jordani turned around and raised his hand. Magic patterns flickered slightly on the white wedding dress. A silver bullet arced across a distance of meters and landed with incomparable accuracy. A security guard in the hall.

Roar

In an instant, the light attribute damage exploded, and the security guard who was hit roared, his layers of scales tore his clothes, and the purple devil tail and black devil horns grew rapidly.

"Despicable human magician, die"

Demons that can disguise themselves as humans, even in hell, are no longer cannon fodder. They are the kind of lower-middle-class demons that already have names and blood heritage.

In terms of strength, he may not be much stronger than the cannon fodder in the devil, but he already has wisdom and can use some simple magic.

At this moment, the demon's disguise was broken by the light magic damage of the silver bullet. The demon roared and instantly locked onto Jordani in the crowd.

In Jordani's hands, the magic lines on the white wedding dress faded away, like falling rose petals.

This kind of magical aura is enough to make the devil lock eyes at a glance among countless people.

Rumble

The demon grew rapidly, but in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a monster that was three meters tall, with four legs and two hands, like a beast. Wherever it passed, a large number of people were cut open like a wave. aisle.

"Hey, officer, hel, there's a monster coming."

The devil sprinted a hundred meters, and when the shot was fired, Jordani wrapped Natasha and had already arrived at the door. His face was full of panic and fear, and he pointed in the direction of the banquet hall.

At this time, the monster had just finished transforming.

A large number of people rushed out of the door in chaos, while other military police officers could no longer care about others and ran behind the vehicles at the door. A large number of firearms were pointed in the direction of the door.

boom

The huge iron gate and railings were knocked apart, and like a giant war beast, the demon rushed into a circle surrounded by a large number of police cars.

"shoot, shoot"

A roar with a broken sound came from afar, accompanied by intensive gunfire, and a large number of bullets formed a heavy rain, blocking the demon at the door.

"It works well. Nick Fury's excuses will be much easier this time. He will thank us."

From a distance, Jordani looked at the gate. Fierce exchanges of fire continued to be heard, and a large number of members of the press rushed to the front almost desperately, taking photos, videos, and even live broadcasts.

Manchester United Champions Cup banquet, a large number of celebrities gathered.

Such a thing itself would easily attract a large number of reporters from sports news, entertainment news, etc., and now the explosive monster incident has completely detonated the scene.

As Jordani said, this kind of thing is far more exciting than Langley's assassination in Abu Dhabi.

Nick Fury will feel much more relaxed when he ends the assassination operation for Jordani and others.

On the contrary, Natasha smiled and said, "I think Director Fury will be even more unwilling to see the current situation."

The main responsibility of S.H.I.E.L.D. is to deal with global anomalies and paranormal phenomena. Compared with an assassination case, Nick Fury wants to suppress the fact that this kind of demon is directly reported, because he is afraid that he does not know How many resources must be used and how many brain cells must be used to write a story.

Jordani glanced at the chaos behind him, turned around and said, "Whatever, I couldn't do anything in the car just now, Natasha, we still have a long night to spend."

Natasha winked without any weakness, thought for a moment and said, "Where's Clint?"

Jordani said seriously, "Clint, who is Clint?"

Natasha also laughed boldly and said "hocares"

In the vast night, on the outskirts of Manchester, under the illumination of a helicopter, Clint was riding a motorcycle and running wildly through the streets and fields with a crazy look on his face.

Listening to the voice coming from the earphones, Clint yelled, "Fk, dogs and cats, you are not going to die well."

That night in Manchester, I had no sleep all night.

And not only that, there were battles going on almost everywhere, big or small, in London, Paris, Berlin, Venice, Vienna, etc., etc.

This is the final battle between S.H.I.E.L.D. and SkyEye, after all the intelligence has been gathered for more than half a year, and the undead and Hydra.

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