Lawful Black Dragon in Marvel

"Young man, put down the gun, he's just a little uncomfortable."

The old bartender in the tavern pulled out the pistol under the counter and pointed it at Bright.

As colleagues who work together all day long, the old bartender already treats the young bartender as a junior, and it is impossible to watch him being shot.

The reasons are simply "excessive dark circles under the eyes" and "slurred speech".

Bright took a half step back, tilted the muzzle of his gun upward, and took out a document from his arms: "Homeland Security, he is infected with a terrible virus and there is no way to save him. I hope you can understand."

"You are taking taxpayers' money and instead of trying to solve the problem, you want to solve the taxpayers who have problems. It's really ridiculous."

The person who spoke was a young girl. She looked a bit like a killer. There was a metal ring on her nose. From Bright's perspective, it could be seen that this girl might not be underage yet.

"If you can leave here, go home quickly, hide in your room and wait for relief, maybe you will thank me tomorrow," Bright advised.

However, her words resonated with some customers, and coupled with the locals' support for the locals, some people immediately supported the girl. Some even took out their pistols and threatened Bright to put down the guns with the old bartender.

The girl was so inspired that she reached out to grab the hand of the young bartender, whose face was getting darker and darker. Then she puffed up her chest to demonstrate to Bright.

"Look, I touched him now. I am also a patient. Do you want to kill me too?"

Brett frowned, planning in his mind how to seize the three pistols pointed at his head.

Suddenly, the nearest people all took half a step back, and quickly ran away before the onlookers behind them could curse.

The back of the girl's hand was already covered with purple texture. Within ten seconds, it had spread along the arm, over the neck, and to the chin.

The rest of the people also saw the purple spread on the girl's face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and dispersed in a hurry, leaving only the old bartender who was a little confused.

The girl didn't seem to feel it yet and wanted to ask, but she just opened her mouth and her vision was gradually enveloped in darkness. It was an unprecedented despair.

Can't speak, can't call for help, can't move, but is conscious

Able to feel despair clearly

嘭

The bullet hit the ceiling. Brett dodged the still smoking revolver in the old bartender's hand. He turned around and was about to ask Lorelei to leave, but he found that the perfect goddess in his heart was sitting on a high stool, shaking the glass, with a squirt on the corner of her mouth. A hint of a smile.

"Is this human confusion, Brett?"

You can obviously save your life, but you still want to kill someone.

It’s really hard for Asgardians to understand

The young bartender who had been eroded for half an hour suddenly lost his stunned expression, and his eyes filled with black suddenly became active. He glanced at Lorelai and Brett, and suddenly started to launch.

bang bang

After three consecutive shots, two purple flowers of blood popped out of the young bartender's chest, bullet holes appeared between his eyebrows, and a large amount of filth splattered on the back of his head, turning into a limp corpse.

One shot was fired by Brett.

Two shots were fired from the doorway.

"Agent Bright" asked the young agent who appeared at the door.

"it's me."

"Leave with us quickly, it's no longer safe here."

As he spoke, the young agent narrowed his eyes and shot the mutated girl through the head.

No way, this is not the first case.

After more than a dozen professional scholars were infected because of their research on purple blood, the only solution they came up with was to kill and burn it, which means there is no plan yet.

Brett touched his face, a touch of purple appeared on his fingertips, and the purple lines spread instantly on his fingers.

It’s the blood of an infected person

"Forget it, just take her away, I won't go back."

"Goodbye."

The young agent motioned for Lorelei to follow him and boarded the C17 transport plane hovering outside. The plane quickly took off and the bar below was already on fire.

Lorelai sat on the sofa and poured herself a glass of wine. Although human wine was not as strong as Asgard's wine, it tasted more flavorful.

"Aren't you sad?" the brown-haired girl sat opposite her and asked.

"Well why are you sad" Lorelai wondered.

"Didn't you and Agent Bright have that kind of relationship?"

"Which kind"

"Um"

The brown-haired girl was speechless and looked at Mu Ling.

Lorelai also looked at the wood spirit.

The wood spirit glanced at the two people and said calmly: "Humans, like many creatures, will feel sad due to the death of their kind. You have the appearance of a human, so maybe you should act sad, otherwise it will easily arouse their disgust."

Faniel moved his eyebrows silently, complaining inwardly.

Yeah, quite objective.

But this logic doesn’t seem to be on the same channel as the opposite one.

The plane, according to Coulson, was called "The Bus."

The members include Level [-] Agent Simmons, Level [-] Agent Fitz, Level [-] Agent Ward, Level [-] Agent Coulson, and Level [-] Agent Melinda.

There is also an unleveled Skye, who is the Shockwave Girl who has not yet awakened.

Faniel has already collected a section of her hair, and looks back to see the genetic secrets of the aliens. After all, the aliens were born as weapons, and their combat effectiveness is much higher than that of the Kree.

Although the ability to appear is too random

The above is the bodyguard lineup

It is more than enough to deal with ordinary crises, but useless to deal with major crises.

However, Daisy ignored protecting an Asgardian fugitive, an alien elf, and an unnamed black dragon.

Looking at it this way, it’s clear which side needs protection more.

I don’t know what Nick Braised Egg thinks.

The little girl couldn't help but feel sleepy after playing wildly for a day. She slept soundly in the arms of Mu Ling, completely ignoring the attack that just happened.

Anyway, Brother Mu is a magician, just like Doraemon. No matter what danger there is, he will always create strange things to beat the bad guys away.

Even though she told others, they didn’t believe her and laughed at her

The reason for the knight is that Faneuil has set up some kind of "silencing spell". As long as Faneuil's words are involved, they will be blocked, and a compliment to the opponent will automatically pop up.

Written words, same as above, automatic blessing

Those people were praised so fiercely by the little girl who was made of pink and jade, it would be strange not to laugh.

Faneuil yawned and looked at Skye.

"I'm sleepy."

"The lounge is up there, follow me."

Skye was in a cross-channel between two "non-Earthlings" and couldn't talk to each other at all. She could only laugh awkwardly, but Ward's eyes hinted that he paid attention to these two non-human beings.

Faniel's yawn just saved her.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"Mu."

"Is Anita, Knight of Justice, your mother?"

"No."

Faneuil rarely rolled his eyes.

This person is so stupid that he can’t even look at the color of his skin?

If you can’t use your eyes, please donate them to those in need