Laura's Beautiful Journey

Earth, near the ruins of Kit City, Temple of the Voice of God.

Because of the unique natural wonders here, the joint archaeological team from various countries sponsored by the Croft Group left a camp here.

"Sanchez, according to this weather data, there will be strong winds again tonight."

In the tent, a white professor put down the satellite phone in his hand and said to the black man in front of him who was squatting in front of the heater.

"If this is the case, Professor Sylvester, we will probably be disturbed and unable to sleep again tonight."

Sanchez replied with a grimace, and the white professor also looked in agreement.

When they first met and heard the voice of God, the feeling could only be summed up by the idiom of shocking. However, the two of them had been stationed here for several weeks. As time went by, the feeling of shock and surprise gradually faded away, and the originally sweet and ethereal "God's voice" "The sound" has become noisy and annoying.

"boom!"

"Ouch!!! No! You started so early? I still want to catch up on some sleep before the wind blows!"

Sanchez whined and complained, but Professor Sylvester frowned.

"No, Sanchez, this sound does not sound like the voice of God, but more like the sound of a thunderstorm. Look again, our tent is not moving at all. Apparently the wind has not picked up yet. Come on, follow me out and take a look!"

The old professor was afraid of something happening outside, so he opened the tent and rushed out.

"Hey! Professor! Wait for me! It's dangerous to be alone!"

As the security personnel arranged here, he naturally had to fulfill his duties, so Sanchez picked up the firearms and equipment and hurriedly followed. You must know that there are many man-eating beasts in this wilderness.

The anxious two finally discovered a pool of dark marks on the edge of the temple's stone platform, and a pungent smell filled the air.

"This smell is...ozone? Was it struck by lightning just now? But this isn't the only damage caused by lightning?"

The old professor sniffed hard and said.

Sanchez was silent about this. He was a security guard, and his specialty was playing with guns and ammunition, and protecting targets. He didn't know how to do these mind-numbing things.

"Roar!"

A roar from behind scared the two of them, and when they turned around, Sanchez secretly screamed "Oh no."

They saw a huge Siberian bear blocking the door of the temple, staring at them with two eyes.

"Professor, I will attract its attention later. You can leave quickly at that moment! There is a snowmobile in the other tent. Get on it and get back to the base camp before the blizzard comes!"

The black man opened the safety of the gun in his hand and whispered to the old professor.

"Ow!"

Another bear roar sounded, and Sanchez nervously raised the muzzle of the gun, placing his trembling index finger on the trigger.

Based on many years of mercenary experience, he knew that he was almost certain to die today. Brown bears that did not hibernate in the winter must have been hungry and ran out to find food. Moreover, they also had a dark history of eating people alive. Thinking that he was being killed by a bear Sanchez was shaking even more when he saw the tragic death after gnawing for several hours.

"Ow?"

The brown bear ignored them. Instead, he walked through the gate and walked to the platform. He stood up straight and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"Ouch?!"

A familiar smell lingered in the air, but he couldn't find the person he wanted to see. In the end, the brown bear turned around and left.

"Huh---oh my God, I'm scared to death. This brown bear is bigger than the average adult Siberian bear. If I really do it, I'm not even sure this broken barrel won't work."

Sanchez felt that his legs were weak and he was covered in cold sweat. The old professor was blocked behind him, so he didn't feel that intuitively.

This brown bear is the one Laura rescued, and the person teleported here is Laura herself.

She didn't know that her employee was scared to death and was heading towards New York as fast as possible.

Under Shou Lao's unreserved guidance and teaching, Laura sensed the mark that she had left here on a whim. After many attempts, she finally succeeded in using this mark as a beacon to transmit it back to Earth from the distant star Typhon.

. . . . . .

New York, Rand Building.

It was already late at night, and the building that was supposed to be extremely quiet was actually very noisy.

While searching for intelligence materials, the Defenders encountered Hand ninjas led by Botto.

The enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and the two sides started a fierce battle without saying a word.

The Hand has an absolute numerical advantage, but when faced with the Defenders, who have strong personal combat capabilities and a tacit understanding of each other, they can only barely draw a tie.

Botu secretly cried out that he was unlucky. He was the only one left with five fingers in his hand. The other four disappeared suddenly for unknown reasons and could not be found anywhere. At this moment, just facing an iron fist was enough for him to drink a pot. As a result, Iron Fist also brought four helpers with similar strength.

If he had followed his usual character, he would have let his men attack him and fled, but this time he stayed, as if waiting for something.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and Luke felt a tightness in his chest, and then he was carried backwards by the inertia of the huge bullet. Fortunately, Jessica supported his body in time.

"Be careful! There are snipers!"

Luke took out a completely deformed projectile from his chest, looked at the conspicuous white mark, and hurriedly reminded him.

Opposite the Rand Building, a man with a bullseye tattooed on his forehead laughed evilly and pulled the bolt of the sniper rifle in front of him.

"Wonder Man, he does have a body of copper and iron as in the legend. I just don't know if your eyes can guard against it?"

About to hunt down a group of superpowers, Bullseye felt a burst of pleasure in his heart, but when he was about to pull the trigger, the sudden sense of crisis made him roll on the spot, and the scope on the sniper rifle was immediately blown up.

"Interesting! Hahahaha! It's so interesting. It seems like tonight will be a killing feast, hahahaha!"

He licked his lips that were scratched by debris and shouted excitedly.

"Bullseye, it's time to have fun and don't forget about business."

"Roger that, Boss Kingpin."

After saying that, he took out a small knife from his waist and disappeared on the rooftop.

On the roof of the Rand Building, Uncle Punishment moved his eyes away from the scope. He had been tracking this ace killer named Bullseye for some time, and he was particularly impressed by the opponent's superb flying knife.

During this period, the two sides fought several times. If he hadn't habitually carried enough guns and ammunition, he would not have been able to suppress this murderous maniac.

The Defenders are no longer harassed by enemy snipers, and the pressed Hand will retreat continuously under full combat power.

During the exchange of fists and kicks, Danny found a flaw in Botu's skills, and struck his head with an iron fist. At the critical moment, he was stopped by a slender hand.