Marvel: My Armor of Light and Shadow

"Oh? Did they start fighting again?"

Luo Leyi stepped on her high heels to the monitoring room high up in the factory, and looked through the glass window at the two older people walking back and forth below.

Toutu, who was in the monitoring room, walked up behind Luo Leyi and said, "Yes, it's been a while!"

Luo Leyi stared at Charlotte with her beautiful eyes: "The factory director was beaten by a piece of wood last time, right?"

Toutu smiled: "The strength of the factory director has grown very quickly. Although Jiamu's physical fitness is stronger than that of the factory director, his strength is limited. This gap can be filled with skills. Even if we wear armor, we Together they are no match."

Luo Leyi's expression couldn't hide her shock. It was hard to imagine that the young master of this big clan could actually fight against the top super killer.

"This generation of Xia family heads is really different!"

The first floor of the factory.

Although the two seem to be evenly matched, Jiamu is actually more powerful.

"Your strength has increased again! This strength... is really more disgusting than the last time..."

Jia Mu quickly moved back, breaking away from the strange force in Xia Luo's hand. Although she was stronger than Xia Luo, her power was controlled by the enemy when she sent it out. The feeling of being like a bull in the sea was extremely uncomfortable.

Tai Chi Push Hands, an important force-releasing and leveraging method in Tai Chi, pays attention to the movement of one hand, staying in it and sending it away, and it can be retracted and released freely.

Seeing Jiamu retreat, Xia Luo made another Tai Chi gesture and smiled at Jiamu: "Come again!"

Jiamu glared at Xia Luo shyly, then suddenly started to rush towards Xia Luo.

But this time she purposefully avoided the front, using her better physical fitness than Charlotte to avoid physical contact with Charlotte at a faster speed. Most of them were feints and feints, trying to seize the flaw and kill him with one blow!

Since you are so skilled at what you do, I can just avoid it!The most powerful and unique thing about the Soviet agent is the twisting skill on his legs!

Because he rarely fought against the masters of this world, Charlotte was not very proficient in Tai Chi, and the defense in his hands suddenly showed loopholes.

Got you!

Jiamu looked happy and seized the opportunity to punch Xia Luo's exposed ribs.

Too fast and too close!

Charlotte realized that this punch could not be avoided or unloaded. With a look on his face, his body moved forward instead of retreating. He suddenly stabilized his lower body, pivoted on his left leg, and bent his right leg towards Jiamu's fist.

One of the eight methods of Tai Chi, rely on the method!

This technique is included in many ancient Chinese boxing techniques. The most famous one is the Baji stunt of sticking to the mountain, but in fact, the techniques of relying on each boxing system are similar.

The relying method is a technique that uses the human body's most explosive thigh muscles to instantly exert force and use the body as a weapon to explode with powerful power.

When Jiamu saw this, he didn't change his moves. He just adjusted his fist lower, and instead hit him more decisively!

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and at the moment the two collided, they could clearly feel the vibration caused by broken bones and dislocation.

Charlotte groaned, sweat appeared on her forehead, and her ribs were broken!

Jiamu, on the other hand, looked even colder, completely ignoring his severely fractured and dislocated fist and forearm joints.

The time of attack is also the time when the flaws are greatest!

When Charlotte had just exhausted her strength and had no time to react, she turned over and jumped up. Her two long legs instantly clamped Charlotte's neck and twisted him slightly to bring him down, then let go of her legs.

After all, it's just training, not a life-and-death showdown. Breaking one or two bones is enough.

"Crack...knock..."

Charlotte stood up and straightened her neck. The strength on this woman's legs was not easy!

"Crack...knock..."

Jianmu also straightened his hand bones and chuckled softly: "You've made great progress. I won't be your opponent in a while, director."

He didn't seem to care about the injury at all.

"Crack..."

Charlotte straightened the broken ribs and smiled: "The meaning of your existence is not for melee combat! Weapons are the basis of your foothold. Hurry up and become familiar with the weapons of this era!"

Jiamu's expression dimmed: "Meaning? Do we really have a meaning for our existence? Our country has perished!"

The five commandos each have their own characteristics. Jiamu is the one with the deepest obsession among them. Even after being transformed, he still clearly remembers one name, Soviet Union!

Ever since she learned about the disintegration of the Soviet Union, this woman, Jiamu, had been intermittently depressed and fell into depression.

Charlotte had seen her Winter Soldier file. She was originally a Soviet soldier. She was the only one among all the experimental subjects who voluntarily participated in the Winter Soldier experiment. However, she was controlled by the Soviet branch of Hydra. She didn't find out until she woke up half a month ago. My country has changed my surname!

Although she has forgotten the past, as a loyal warrior, such an impact will still cause her to have some reactions.

Charlotte knew that he couldn't irritate her at this time, so he smiled: "Follow me, and I will take you to find the meaning of existence."

Xia Luo did not wait until he imagined that he would give up. At this time, Jia Mu had already hid in a corner and shut himself up.

"Meaning... What is the meaning of my existence... Hydra? Rebuilding the world... No! No... Meaning... The meaning of my existence..."

She covered her head in pain: "Ah!!! Who am I..."

Charlotte looked away sympathetically. There are some things that cannot be thought about. People who forcefully search for these problems are often called philosophers or... snake spirits!

Charlotte summoned the Flame Dragon Armor and released the vampires who had once again absorbed all their energy.

He looked at the hill made of vampires, and then looked at the trees trapped in an endless loop. The Buddhist Toutu had no idea where he had fled to...

Finally, he glanced helplessly at Shuilang, who was dumbfounded, sighed, and dragged the injured bodies up into the air one by one.

What is this!

……

In the lobby of a European-style castle in the outer suburbs of New York.

Under the flickering firelight, eight vampires, some old or young, sat on one side and took out tissues to wipe the blood on the corners of their mouths. Everyone's movements were slow and gentle, with the elegance of ancient European aristocrats.

The middle-aged white man sitting at the head of the table waved his hand gracefully, and two attendants came forward to take out the dinner plate with the body of a naked girl who had no sound left on the table.

The middle-aged man slowly put down his napkin and looked at a young vampire sitting casually. His speech was very slow but natural, which brought an inexplicable pressure to people: "Bruch, pay attention to your manners! No. A bit aristocratic."

Bruch, who was named, glanced at the middle-aged man frivolously: "Ha! I still prefer living human blood. This kind of anesthesia smells like anesthetic! This kind of eating is not fun at all!

Even with anesthesia or local anesthesia, watching human beings slowly die in fear is also a dining experience. "

The old man next to the middle-aged man was a little angry: "Be serious!"

Vampires also have factions, and he is obviously surrounded by middle-aged men.

A beautiful but surprisingly pale female vampire asked: "Serious? What are you serious about? The Presbyterian Church's agent, Tsimoshi, has been dealt with. Why do you still need these interests?! Tell me! Gangro!!"

The middle-aged man Gangluo was silent for a while: "I will solve it..."

Bruch sneered: "What are you going to do? Are you going to use the lives of your compatriots to stop that guy's mouth?! You are already old, Gangluo, so leave the authority to me!"

Gangro finally ignored etiquette and spoke at a normal and angry pace: "Dracula, the ancestor! Is that enough?!"

As Ganggro finished speaking, the entire hall fell into silence.