Mixing things up in Marvel

Through the portal, everyone came to another area. Due to the time difference, it was now midnight. The half-moon hanging in the sky was covered by dark clouds and the surrounding woods were rustling in the cold wind. It looked like the atmosphere of a horror movie.

What caught their eyes was a lonely hut!

The night, woods, and cabin reminded Fu Xie of a horror movie he watched in his previous life - The Cabin in the Woods.

If Constancy hadn't repeatedly confirmed to him that there were no zombie families or sealed Titan evil gods here, he would have wanted to quit.

This is where the thunder-type fighter soul and the wind-type host live. According to intelligence, they are two brothers and sisters. Fu doesn't know why these two brothers live in such a place where birds don't shit.

And they are also mutants. Wait, two mutant brothers and sisters?

In Fu Xie's impression, Quicksilver Pietro and Scarlet Witch Wanda have this setting in the comics.

But when I thought about it carefully, I felt that it was impossible. According to the current trend of the world, it is obviously more biased towards movie plots, and the Brotherhood of Mutants has not heard any news about members with similar abilities.

After thinking for a moment, Fu Zhi planned to knock on the door. Unexpectedly, John stepped forward and knocked on the door first.

"Is there anyone? We are... well, what are we?" John was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He and Bobby were considered to be the Ten Fighters, but Fu Shee and Logan were not. If they were called the X-Men, he and Fu Xie wasn't a mutant and couldn't be called that. He was stuck in place for some reason.

Fu Xie pushed John away speechlessly and went to knock on the door, only to find that there was no response after knocking for a long time.

no one?How could it be that SHIELD sent a message not long ago that someone was indeed in the house, and by the way, there was an agent lurking nearby. He had sent a message before coming, but he hadn't come yet.

Logan, who was waiting impatiently, stepped forward and pushed open the closed door, taking down the entire door with him.

After doing all this, he looked back at Fu Qie and said disdainfully: "Didn't you say that you are a mage? You can't even open a door here after whining and whining."

Do you just need to remove the entire door frame to open your home?

There was nothing to say about this kind of recklessness. Cyclops was not surprised by this, but Colossus criticized: "Logan has said so many times not to damage other people's private property, but you are responsible for every action." We demolished other people’s houses right away, and we received so many complaints about this. If you don’t repair the door later, I will tell the professor and let him talk to you.”

"Okay, okay, stop talking. I will fix the door. If Charles knows about this, he will nag me again." When it came to telling Charles about this, Logan felt a headache. Charles, who has a Ph.D., is also first-rate in eloquence. Whenever Logan makes a mistake, Charles will provide him with so-called "psychological counseling."

After each "psychological counseling", Logan's mind was buzzing. Unable to bear the torture, Logan rose up to resist, and then Charles used his psychic powers to transform him from an unruly wild wolf into a domesticated one. Husky.

By the way, the college was also cleaned from top to bottom. Seeing this scene, the cleaning lady was secretly happy.

After getting Logan's promise, Colossus gave up, and then everyone walked into the door. Colossus, who was the last to enter, even used the removed door to cover it.

After everyone entered the room, deep in the dense forest ten kilometers away from the wooden house, the pale moonlight barely shone into the dense surroundings.

A strange wind blew with a strong smell of blood floating in the air, and the scattered moonlight blocked by branches and leaves happened to illuminate the corpses scattered around.

Judging by the black suits they were wearing, it was not difficult to guess that they were SHIELD agents lurking here. They all died with their eyes open and their death conditions were extremely cruel (I won’t describe them in detail for fear of being 404).

Two of the agents who were still alive were hiding behind a boulder and the other in lush bushes.

Both of them covered their mouths and did not dare to make a sound, their eyes filled with deep fear. The bolder one in the bushes leaned out slightly to look at his companions whose bodies were covered with death.

They were on a mission here. Not long ago, they were sitting by the tent and chatting happily. Several companions made an appointment to go to the other end of the woods to compete with who could shoot farther. They said that the loser would go back and buy supper for a week. One of the black men The companion felt that this was a God-given opportunity and thought that there was such a good thing. Wouldn't his racial advantage come out in this regard?

He couldn't help but smile when he thought about having free midnight snacks for a week, and hurriedly took his companions to compete. Of course, they brought their guys with them to prevent encountering wild beasts or something.

And then... no more!

A gunshot alerted the agents who were on guard or resting in the camp, and one of them, the agent who was now hiding in the bushes, shouted in the direction where his black companions were leaving.

There was no response from the companion. Instead, there were two figures, one tall and one short. The taller one was at least 1.9 meters and a half tall, while the short one was about 1.8 meters and a half.

One of them wore a white low-quality human skin mask and a black technician's uniform from the 80s, holding a white and blood-stained kitchen knife. His evil and sick aura made the agent want to shoot just by standing there.

This is a murderer!

The agents instantly made a judgment in their minds, and he was not an ordinary murderer. Judging from the aura on his body, he was a seasoned murderer, a complete perverted murderer!

But even so, the agents didn't fire, because their attention was focused on the tall man standing next to him.

The tall body exuded violence and madness, holding a bright red sharp machete in his hand, and wearing a hockey mask on his head. Through the gaps in the mask, a pair of murderous eyes could be vaguely seen.

"Gu..."

The agents' Adam's apples surged, frightened by Jason's crazy murderous intention that disregarded life.

They had done many missions and killed many people, but they had never seen such a figure who looked like he had crawled out of the hell of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Devil, this is a devil!

The bush agent looked at the blood stained on the weapons of Michael and Jason, knowing that his accomplices might have been killed long ago. He suppressed the fear in his heart and took out the M4 from his back and pointed it at Jason and the others.

"Sir, this place has been blocked. It is forbidden to enter. How did you get here, and my companions!"

Jason didn't speak but slowly raised the machete in his hand.

In the next second, countless bullets were fired, all hitting the two Jasons. The well-trained agents were equipped with sophisticated weapons, shooting at the extremely obvious and motionless targets.

If they can't hit them, they might as well go home and farm, which will have a better future.

But after they finished shooting the entire magazine, the other person was still standing like nothing happened. Suddenly, Michael raised his leg and took a step forward.

The bush agents were shocked and hurriedly replaced their magazines with new ones. It took only 2.5 seconds for everyone to replace their magazines.

But it was too late. Michael came to an agent at some point and stabbed forward with a chef's knife in his hand. In an instant, the agent's heart was pierced, and then the kitchen knife spun around in his body.

Suddenly the blood surged, and the unlucky agent went to see God in advance, and his blood dyed Michael's white mask red, making it even more terrifying.

The moon is dark tonight and the wind is high. It is a good day to kill people!