The Great Winter Soldier

"What kind of witchcraft is this? Damn it, what is this?" A bodyguard yelled in panic. The loud gunshots had attracted people's attention. A group of people fled away from this dark alley. And there is also a group of people who come together cautiously. The temptation of promotion and salary increase always makes the paparazzi penetrate everywhere.

Everyone has a different reaction to all supernatural phenomena. When the bodyguard's life was threatened, the normally steady bodyguard completely lost his composure.

At the end of the day, this is the world of the Avengers, not the world of Mutantmania. There are no mutants here except in the summer. Perhaps, the Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver in the future can be regarded as two mutants who are not mutants.

The remaining seven bodyguards kept retreating, urging the boss to get in the car. One of the bodyguards took the risk and ran forward, peeling off the body that had been pierced through the heart by an iron bracket, and looked at the body that was deeply sunk into Dale's thigh. He was stuck in the iron bracket, but he didn't dare to act rashly and hurriedly pushed his boss into the car.

And the bodyguard who noticed Xia Tian slowly walked towards the trash can.

In the dark corner, Xia Tian saw the tall figure approaching continuously. Xia Tian, ​​who was a little tired, tried his best. Behind the bodyguard was another bodyguard who was protecting him. His arm moved up slightly uncontrollably, and the one who touched the trigger His finger didn't press down at all, but the trigger had already clicked. The bodyguard in front fell to the ground.

"Damn it, he's here, he's here!" The bodyguard seemed to have discovered the source of the crime and yelled in panic. However, due to this series of supernatural phenomena, the remaining bodyguards did not come to support, but quickly got on the Lincoln , prepare to escape. No one wants to take a chance on their own life, except those who are single-minded.

The remaining five bodyguards had already opened the car door and got into the extended Lincoln and SUV.

Through the gap, Xia Tian saw everything clearly. He couldn't help but forget about his own life and death. The anger in his mind had completely burned away his reason. He saw Xia Tian clenching his left fist, spreading his right hand, and lifted it up suddenly. In the eyes of the bodyguard who opened the car door and tried to get into the car, the iron bracket on Dale's thigh was suddenly pulled out.

"No, don't, don't do this, please let me go, I can give you everything, I will give you everything you want." Dell was yelling in the car, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his thighs were gushing The bleeding blood, severe pain and this weird scene gave him endless pressure, and he had already burst into tears.

The "Boss" slammed the bodyguard who closed the car door, holding the iron bracket in mid-air with one hand, but he couldn't move it. The top of the iron bracket was nailed to Dale's chin, and he moved forward firmly and forcefully.

Dale kept retreating, rolling and crawling, and had retreated to the rear left window. His fingers were hurriedly picking at the car door. In panic, he couldn't open the door.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh exp behaviour’'s fixings, and the bodyguards in black roared, frantically pulling the iron bracket floating in the air. In the end, he lost control of the iron bracket, holding the iron bracket with both hands, and stabbed it into Dale's jaw inch by inch. , slowly but firmly. After a few seconds, the force suddenly became stronger, and he lifted it up hard, piercing Dale's head like a candied haws. wx

Dale's face, which had been full of energy just now, had now changed its appearance. The canthus was cracked, tears and blood filled his cheeks, and his death was extremely miserable.

This is the rule of Hell's Kitchen. In the dark alleys of these countless Hell's Kitchen areas, all kinds of lives have passed. Wealthy businessmen have no power of pardon.

Xia Tian sat down on the ground, panting, leaning against the wall, his nose was filled with the stench of garbage, breathing heavily as if exhausted, his body was soaked with sweat, as if he had just taken a shower.

The rules of Hell's Kitchen seem to agree that it's perfect for summer.

Just when Xia Tian didn't have time to feel happy, the bodyguard who had been cautiously and slowly tracking him emerged from behind the trash can. When he saw Xia Tian, ​​his expression was slightly startled. He could never imagine that there was actually something here.

a child.

Is it possible that this child is responsible? Or maybe, everything that happened just now was an illusion, but the corpse behind is real.

At this time, Xia Tian was sweating profusely and looking pale, which really aroused people's desire for protection and compassion.

"I heard gunfire, I'm so scared." Xia Tian raised his hands and said tremblingly, his voice choked with sobs. Looking at the black muzzle in front of him, he cried bitterly.

To say that Xia Tian is an Oscar-winning actor, that would not be the case. Due to the excessive use of his abilities, his collapsed appearance really looked like he had been extremely frightened.

"Gudu." The bodyguard swallowed, his left hand holding the gun butt trembled a little, and the three fingers of his right hand continued to straighten and bend, as if experiencing an inner struggle, and finally closed his eyes hard, the gun was black. The mouth was aimed at Xia Tian's forehead.

Loud gunshots pierced the night sky.

Hu Bouncer seemed to be relieved, his body relaxed a little, and he opened his eyes, only to see Xia Tian's body rolling to the side. The young and weak body seemed to have exhausted its last bit of strength, but when the thin palm suddenly waved, the bodyguard who had been stunned just now, released the gun in his hand.

The kid bodyguard's expression was truly one of astonishment, but his next move was beyond Xia Tian's expectations. The bodyguard did not react as usual to grab the gun, but took a step forward and kicked Xia Tian hard on the abdomen.

The 5 or 6-year-old child, with a weak body, was kicked away by this powerful kick. Xia Tian, ​​who did not react, was like a ball, flying several meters away and hitting the wall hard. He fell headlong to the ground. A trace of blood flowed from the mouth, dyeing Xia Tian's already pale lips red.

The bodyguard's eyes showed a fierce look, and he rushed over quickly, giving Xia Tian a hard kick. It seemed that he had long since lost his identity as a bodyguard, and no longer focused on solving problems, but on venting his anger. Indeed, maybe he will never forget the panic that Xia Tian brought to them.

"Freak, bastard, you freak." The feeling of living and dying every second, and the feeling that death could come at any time, really made the bodyguard feel angry with nowhere to vent it.

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The flashlight completely illuminated the dark alley like lightning. He was still kicking Xia Tian's bodyguard crazily. He suddenly froze and turned his head, only to see two paparazzi not far away who were originally following Dell. There was still the figure of his own motorcade in the distance. His companions had already driven away, leaving him alone to ravage Xia Tian.

"Go away!" The extremely emotionally unstable bodyguard roared loudly, reaching out to take out his gun, but found that the gun had been thrown away by Xia Tian just now.

Before traveling to this world, Xia Tian never thought that one day, he would be truly grateful to the paparazzi.

The two paparazzi took pictures boldly and boldly, taking pictures of Xia Tian's blood-stained little face, taking pictures of Xia Tian's miserable condition after being beaten, and also taking pictures of the bodyguard's sinister eyes and unspoken violence.

"Are you going to die?" The bodyguard quickly stepped forward, trying to snatch the camera from the paparazzi's hands. These two paparazzi are witnesses to their crimes, and the photos they took are physical evidence.

While the bodyguards and the two paparazzi were chasing and fighting, Xia Tian lay on the ground, his right eye already soaked with blood, his face pressed against the cold ground, his left eye blurred, one hand waving his fingers slightly, moving with great difficulty With. In the distance, the firearms scattered on the ground struggled to stand up, fell down several times, and finally slowly straightened up. The muzzle of the gun was constantly raised, aiming at the bodyguard who was tearing up the camera film.

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The blooming blood flowers and the limp corpse told Xia Tian a perfect answer.

Thanks to Menzhan for the reward of 2000 starting coins.

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