Druid in Marvel

By a small river in Scranton, Alvin frowned and looked at the heavily polluted river in front of him, despising the actions of the League of Assassins.

As an assassin organization with a long history, is it a bit low-key to open a slaughterhouse in such a place as its headquarters? If you don't consider your own feelings, why don't you also consider the feelings of the pigs being slaughtered?

Alvin, Fox, and Cross just stood on the edge of the river openly, looking at the old slaughterhouse.

Jessica took Ginny and the frightened Wesley to rest in a motel on Route 81, waiting for Alvin and the others.

Alvin frowned and said to Fox: "You grew up in this place.

A beautiful girl like you is not suitable for this place at all. "

Alvin's disguised compliment made Fox smile happily, and rolled his eyes at Alvin, which was both beautiful and charming.

This girl saw a photo provided by Cross after dinner yesterday. Her behavior was a bit strange, as if she had made some decision, and her whole person seemed to come to life, which looked good.

But Alvin was a little worried, how could a person get over such a fatal blow so quickly?

Alvin picked up the phone, looked at the two people, and said: "I will call Mr. Sloan to confirm whether he is here.

Let me confirm with you one last time, if you really want to rush in and kill them all, you have no problem, right?

Maybe there are some of your former comrades in there."

As soon as Alvin finished speaking, a bullet accurately hit his chest. "Thorn Spirit" flashed slightly. Alvin stood still, and a man in uniform fell headlong on the high wall of the slaughterhouse opposite. down

Alvin shook his head helplessly, okay, there’s no need to talk about it.

Fox and Cross each stepped back about ten meters, pulled out their pistols and started sprinting. The ten-meter-wide river did not hinder them. They flew to the river and made a beautiful gliding leap before jumping over.

Alvin looked at it and shook his head. He could also jump over, but it would definitely not be as good-looking as their movements. Moreover, if he missed it, with the stench of this creek, Alvin would not be able to see anyone within a week. After talking about it, it didn't have much to do with him, so there was no need to be too desperate. There is a small bridge upstream of the river. You can go around it without wasting too much time.

When Alvin walked around the small bridge and rushed to the gate of the slaughterhouse, Fox and Cross were still blocked outside the gate, shooting at the people inside with their guns.

You see, running fast is actually useless.

Alvin, who arrived in time, took the initiative to run in front of Fox and blocked her from the bullets fired from the opposite side. The girl stood there like crazy, taking a pistol and shooting at the automatic rifle opposite, but for Alvin If you block it for her, she might be beaten into a sieve.

Cross, well, he's a man, he has to survive on his own.

The gunmen on the opposite side were unlucky. A fool rushed out and became a target. As a result, the fool who was shot did not die, and a dozen of his own people died.

The gunmen thought that the opponent had at least a dozen snipers ambushing them in the distance. They hid themselves behind the high wall in a panic, holding up their rifles with their hands and shooting randomly, trying to suppress the non-existent snipers. hand.

Fox looked at Alvin strangely, surprised. She knew that Alvin had some strange abilities, but he was not afraid of bullets, which still surprised her.

The girl had gone through the crazy impulse in front of her, but she still didn't calm down. She bypassed Alvin and still tried to rush into the slaughterhouse.

Alvin sighed, understanding that this was a woman who wanted to die. The moment the faith she had kept throughout her life was shattered, she had already begun to die.

Alvin opened his arms and held Fox in his arms, preventing her from dying. Saving the life of a beautiful woman is the basic quality of a gentleman.

Fox struggled for a while and found that he could not get out of Alvin's arms. Looking into Alvin's eyes, a bitter smile appeared on his beautiful face. She did not continue to struggle. She, who was not tall, put her forehead on Alvin's chest, and whispered with some longing and despair: "Thank you."

Alvin felt that his initial steps to pick up girls were really difficult. Which ordinary man would go into a shootout for a girl he just met or for a girl who wanted to die?

Alvin didn't know if everyone in the slaughterhouse should die, but he guessed that it would not be an injustice if they died. However, these people have no grudges against themselves. The guys who shot at them were all killed by them. Alvin really didn't have to rush in and start killing.

The only reason Alvin came here was because of the woman in his arms, but this woman always wanted to rush in and commit suicide, which gave him a headache.

Just when Alvin had a headache, Cross on the other end seemed to have turned on a plug-in, rushing into the slaughterhouse at a speed that completely exceeded the limit of the human body. At that speed, he was running and shooting at the same time, and he could not even shoot. Failed.

Alvin was a little surprised. He didn't expect that any of his neighbors could be so powerful. He might ask JJ to check it out when he gets back. It’s better to know the residents who live around you.

Not daring to let go of Fox, for fear that she would rush in and die, Alvin half-forced his arm around her shoulders and accompanied her into the slaughterhouse.

Cross's explosive power was very strong, but his endurance seemed average. He only lasted about a minute in total. He rushed in and killed the gunman on the wall, but was suppressed behind an old machine.

Alvin saw with his own eyes a guy who looked like the famous Star-Lord, holding two beautiful revolvers, suppressing Cross so that he could not move.

After taking two more bullets for Fox, Alvin finally became a little impatient. He had to take so many bullets just to pick up a girl. Who would believe it if he told her?

A huge corpse-eating vine emerged from the ground and scurried into the slaughterhouse building like a terrifying python.

The gunfire in the factory immediately erupted, and a group of people howled in fear while shooting at the vines and running away from the factory.

"Sloan" Cross suddenly yelled, rushed out from his hiding place, and shot desperately at an old black man.

Unfortunately, Cross proved once again that it is very unwise to fight a well-trained enemy when your brain is hot. Although he hit the old black man in the arm with one shot, he himself was shot four or five times and fell to the ground.

The real owner was found. Alvin commanded the corpse vines. The barrel-thick corpse vines turned over their bodies, trapping the few people who had escaped.

The corpse-eating vine is like a huge python coiled in a snake formation, trapping a few poor prey. There is only a big mouth like the entrance of a meat grinder on its terrifying head, facing a few people who are already frightened, waiting for Al Wen's order.

Alvin coughed lightly, patted Fox on the shoulder, and motioned to the shocked girl to take her hands away from her chest, so that he would be distracted.

Manipulate the corpse-eating vine to separate a thin vine and pierce Cross's body to save his life first. This guy is also his neighbor after all, and he is a person who can fight for a belief for his whole life. Although Alvin may not necessarily agree with it. , but I will definitely respect such a guy

The corpse-eating vine slowly moved its body, leaving a passage. The old black man Sloan, holding his injured shoulder, shouted to Alvin, who was walking over with his arm around Fox's shoulder: "Who are you?"

After hearing this, Alvin let go of Fox, formally arranged his old-fashioned short-sleeved shirt, and said with a smile:

"Nice to meet you Mr. Sloane, I am the head of SHIELD's New York branch, my name is Phil Coulson"