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"Who are you?"

Regardless of the bald man sitting slumped aside, holding his injured arm, Rumlow looked solemnly, stared closely at the man in black in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.

However, the other party didn't seem to have any reaction, standing quietly on the spot without saying a word.

Looking at the man in black standing there with flaws everywhere, for some reason, Rumlow felt a strong threat in his heart.

Judging from the opponent's reaction speed and marksmanship, it is obvious that he is a master.

Killer mercenaries or high-level combat forces of a certain force or organization

Various speculations kept lingering in Rumlow's mind.

The rain is getting heavier, and the confrontation in the alley is still going on.

In order to extract any useful information, Rumlow, who had always been silent, deliberately used a vicious tone and continued to test the man in black:

"You have no idea who you have messed with."

After hearing this, the man in black finally responded.

He put the Beretta 92F in his hand back into the holster on his thigh, and then said in a deep voice with an extremely hoarse voice: "I don't care who I offend, because"

"Brock Rumlow, I'm here for you."

Hearing this, Rumlow frowned, and the muscles in his body couldn't help but tighten a little, "You know me?"

Under the black hood, the eyes hidden under the mask were full of coldness.

"Oh, of course, of course I know you."

"Not only that, I also know that your current identity is the captain of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s special operations team."

"Hahaha, a mercenary who once had countless blood on his hands turned into an intelligence agency agent who protects peace. Doesn't it sound ironic?"

Hearing the other party's ridicule, Rumlow tried to find all the memories related to this voice in his brain.

However, nothing was found

However, from the other party's words, Rumlow guessed a possibility: could the other party be his enemy?

This guess was answered in the next words of the man in black.

"In order to make your death clear, I will tell you with great mercy."

"All this is for my wife and children"

Before the words were spoken, the man in black sank down, stepped on the puddles on the ground, and rushed towards Rumlow.

So fast

Rumlow was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he made a defensive posture, he was horrified to find that a black shadow had already arrived in front of him.

Along with a sharp pain in his abdomen, Rumlow's entire body was instantly shot away.

With a "bang" sound, Rumlow's back hit the ground hard, causing waves of water to splash.

Holding back the pain, Rumlow stood up angrily, and launched a counterattack against the man in black who was attacking from the front.

In the process of counterattack, he did not forget to use words to stimulate the nerves of the man in black: "Then I will send you to hell and reunite with your wife and children."

The scene of an enemy seeking revenge is too common.

Not only the person involved, Rumlow, but also the bald man, who was covering his arms and looking pale, also believed the words of the man in black.

Especially the bald brother who suffered a terrible disaster, when he saw the two people already fighting each other, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "What a bad luck."

While Rumlow, a very capable brother, was paying the price for his past actions, the bald brother used a dagger to cut off the sleeves of his suit jacket and tied up his injured arm.

The bald man, who had temporarily stopped bleeding, wanted to take the opportunity to leave this place with his suitcase in his arms.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he stayed.

After all, Rumlow didn't leave him alone just now. It would be too much for him to run away alone now.

Looking at Rumlow and the man in black fighting back and forth, the bald brother felt that with Rumlow's skills, he should be able to kill the opponent.

However, Rumlow's ideas were completely different from his.

After barely dodging the opponent's punch, Rumlow took a few steps back, taking the opportunity to take a breather while keeping the distance.

"huhuhuhu"

Looking at the man in black slowly walking towards him with steady steps, Rumlow's heart was not as calm as he looked.

Originally, he also thought that the other party did not use a gun, but fought with him with bare hands, which was simply seeking death.

However, after several rounds of fighting, Rumlow soon discovered that it seemed that he was seeking death.

Although the opponent's attack had a routine, it was erratic. It was a fighting move he had never seen before.

Not only that, but what frustrated Rumlow the most was that his attacks could not cause any harm to the man in black.

No matter which part of the opponent's body he hit, the man in black showed no reaction. Like a robot that had lost its sense of pain, he continued to suppress himself with a violent storm of attacks.

The uneasiness in my heart is slowly growing.

Rumlow, who had always believed in the creed of "either you die or I die" when facing the enemy, had the idea of ​​​​escape for the first time in front of this unknown man in black.

As if sensing Rumlow's inner thoughts, the man in black paused and suddenly said:

"Okay, that's it."

Before Rumlow could react from the meaning of this sentence, the man in black kicked his right leg suddenly and suddenly flashed in front of Rumlow at an extremely fast speed.

The gloved right hand suddenly turned into a finger, and with lightning speed, it accurately touched his right shoulder.

Following a convulsion, like an electric shock, his right hand instantly lost its strength.

Rumlow couldn't help but widen his eyes, filled with disbelief, "Why can't I move my hand?"

Before he could figure out the answer to this question, the left palm of the man in black, carrying the sharp sound of breaking wind, gradually magnified in front of Rumlow's eyes with an unstoppable force.

At this moment, he seemed to feel the chill on the sickle of death.

This palm was not as powerful as it seemed. Instead, it was like a gentle caress, lightly attached to Rumlow's chest.

In that moment, Rumlow felt no pain.

However, the next second, his internal organs seemed to have been hit by a big earthquake, and were instantly shattered by the huge impact.

噗

After suffering a fatal blow, Rumlow's body shook, and a mouthful of blood containing internal organ fragments spurted out from his mouth.

His legs went weak, and he couldn't help but make a "snap" sound with his knees, and he knelt down in front of the man in black.

Under the horrified look in the bald man's eyes, the man in black held Rumlow's head as his eyes gradually became blurred, leaned into his ear, and whispered:

"I just want to tell you that this is not a personal grudge."