Chapter 134: The clever "extremely" Coulson (fifth update)
"Bulcaisel!"
Rumlow clanked while holding the still tied Winter Soldier. Knocking on the door.
Although the Winter Soldier recovered most of his injuries with the support of Rumlow's medicine bottle, he had no intention of resisting.
He is still recalling his past and has no intention of trying to regain his freedom.
When he arrived outside the blacksmith shop, Rumlow didn't see the garbage that Coulson said needed to be cleaned.
I didn’t even see the special agent team that usually stayed across the road.
With a creak, the door opened, and Rumlow walked in without any awkwardness at all.
The person who opened the door was lawyer Matthew Murdoch.
"Ah, Rumlow, I can give you a discount if you also need legal aid."
Matthew's face looked towards Bucky held in Rumlow's hand, hesitantly.
Although he couldn't see it, his keen hearing allowed him to clearly sense the person being carried.
"You're here? That's good. Maybe Bulcaisel doesn't need to take action."
Rumlow raised his eyebrows and then said:
" Didn’t you ask me to clean it? Why didn’t you see any garbage?”
"Those corpses were taken away by a team of agents. They saw that the blacksmith shop was closed, and they cleaned up those guys like thieves."
Matthew answered casually.
Recently, in addition to his original keen senses, he can occasionally clearly perceive things like breath.
For things like distinguishing good from evil, he may not need to go through detailed investigation before long.
"Then you should have met Coulson."
Rumlow dropped Bucky to the floor and sat on the chair.
"Are you talking about an agent who was attacked? I've seen it before."
Matthew also sat on the chair and chatted with Rumlow.
"By the way, what is Bulcasso busy with?"
Rumlow asked, looking at the stove that had just been filled with fuel.
"In the bathroom, he said he would stuff Balza's head into the toilet. You know, he kept his word."
Matthew opened his hand and made a helpless gesture.
"It seems interesting, but I have something to do here."
Rumlow casually pointed at Bucky Barnes, who was still looking confused on the ground.
"Is it related to those guys outside? Do you need my help?"
Matthew's face turned towards the door, and he heard the movement of about a dozen people approaching.
Sounds like a tactical move.
"Please tell Bulcasso that this guy will stay here for a while, and I will take him away soon."
Rumlow picked up the hand ax and was about to go out. .
The positioning device on Bucky Barnes had long been shattered into pieces by Rumlow's Hammer of the Ancestors. Hydra had to use the most basic human search if it wanted to find the Winter Soldier.
It took some trouble for Rumlow to get HYDRA agents to see him and Bucky.
The message should have been passed on to Pierce by now.
"By the way, if possible, those guys who want to take away the Winter Soldier will have to deal with it. I don't want Bulcaisel to rush to SHIELD."
Rumlow walked towards the door behind the door and waved his ax with his back to Matthew.
“Yes, but this is a private commission, I will charge a fee.”
Matthew walked to the weapon rack in the blacksmith shop, casually pulled out a mace and waved it twice.
Then he took out a few chapters of Green Franklin from his wallet and placed them on the weapon rack.
You need to pay to buy things. This is a matter of course.
Rumlow walked out of the door with the hand axe, lowered his head, and rushed out in the direction where the Hydra agents were hiding.
The upper body tilted forward at an obtuse angle, as if a person who had reached his waist could only maintain this posture and rushed forward.
Rumlow didn't reach his waist, so he didn't have to move cautiously in small steps to avoid causing further pain.
You must know that people who are waist-deep will feel their legs shaking every time they take a step.
Rumlow, who launched the charge, was like a bull with its sharp horns raised, and his footsteps left shallow footprints on the ground.
Although he has not yet fully mastered charging, Rumlow has figured out some ways.
The ax clinked in front of his face. Hydra's agents are not as bad as the shooting skills of the Danzo police. Basically, their guns are aimed at Rumlow's head. It will never happen that after firing a round of bullets, the hit rate is less than 18%.
In the blink of an eye, Rumlow had already rushed into the group of Hydra agents. With a seemingly casual wave, he sent three Hydra agents straight away.
These Hydras shot directly at him, which shows that Rumlow's identity as a Hydra traitor has been identified.
But Rumlow didn't understand why Pierce wouldn't even try to contact him.
"The matter of Rumlow will be left to you."
Bulcaisel walked out of the bathroom holding the end of the pendant in his hand.
He just glanced at Bucky who was confused on the ground.
After all, the conversation between Rumlow and Matthew took place inside the house, so Bulcasso couldn't hear the sound.
When Rumlow appeared not far away, he had already felt the weak Nephalem bloodline.
Since Rumlow and Matthew have already agreed, that’s it.
Bulcaisel planned to see how far Rumlow could do it, and by the way, see with his own eyes what level of power Matthew now had.
Just listening to the stories of those ancestors, he could only know the approximate extent.
After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the difference in power between flies and mosquitoes just through other people's words.
Although they are within the range that can be killed with just a slap.
Bulkessor stuffed the banknotes on the weapon rack into the plastic bag on the other side, and then walked towards the stove.
If we start forging now, this reference book will probably be completed by the time Rumlow finishes what he is doing.
Although the Balza Pendant is very greedy for the evil souls outside, it does not dare to make mistakes after it has just been taught a lesson.
As for the mace in Matthew’s hand, Bulcasso said nothing.
It’s just a toy, and Matthew paid for it. Anyway, Burquesso doesn’t know what price is right, so let’s leave it at that.
Rumlow ducked to avoid the hysterical punch of the last Hydra agent. The ax blade in his hand was like a sharp knife and he dug directly into the agent's side ribs with his backhand.
It's just that the broad ax blade broke the agent's ribs and broke his heart.
It’s not much different from stabbing it with a knife.
It’s all death anyway.
Under the protection of the Ancestors' Bracers, Rumlow can easily ignore damage from ordinary people, but there are few barbarian players who can directly resist attacks that they can clearly dodge.
After all, the strong ones in this group are all fighting masters. Being hit by the weak basically means that their martial arts are too poor.
It is instinct to avoid attacks in melee combat, but this instinct will be replaced by another instinct when seeing the red light.
Now Rumlow is going to find Coulson. It won't take long for Hydra people to clean up this garbage.
Colson is currently holding a dagger in the safe house, trying to remove the warhead left in his leg. Judging from the thin layer of sweat on his "extremely smart" forehead, it is not easy at all.
The next ten chapters will be updated around noon. I have to rest, my back hurts.
I just saw a post from a reader who said directly that he can’t stand the protagonist, the Virgin Mother, and look at when I will collapse...
So now I have deleted the post four times.
This message is too obviously malicious and makes me angry.
Is the protagonist the Virgin?
Holy Mother, this person is so pitiful, I want to help him.
Holy Mother Biao is such a pitiful person. Please go and help him.
Does the protagonist behave like this?
If the protagonist is the Virgin, then what is not the Virgin?
Isn’t the protagonist who cuts down people on sight and kills them when caught, not the Holy Mother?
If you kill until there is no moving being in front of you, is that a protagonist who is completely unworthy of the Virgin?
I think the protagonist should show bottom-line kindness and benevolence based on the principle of doing no harm within his ability.
Give strength to those who are unable to uphold justice, death to those who are hopeless, and opportunities to those who are wavering.
It’s just that Bulcaisuo’s scope is very large, and there is nothing that he can’t do so far.
Being angry about injustice and restraining for kindness, isn’t this a person with a normal outlook on life?
The Nephalem are neither angels nor demons. They are humans, and only humans.
So there were never any Nephalem gods, they were just powerful people.
Isn’t the end of the Godhead that all things are just like sluts, neither increasing nor decreasing?
Even death and eternity in Marvel are all personified products.
oaa, the transcendent is more directly the personality.
Why would someone want the protagonist to be a madman?
Heroes can benefit themselves, but there are no heroes who can only benefit themselves, right?
Bulcaisel is a hero!
Even the protagonist of a dark story wouldn’t kill someone without any purpose, right?
(End of this chapter)