Chapter 480 Constantine getting closer to the truth
Rumlow was sitting on his sofa, raising his head and saying nothing.
That lazy posture looks like a salted fish that has lost its dream, and cannot even turn over.
What Mocott said before still had some impact on him. Anyone who heard the news that his future was given three paths would not be able to accept it.
But the question now is not that.
Since the ancestors spoke frankly, there would be nothing else to hide.
Which of these ancestors looks like someone who likes to lie?
"Why do you bastards still stay here with me? Believe it or not, I will move next to the blacksmith shop in Bulqueso tomorrow?"
Rumlow is obviously worried about the people in front of him. I don't have much patience anymore, and my face looks very ugly.
This is what he is most concerned about now.
There seems to be something wrong with the way he threatens.
Pitching a tent is the easiest way to move. With his physical condition, sleeping directly on the ground will not cause any harm.
But such a threat seems meaningless at all.
Threatening someone to leave your home is like telling a bad joke around the stove in an attempt to cool down the heat.
"Rumlow, don't be sad, be strong!"
Steve said this, seemingly intending to comfort Rumlow who was hurt by the truth in Mocott's mouth.
He never thought about the possibility that Rumlow was not angry because of that thing at all.
However, Peggy Carter directly grabbed Steve's arm and stopped him from continuing.
Rumlow looked unhappy, but that didn't mean that the source of his anger was the truth.
Maybe it’s because of Hydra?
At least Peggy Carter is more mature than Steve. Although she was a bit overmature originally, she now looks like a young beauty.
"Rumlow, SHIELD will focus on Hydra. You'd better atone for all your sins before becoming someone else."
Dugan pressed the last cigar out on the table and stood up directly.
It seems that this strong veteran is finally getting a little old.
He has long reached the age of retirement, although the SSS potion has kept him young.
But as long as you stop using that medicine, aging will soon come to your door.
It was like the years that had been avoided were found back in a short time.
Dugan feels that his existence does not seem to have much effect. A warrior at the extreme limits of human beings who could originally be regarded as SHIELD's trump card now seems to be a miscellaneous soldier.
As the battle becomes more dangerous, his role becomes weaker.
Perhaps we can provide some experience guidance to new warriors in the years to come? But even he himself wasn't sure if he was still useful.
The enemies are constantly upgrading, and the current Dugan cannot keep up with the new era.
"Are you reluctant to let me die? I don't care, now I just want you to get out of my house, otherwise I will really move directly."
Rumlow Stretch He hugged his body and stood up unsteadily.
His eyes were very serious, and there was a faint hint of hostility on his body.
In this way, there is no need to use words to tell the other party his determination. Who can't feel this kind of hostility if they are all warriors?
After Steve became a Crusader, it seemed that not much had changed from before.
As annoying as the legend is, Peggy Carter seems to be better.
As for Dugan, a veteran has faded away.
"Go back, there is nothing else we can do if we stay."
Duggan turned around and left this place first. He will go back to SHIELD next. .
He was the first to understand what Rumlow meant. Among the few people present, he was the one who studied Rumlow the most.
Personality changes, as well as various aspects such as "courage".
After returning to SHIELD, Dugan plans to have a good talk with Nick Fury. The black-hearted bastard will not let him, a veteran, retire directly.
Nick Fury always has a way of making someone play their role, and Dugan's role is much greater than a piece of toilet paper.
Steve was dragged directly out of the house by Peggy Carter. Although he seemed to have something else to say, he still didn't say it in the end.
As for S.H.I.E.L.D. at this time, it is not monolithic and has a lot of troubles.
For example, Agent Hill.
Agent Hill and the others have just settled Natasha and Hawkeye, which is not too much trouble.
Who makes Natasha and Hawkeye both excellent agents?
Just a few simple words, that's enough. They will return to the initial state, waiting for the task at any time.
The only troublesome thing is probably how to arrange their subsequent tasks.
Two super soldiers are overqualified for tasks such as lurking and tracking.
As for what to do specifically, Hill couldn't think of it for a while.
At this time, while thinking about these things, Hill was observing possible crises in the world in his own way.
It is to observe the various information constantly coming from the desktop.
For example, if there is a report about a person with super powers appearing in a certain place, then evaluate whether you need to take action.
Green Lantern can fly, and his flying speed is pretty good.
Debuting as a superhero may be a good idea, but appearing outside frequently is obviously not in line with the status of an agent.
“Do we need to form a team?”
Melinda sorted the files on the desktop and said to Hill.
Blue Lantern Melinda has some thoughts about her newfound power, and wants to find some bastard to beat up, like a child who can't wait to get a new toy.
"SHIELD is already in chaos. Do you want to re-establish a team?"
Hill said weakly.
Blue Lantern and Green Lantern are unusually suited to fight together, but forming a new team for this would be a bit fussy.
Hill is a senior executive of SHIELD, but he doesn't have much time to do field work.
This will continue at least until Nick Fury comes back to take charge.
And there are only a few superpowers who really belong to S.H.I.E.L.D., so why bother creating a bunch of teams?
"I just feel that if I go out in the field, I won't trust ordinary agents as much as before."
Melinda said her worries.
It sounds good for extraordinary people to team up with ordinary people, but how to solve problems when they arise?
Holding each other back?
Or will the superhero save everything? You eat first, and I'll come back with a cannon?
Supernatural and ordinary people always have to face a series of troubles when fighting together.
The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. That is because only powerful beings can better bear heavy responsibilities. Every ordinary American can run for president, but who sees everyone voting for themselves in the general election?
"Nick Fury left an instruction, asking us to wait for his return. He said he would let us have comrades of similar levels."
Hill said without raising his head.
Although she didn't know the specifics, Nick Fury generally didn't joke.
Agent Hill knew only a small part of Nick Fury's secret, and this part was focused on building a safe house.
At this time, Constantine, who had just gained freedom and happiness, had walked into the small room following the vibrations coming from upstairs.
It was the same cabin where Tony and Anton Vanko fought.
He is really happy now because he got some hallucinogens from SHIELD's laboratory.
The hallucinogen that was originally used as a source of water is now a recreational material for him.
Who made his physical fitness become much stronger after he became the Blue Lantern?
Even though becoming a Blue Lantern was not of his own free will, the benefits still fell firmly into his pocket.
At least some of his bad hobbies won't make him fall to the ground like mud.
I saw Constantine opening the door with a skillful lock picking method, and then watching the somewhat dangerous battle inside with eyes full of disguised surprise.
The passionate collision between Tony and Anton Vanke made Constantine want to laugh, but when he saw the blue robe on his body, he suppressed his smile again.
Blue Lantern was never the being he wanted to be.
It’s too dazzling.
"Iron man fighting rotten man?" Constantine's mean voice came out, and he pointed with his finger.
The iron man, of course, refers to Tony, and the rotten man also refers to Anton Vanke, which means rotten in a literal sense.
Generally speaking, flesh and blood and high-intensity impact do not require guessing the winner, and the same is true at this time.
Anton Vanke's appearance itself looks a little disgusting. After using such a rough fighting method, he is naturally bad enough.
The flesh and blood has an energy transmission network like neurons and those tiny Ark reactors, which looks really scary.
This scene is comparable to the impact of Spider-Man's wrist being unable to release webbing, so a blood vessel is ejected with force. ①
As he spoke, Constantine directly took out the sandbag in his hand, shook it twice casually, and made Anton Vanke, who was already full of rotten flesh, fall down softly.
Spiritual tricks are still very effective for these materialistic existences.
It was another nightmare, but it wasn't Constantine who had the nightmare, he didn't care at all.
“How did you get here?”
Tony was obviously a little unhappy and looked at Anton Vanke on the ground intentionally or unintentionally.
Then a tube of reagent appeared inside the suit, which was something that could treat injuries.
The current "Saber" suit is comprehensive enough, and even compressed food can be prepared.
Of course he was not angry because Constantine rashly intervened in his battle. Although he didn't know whether Constantine would be recognized as a teammate, Tony was not interested.
Because he was already close to victory, Tony did not feel that he would lose regardless of whether the fighting ability shown by Anton Vanko was all he had.
"That's how I came up. Of course, I was pardoned by SHIELD. In other words, I am still an indispensable part of SHIELD. At least I receive SHIELD's salary."
Kang There was something wonderful about the way Standing looked at Tony.
But his attention was focused on Anton Vanke on the ground!
Constantin felt that he might be able to get the answer to the question he had been thinking about from this guy who did not look like a human being.
Why does the world not seem to like him very much!
Everyone can hate him, Constantine, because he is an out-and-out scumbag.
But there should be no reason to hate him in this world. After all, this world can even tolerate super villains, so how can it not tolerate him as a "hero"?
It’s just that he still needs some small preparations. Before the preparations are completed, Constantine will not try to take anything out of Anton Vanke’s mouth.
What if this answer is the kind that will kill someone?
Constantine loved such dangers. It's exciting, especially since this danger comes with the truth he's always wanted!
But it would be foolish to step into dangerous situations without thinking and preparing.
"You seem to want to defeat me?"
Tony looked at Constantine's smiling face and said hesitantly.
Tony felt a trace of malice from Constantine being angry with him. He couldn't explain where this feeling came from, but he just knew it.
The information in the brain is very clear.
Maybe he needs a thorough physical examination.
While he was talking, he checked whether all the functions of his suit were intact.
After seeing Constantine’s weird ideas and methods of doing things, it would be a joke for Tony to not be wary of him at all.
The danger of Constantine is also at the forefront of Tony's mind.
“I just want to give it a try, but I promised someone I can’t afford to offend that I won’t cause any big trouble again.”
Constantine said with a smile, his sight covered by him.
As for monitoring values such as heartbeat to guess Constantine?
Tony has given up, especially when he found that Constantine’s heart rate did not change at all when he spoke. He knew that this was A master liar.
It would be easier to identify him than to have a good sleep.
“To what extent do you think a big thing needs to be considered a big thing?”
Tony said this and began to move around Constantine.
This "Saber" suit has been upgraded for the mysterious side. Tony can't wait to try the effect of this suit.
I have to say that Cybermen’s ability to upgrade anytime and anywhere is really useful.
And Dalek’s energy stance is the same.
"Maybe it has to be like an alien invasion? Don't worry, I mean the kind where aliens appear, not the kind of all-out war."
Constantine turned his head and looked at Tony who came to his side.
Blue Lantern's physical fitness is not bad, at least he will not be knocked unconscious by a punch.
"It doesn't sound like fighting me is a big deal?"
Tony raised his palm, and the energy cannon in his palm began to glow.
"A fight between ordinary people is not a big deal, right? Unless the guy in the White House fights directly with someone else."
Constantine smiled, then raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
It is easier to plot against someone than to fight head-on. Let’s suppress the possibility of fighting for the time being.
Update provided, take a break.
I have a little pain in my ear again. After I wake up, I will see if it is necessary to go to the hospital again.
(End of this chapter)