Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 113 I’m not strong

Sure enough, as Hei expected, under Erica's brief order, more than forty ninja killers separated into thirty people and began to search the entire cruise ship.

However, Erica herself remained where she was, and the remaining dozen or so ninjas began to spread out on the deck, occupying all the favorable observation points.

Even Harold himself did not expect that a model next to him was actually a killer sent by the Hand. He also did not expect that his secret method had no effect at all. The person who teamed up with Danny that night had already been hiding in the Waiting in the wings on the cruise ship.

At this moment, the old man was hugging the remaining female model, squatting on the edge of the deck and shivering.

"Find that damn guy for me and kill him! Kill him!"

Harold growled tremblingly at Erica.

"Send them all out! And you, you go too! Those losers may not be the opponent of that damn archer!"

Erica looked at the Hand's financier expressionlessly and did not respond immediately.

Harold seemed angry that his orders were not taking effect.

Her bright red lips calmly spoke out in a cold voice that was completely different from before.

Bai slowly stood up and drank the second to last bottle of agility potion in his inventory at the same time: "Besides, the sooner I can determine the secret hidden in the Hand, the more time I will have to prepare. The purpose of tonight is to haha Rhodes came in second.”

"How dare you contact me? Is that female killer here to chase me?"

Terry put away the bricks.

Hawkeye's voice was even when he spoke, and he obviously didn't pay attention to the ordinary ninjas who were chasing him.

Terry, who was hiding in the dark, held the Thief Weapon Brick in his hand. Taking advantage of the game's stealth bonus, he raised his hand and clicked the button on the headset.

Hawkeye was stunned for a moment, wondering what better ideas Terry could come up with in this situation.

Then Terry spoke into the headset such arrogant words that made Hawkeye's pupils tremble.

There was a little disgust in Erica's eyes.

"Why are you still standing there?!"

"I can do either, but I actually have a better suggestion."

Harold became silent this time. He glanced resentfully into the darkness, trembled, pushed the female model away, and crawled towards Erica on his hands and knees without any image.

"That's not true. She is still guarding Harold, and she seems to want to find out where I am."

"Her strength is beyond expectations. How about you wait for me to knock down these ninjas, and then we can deal with her together?"

"There were four people in total that night. Spider and You's nephews have already appeared at the New York Airport. There should be one more hidden on the ship."

Hei was a little confused: "Did you choose to reveal part of your strength to SHIELD?"

"Are you okay? My dear senior brother?"

"If the Hand's trump card is just the female killer, then just wait for ten seconds and come back directly."

"Well, this is exactly what I want, and I also want to make my actual strength stronger."

As if to cooperate with Terry's words, Erica immediately raised her head and looked towards the watchtower five meters away. Even if the ninja companion squatting on top was thrown down, she didn't care, but stared at it intently. Under the moonlight, the 'technology warrior' was covered in purple light.

Hawkeye, who kept sneaking around the cabin with the ninja pursuers, frowned.

Erica's pupils shrank.

Not a knight in classical Western armor? Why is it different from the news brought back by my companions?
  Boom!
  Terry jumped down wearing a fireproof suit, making a dent on the deck, then slowly stood up and pulled out the long sword from the air to look at the moon.

"Seven seconds left."

Erica clearly heard the other party's extremely arrogant speech, and an extremely unpleasant feeling surged into her heart.

The two steel forks were swung forward and backward, and the remaining ninjas also swarmed forward.

If she dares to pretend like this, the other party may be much stronger than her...

Terry suddenly moved.

As soon as the idea came to her mind, Erica felt her vision go dark and she had no time to react, as if she was hit by a truck head-on. It wasn't until three seconds later that she felt severe pain in the back of her head and abdomen at the same time.

It was only then that Erica, who was lying on the ground, saw a vague shadow grabbing the target that the Hand would send her to protect this time with bare hands.

The woman's coldness finally turned into a trembling fear.

How can it be?

How could there be such a strong person?

Terry held Harold, who was shouting out of excessive fear, with one hand. He seemed to be about to make a speech, but he looked down at Erica thoughtfully.

"Hey, you can still wake up?"

Terry gently raised one foot and teased Erica: "Although you have an ordinary physique, it seems that you must have received a lot of hard training - you are very good."

Then he kicked Erica on the waist, kicking the woman directly out. The huge force and pain caused the female killer to faint again while flying, and hit the fence with a bang and stopped moving. .

At this time, Hawkeye's anxious dissuasion could be heard in the headset: "What are you going to do? I'm afraid that female killer is not weaker than me in fighting..."

Terry carried Harold and turned around, looking at the ninjas who were passed through the gap by him before they even had time to react.

"So are you planning to run away? Or are you going to show off the killer's spirit that I remember as having to complete the mission without fear of death?"

This sentence once plunged the entire scene into silence.

Hawkeye in the headset stopped talking, and the ninjas just stood there with their weapons in hand, but because their faces were completely covered, no emotion could be seen.

Turner and Natasha, who were staying in the Midtown Laboratory and monitoring the situation simultaneously, were also silent. Only Nick, who was in SHIELD, had a different kind of light in his one eye.

In addition to the demon gang's existence that still worries him, Nick already regards Terry as the first important recruiter of the great team.

"Doesn't it seem like you're not running?"

Terry held Harold under his arm like he was playing with a toy, raised his sword with one hand, and began to squat slightly.

snort~
  Thick black smoke emerged from the bodies of the ninjas. Terry frowned and sheathed his sword, took out a bomb with a sizzling fuse and threw it over.

Bang!
  The dull explosion blew away the black smoke, leaving a large crater full of square edges on the deck, but the ninjas had disappeared.

Then Terry looked back.

Erica was actually still unconscious on the spot and did not turn into black smoke and escape.

But this was not beyond his expectation.

As one of the anti-heroes who occasionally had a presence in some major events in the later period, this woman was not originally supposed to have the same intentions as the Hand.

Hawkeye, who returned to the deck, stared at Terry with a man under his ribs, and suddenly felt a little sad about the state of the world.

Sure enough, super vision is simply not comparable to real superpowers. No wonder Nick has always been obsessed with recruiting superpowers.

People like Terry are probably the ones who can truly meet Nick's so-called requirements for responding to global crises.

Handing Harold to the silent Hawkeye, Terry held the unconscious female killer with one hand and clicked on the headset with one hand.

"Turner, how's the electromagnetic data collection going?"

After coming back to his senses, Turner immediately glanced at the screen, and then a joyful tone sounded on both channels.

"A large number of samples appeared at the same time, and the electromagnetic fluctuations were recorded very clearly. Next time, the Hand will never be able to escape!"

"That's great, tonight's event ended successfully!"

Terry lowered his hand and then noticed that Hawkeye seemed a little downcast.

He decided to comfort the other party.

"Don't be like this, Hawkeye. Spider-Man is much stronger than me. He just can't judge how to draw back his strength. I just know that even with all my strength, I can't kill a battle-hardened killer. I'm not the four of us. The most powerful among them."

Hawkeye's mood became visibly darker.

(End of this chapter)