People In Marvel, System Attackers

Chapter 68-Professional Assassins

Focusing the thoughts on the black seeds, the system shows: The seed of Chaos-Chaos breeds order, order gives birth to life, and life creates miracles.

Uh, this shows that there is no difference, Mike can’t see any clues anyway. Then let it go first, it’s in the consciousness space anyway.

Mike put a bunch of things into the system space, food, use, tools, weapons… If the space is not too small, he wants to stuff a motorcycle or car into it.

“How to upgrade the system space? The total is one cubic meter, which is really inconvenient.”

In fact, Mike is not really thinking about installing any means of transportation, although it is really convenient. However, rather than convenience, he would like to “swipe” a nuclear bomb out of the system space when negotiations with others are not going well in the future.

“Well, thinking about it this way, I have to find a way to get a nuclear bomb.”

That scene… I can’t help drooling when I think about it.

At this time, it has been several hours since the release of Xuanhong, and no killer has launched an attack for the time being. It’s not that there are no killers nearby, but too many, but they are holding each other back-in order to kill Mike, they have to prevent others from killing Mike first, forming a delicate balance.

Mike was about to go out. If this was a battlefield, Skye would only see ruins when he returned.

Mike opened the door and threw an old dress out.

boom……

After a few shots, the clothes fluttered from side to side, and he stayed in the air for a while.

Suddenly a few blood flowers burst out from the rooftops and apartments nearby. It wasn’t Mike who shot, but the shot exposed their position, and he left with a slow response and was killed by other assassins.

The street fell into a strange silence.

The killers in ambush were pondered: “If the target runs out, do you want to shoot? If you hit the target, you will probably be killed. If you have money, you will die…”

At this time the supermarket door opened and Mike walked out generously. No one shot for a while.

It’s definitely, Mike used Sauron’s Possession Card, and he was full of sights and sounds, and he was on guard.

S.H.I.E.L.D combat command center.

Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanoff, Clint, the core members of S.H.I.E.L.D gathered together.

Simmons and Fitz looked at these legendary figures of S.H.I.E.L.D excitedly while operating the instruments.

“Little Curly, if you take a peek anymore, I’ll take your eyes off and stuff them into your p-eyes, okay?” Nick is not in a good mood, he is under great pressure at work, and his head is bald but not strong.

“Okay, okay…” Fitz was incoherently shocked by Nick’s “dominant”.

“I mean, you can not only look at it openly, if you have a small book, you can also bring it over for us to sign.”

“Really, really?” Fitz widened his eyes.

Nick slapped his forehead: “Can’t you hear me? Is the irony content of my tone not high enough? Do I need to put up a sign and write the word’sarcasm’?”

Good old man Phil Coulson: “Master Chief, don’t you bully Meng Xinxing who just graduated from S.H.I.E.L.D.?”

Nick stared: “You brought the newcomer to such an important occasion?”

Phil Coulson said: “Fitz and Simmons did a good job of Mike’s analysis.” He added in his heart, “It’s just too nerd to go out.”

Phil Coulson tilted his body, approached Black widow, and asked in a low voice, “What’s the matter with Nick, so irritable?”

Black widow curled his lips: “I don’t know, it’s stressful recently.”

The satellite image processed by the computer is very clear, and the blackheads and acne are clear after magnification.

“Why hasn’t it started yet?” Nick asked, “Will the killer still line up to be courteous, or should the meal arrive, and have dinner first?”

Clint analyzed: “The red is too high, Mike has too little public intelligence, and the killers are very cautious.”

Just after speaking, Mike threw out his clothes, and then the killers headshot each other.

Clint said: “Look, this is the end of a rash shot.”

Next Mike walked to the street with a grin.

Nick rubbed his eyes: “Is he crazy, so exposed in the clearing.”

“Nick…” Phil Coulson: “I mentioned in the report that Mike can block the bullets of the heavy sniper rifle, but ordinary bullets are probably not effective.”

“Ahem…” Nick blushed. He did read it in the report, but he was in a bad mood… Fortunately, his face was so dark that he couldn’t see this blush with a magnifying glass.

“Report!” Fitz said suddenly.

“what’s the situation?”

“Just now, the target sent a signal that was originally real-time location information of the target.”

Nick and Phil Coulson looked at each other and had the same doubts: “What does Mike want?”

“Is it asking for help? No, he refused SHIELD’s help… Maybe Mike belongs to a mysterious organization, and the mysterious organization has many people like Mike. No, maybe Mike is just a super humanoid weapon made by the assembly line, mysterious. The purpose of the organization is…” Phil Coulson made up a history of the destruction of the earth, scaring himself out of cold sweat.

Fitz raised his hand.

Nick said impatiently: “You don’t have to raise your hand like a student…”

“Yes, yes.” Fitz said: “The tracking shows that the information sending location shows that it is an intelligence merchant who has been listed as an observation target by SHIELD. The intelligence merchant has just sent real-time information to several people, and at the same time, there are a few more transfers in the account. . So I thought… Is the goal to sell my real-time location information? Haha… It’s ridiculous, impossible, right?”

Nick: “…”

Phil Coulson: “…”

Black widow: “…”

Clint: “…”

Although it sounds ridiculous, the four of them recalled Mike’s sometimes crazy style of doing things, and felt that this might be the truth.

Only Hill looked serious from beginning to end, incompatible with the others.

Mike walked forward, beckoning, as if beckoning the Roar killers to follow.

There was a pregnant woman with a big belly who was unable to move. She walked a bit slowly and stopped to hold on to the railing from time to time.

A couple of students talked and laughed.

The young mother is reprimanding the son who wears a baseball cap.

A professional man in a shirt and tie, with a briefcase in one hand, made a serious call.

Sitting on the roadside was a decadent middle-aged beggar with a bowler hat and playing cards with money in front of him.

In the middle of the road was a bastard with a golden chain, his hands in his pockets, his expression nervous, and his forehead sweating.

“It’s finally here.” Mike smiled slightly, and Chibon Sakura, who had not started to solve it, slashed a big arc.

One knife.

The pregnant woman was holding her belly, her clothes cut open, and the cotton used for camouflage fell out, which was gradually dyed red with blood.

The student couple held each other’s arms, the guns under their clothes were only half drawn, blood gurgling from their throats.

The professional elite’s briefcase broke, a submachine gun fell out obliquely, and his mobile phone was pointed at Mike, which was a tool disguised as a mobile phone and capable of firing bows and arrows. Mike’s knife pierced his heart.

The gangster drew his pistol and pointed it at Mike.

“You are just a fool hired by the killers to distract me, trust me… If you shoot, you must be killed. To die or to escape, choose for yourself?”

“Ahhhhhhh!”

The bully suddenly threw away the pistol and ran back.

Mike tilted his head and smiled at the beggar: “How about you, how to choose?”

“I…” The beggar who seemed to be frightened by the killing returned to normal. “I think beggars have fixed working hours, and many kind fools have good income. This is a promising career, much better than a killer.”

The “legged veteran” stood up numbly, walked a distance back, and then turned back and bowed, thanking Mike for his non-killing grace.

Mike didn’t kill him, no mercy, just because he didn’t make a move.

All of the above, except gangsters, are professional killers.