"Fire! Fire!!!"
Brock Rumlow, who had been lying down for the first time before, jumped up from the ground rolling and crawling. While shouting the order loudly, he also raised the high-tech rifle in his hand.
The next moment, a dark blue energy beam suddenly appeared in the flying barrage. If you don't care about its "short and thin" feature, you can use it with Sainte without changing your body shape. His "Kamehae Qigong" is somewhat similar. As for the transformation, because his own qi has turned golden yellow, the qigong waves he sends out are also golden.
Energy weapon? Where did it come from? Isn't the Rubik's Cube still at the North Pole
Because Saint showed a slightly surprised expression, after thinking about it, he immediately understood that the soldiers in front of him were members of S.H.I.E.L.D., but they were actually Hydra agents lurking among them. The legacies left by the "Red Skull" are quite reasonable. During World War II, the NAZI leader used the Cosmic Rubik's Cube to create a large number of energy blocks. Now it seems that these energy blocks are obviously not all. be destroyed.
Attack me with energy? Innocent mortals...
Because Saint curled his lips in disdain, his expression looked very arrogant. With his body protected by flames, he not only ignored the metal bullets flying towards him, but also didn't even plan to dodge the energy beam that hit his face. With a quick wave of his arm, he grabbed it with his hand.
The next moment, under Rumlow's horrified gaze, the beam of energy he had hoped for disappeared instantly in the palm of Yinshengte, without even a splash of water, giving people the feeling of It seemed to be absorbed by Saint.
His feeling was correct, but to be precise, the energy beam was absorbed by the five-star pearl on Yin Shengte's right hand. The dragon pearl in the state of stone will absorb all energy bodies without life characteristics, and use it to Restore his own wishing function, so, for Insante who is the dragon ball himself, as long as it is a pure energy attack, it is purely giving him food.
Immediately afterwards, before Rumlow woke up from the shock, Saint was already an afterimage, flashing non-stop in the huge armory. Depending on the angle of his attack, corpses flew to Flying into the air, or gliding on the ground, for a while, the scene was very spectacular.
From Rumlow's point of view, Saint at this time can only be described as unstoppable. Those dense and deadly bullets are like an insignificant background board to him. With his metal bullets, it can only be turned into a puff of shining gold powder, which has no effect other than adding a brilliance to him, and whether he punches, throws an elbow, or A kicking action requires a person to pay the price with his life. Even if he is just a simple collision, no one can afford it. In just one minute, the original standing In the overcrowded armory, there were only three living people left.
Brock Rumlow, and his two lieutenants.
They were able to survive because of the unique weapons in their hands. It's not because Saint was afraid of their energy rifles, but because they felt that since their equipment was better, they should all be officials, and there was still some leftovers. Value can be squeezed…
When the energy weapon in his hand was useless, and only two of his subordinates were dead, Brock Rumlow, who realized that there was absolutely no chance of winning, dropped his weapon wisely and made a decision. In a gesture of surrender, one of his adjutants, whose eyes were not as good as his, shot at him suddenly when Yin Shengte stopped his rapid movement and walked slowly towards them step by step. one shot.
With a sneer, Saint casually raised his right arm, blocking the dark blue light beam with his palm. After absorbing the energy contained in it, he slapped the person who shot him from top to bottom. Out of a slap.
With a sound of "Pfft!", a bright red flower suddenly bloomed on the floor of the armory, and the inhuman body of flesh and blood that served as the stamen was the overbearing adjutant...
"Bang Lang!"
Seeing this, Brock Rumlow's only remaining adjutant was so frightened that he threw away the energy rifle in his hand and raised his arms.
Yin Shengte stepped forward and asked, "Which of you two is the leader?"
Hearing this, Brock Rumlow's adjutant subconsciously shifted his eyes, and turned his gaze to his own officer. Because of this tiny and undetectable action, he lost his life all at once.
Saint kicked the adjutant away, and watched him hit the metal wall with a "poof!", using his own flesh and blood to create an abstract mural...
After appreciating his masterpiece for a while, Saint turned his head and looked at Brock Rumlow: "It seems that you are the head, do you have a name?"
"Rumlow, Brock Rumlow."
For decades, Rumlow, who has always thought of himself as a ruthless person, did not show any sternness at this moment, and after reporting his name very cooperatively, he said with a wry smile: "Are you really human? We have tried our best to overestimate your strength, but unexpectedly... we still underestimated you far."
Brock Rumlow? This name is a bit familiar...
Because Saint didn't answer Rumlow's words, he tilted his head and thought for a long time, but couldn't remember which Hydra character he was. Feeling very agitated, he was planning to use the famous crossbones as a character The unknown little guy was wiped out, and there were bursts of piercing sirens in his ears.
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"Tsk."
Because Saint twisted his mouth, he knew that since he had made a big hole in the outer wall of this building, someone nearby must have called the police. He first took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and then pointed to Rumlow Road. : "You, you are not allowed to make any movements, and you are not allowed to make any sounds."
Rumlow nodded silently. Although Saint didn't mention the consequences of disobedience, he can easily imagine it just by looking at the human remains around...
"Hello? Coulson, you can locate the current location of my phone, and then..."
Saint dialed Phil Coulson's phone and explained the premise in a normal tone. Immediately afterwards, a roar suddenly came out of his mouth: "Get out of here immediately!!!"
On the other side of the phone, Coulson, whose ears were almost deafened, took the phone away with gritted teeth, walked a few steps forward, came to a public desk, and patted a handsome Caucasian guy: "Fitz, locate the number I'm calling right now."