New York.

Since Hong Fei's move to bring disaster to the east, the Hand Association has suffered a huge impact.

The police are madly sweeping their small strongholds in all corners, and people are being arrested every day.

The agents who appeared out of nowhere gave them headaches like flies.

The sudden change made it impossible for the Hand to continue its sinful business. With another gathering of four fingers, the Hand began to gather power and enter a period of dormancy.

Had this happened earlier, the local Russian mafia would have been rejoicing.

It's a pity that this wave of cleaning has also affected them, and even their ability to deal with the impact is not as good as that of the Hand, so their losses will be even greater. Even if the Hand will disappear temporarily, they are no longer able to appropriate those territories in New York.

As night fell, the bar was already very lively.

Although Luke Cage is the boss here, he keeps a low profile like a guest every day, often sitting in a hidden corner of the bar, unremarkable.

Today is no exception.

Matt Murdoch, since the last time they were beaten together, their friendship seems to have suddenly crossed the river into the plains, and it has grown by leaps and bounds.

"Have you heard anything recently?" Matt asked, holding a glass of wine.

Luke said indifferently: "It's hard to imagine such a big movement."

Matt was very emotional: "Yeah, it would be nice if it could be like this all the time. Those gangsters should have been cleaned up long ago. Only in this way can the vast majority of ordinary people have a normal life."

Luke smiled and didn't answer.

He'd known for a long time that Matt had always been a staunch idealist, and at times his notions seemed naive to Luke. However, in such a big world, there will always be one or two different people, Luke said, understandable.

His eyes patrolled the bar as usual, and then he naturally looked at the door that was pushed open, and then his expression changed.

"Matt, the man is here again."

"Ok?"

Matt tilted his head, his ears moved slightly, and after a while he said, "Why did he come again, did he find something?"

"I don't know." Luke shook his head slightly, but his body was unknowingly ready to get up and run away at any time.

He is a fugitive.

Coulson spotted them quickly and walked straight over.

Soon, he came to the table and said softly: "You two, we meet again, can I sit here?"

Matt got up slightly and moved to the innermost seat: "Sir, please take a seat."

Coulson was not cautious. After sitting down, he poured himself a drink and raised his glass. He suddenly smiled and said, "You seem nervous?"

Luke and Matt shook their heads at the same time.

"Okay, then I'll just say it straight, last time I was in a hurry, you left a deep impression on me, so this time I thought of you very quickly. Before I formally invite you, I want to ask you, know recent events?"

Luke didn't say a word, and Matt took the initiative: "I don't know what you mean?"

Coulson said without shyness: "The gang."

Matt said calmly: "I did hear about this. It's a good thing, isn't it?"

Coulson nodded: "Yes, it's a good thing. In fact, I didn't know that New York had such a dark side hidden before. Those **** sins that were uncovered were simply disgusting."

Luke's expression changed: "Sir, I remember saying that I am an FBI agent, so are you involved?"

"No." Coulson shook his head, "Not just participating, in fact, we are leading this cleaning."

Luke and Matt looked surprised at the same time.

Coulson continued indifferently: "Well, I actually want to invite you this time. I wonder if you are interested in joining my action team?"

...

Manor backyard.

The crackling sound came and went, and Hong Fei was bare-handed and strong, flexibly changing various moves to attack the hatred.

Of course, the hatred at this time restrained his strength, but he still paid attention to Hong Fei's movements and adjusted his posture.

Compared with brute force crushing and crushing, hatred came from Hong Fei with more possibilities.

He used to be a colonel and was no stranger to the art of fighting, but after suddenly mutating and gaining thousands of times the tyrannical power, he no longer believed in skills, because his power could crush most enemies .

And Hong Fei now shows another direction.

Skills are not useless, but they should be flexibly integrated into their own instinctive moves.

Hong Fei clenched his fists tightly, his feet firmly grasped the ground, and he advanced step by step, as calm as a mountain. With the pace, his muscles mobilized, like a precise instrument, guiding the force through to the point of force.

For example, the Xingyi Five Elements Boxing at the moment, smashing the drill and collapsing the gun horizontally!

Compared with before, there are some changes now.

When he was still and moved, there seemed to be an invisible light wind surging outside his body. The blades of grass under his feet were evenly tilted in all directions, and the flying dust had not yet approached, but had been pushed away by an invisible force.

Facing the straight punch of hatred, when Hong Fei tilted his head to dodge, his right fist suddenly raised, hitting the exposed bones of hatred's chest. In an instant, a circle of air swept away from the hitting surface, and then followed the pace, with his right elbow facing forward. , you will see that the energy is pervasive, penetrating the hatred and tough exterior, rolling inward.

Although the hatred stood firm, he couldn't help but bowed his head in pain.

Hong Fei pulled and charged with both arms, his fist burst suddenly, his fists were like cannonballs, fierce as beasts, fierce as skyfire.

At the same time, the "Qi" in his body suddenly found a vent as if the water flow blocked by the dam, and immediately rushed out one after another, rushing out one after another.

The next moment, his fist was two centimeters away from Abomination's face, but compared to the past, he was more violent than before, but the shock of Abomination's face sank inward and trembled for a while.

As if a cannonball had landed and the center bloomed.

After a short while, Hong Fei came to an end.

Abomination stood up straight, rubbed the lower abdomen that was hit by the elbow, and said, "What kind of power do you have?"

"gas."

"Like yesterday's sharp arc?"

"Yes, that's sword energy."

Hate thought for a while: "Does strength have to be matched with moves?"

"No~lightnovelpub.net~ It's the moves that match the power. All skills should exist to enhance the power you can burst out. Otherwise, you may not be able to beat the eight punches in the street."

"What about me, do I need it?"

Hong Fei raised his head and lowered his head, carefully looking at his muscular body with knotted muscles, prominent outer bones, and a huge and sturdy body, and suddenly smiled: "Yes. . But honestly, you can choose a more effective method."

"What is it?" Abomination asked very humbly.

"Weapon!" Hong Fei said sincerely: "A ferocious weapon, combined with your own strength, will eventually cause multiplied destructive power, and the cost-effectiveness of doing so is far higher than what skills you are trying to learn now. Much more!"

Abomination thought for a moment, then nodded: "Boss, what kind of weapon do you think is suitable for me?"

"Mace!"

Disgust's eyes lit up: "Good weapon, it sounds very fierce!"