Chapter 581 Break up! Scumbag!

   "Barton? Natasha? Wanda? Answer me, where are you?"

  In the dimly lit base building, the U.S. team cautiously performed super-difficult moves such as tactical rolls back and forth between the corners, avoiding the inexplicable firepower, and constantly calling their little partners.

  It’s just that his subject has turned on the full channel disturbance early, and now there is only a horrible love overture playing in the US team’s headset.

   "Barton, if you can hear it, you must insist. I'm close to their commander's position and the battle will be resolved immediately!"

  The American team, who couldn't bear the magic sound, dropped the headset after speaking the last sentence, and then rushed toward the enemy hidden behind the wall and gate with a fearless spirit.

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  "Stop hitting, stop hitting, hit the child again!"

The tears of Pietro, who was dumped naked by his ass, were almost draining. He swore with his grandfather's dentures that the robot would definitely pass his hands and feet. The rubber band beat Xiaoxiaopi with such a force that it won't make people. He was numb because of the pain, but he could feel the sadness of not playing, and after playing for so long, he could make sure that Xiao Pi was still fighting, and he could still hold his head high at critical moments.

  This is terrifying. The black hand behind the scenes is obviously not killing him, but giving him a warning, or a lesson.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, although I don't know how to offend you, but please let me go, please let me go, our family is only passed on from generation to generation, just like me, the old parents in the family............" Pietro It was so miserable as to how miserable she was, until the people who heard it were sad, and the people who saw it wept.

"Then what do you say? Let him go?" Fisher, who felt the ancestral massage technique of the Maksimov family, raised his head, only feeling that the back of his head hit the cotton candy. It was soft, hot, and very hot. Comfortable.

  "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, he doesn't have a formal appearance, let him hang for a while!" The Scarlet Witch replied very seriously.

   "That's OK, watching him yell so loudly, I must be able to hold on, so let's go for another hour!"

   "Boss, in fact, I just want to ask, Sister Natasha and Uncle Barton, are they too miserable! Or forget it!"

  Wanda pointed to the agent duo who was undergoing crazy electrotherapy by Master Windu, and pleaded.

   "This is not going to work. I promised to let him go before, let him toss, but later I can take you to see the US team's domestic violence girlfriend, this is absolutely wonderful!"

   "Uh, all right!"

  Looking at Natasha who was rolling on the screen, Wanda could only cheer on the other side mentally.

In fact, Barton and Natasha seem to be embarrassed, but in fact they are not in a bad situation. After all, Nick Fury, ah no, Master Windu didn't kill him either. Although the lightsaber in his hand danced horribly, but The real beating is by fists and electric shocks. The two special gloves are not only equipped with a device for releasing electric current, but also a small traction position generator.

This thing is Nick Fury’s strong point. The previous three consecutive Atlas Mars Command Outdoor Obstacle Swivel Chair Championships were all champions. After all, apart from Nick Fury, no one would be in his own chair. Install a bunch of traction devices.

   "Corona, do you feel it!"

   After being flew out by a black dragon fist, Patton did not step forward again. Instead, he rubbed his swollen cheek and looked at Natasha, who was also swollen with a black nose and face.

"Yes, that guy, don't want to kill us!" Natasha stared at the mask on the opponent's head carefully. Although she couldn't wear the mask and didn't know who the opponent was, she seemed to be able to feel the opponent's throw from behind the mask. The gaze, it was a kind of gloating gaze.

  Take off that guy’s mask!

  After the two reached a consensus, Natasha threw out the last two electric shock darts in her pocket, and then, as expected, was easily shot down by the opponent, and then fell to the ground with electric sparks.

As the face of the reunion, Natasha usually carries a lot of gadgets in her pocket. If she meets a special forces-level opponent, she can also deal with it, but this time the opponent has seen through all her routines. All of her gadgets have also become electronic waste on the ground, and she herself has not even noticed for a while, and the various props that have been confused by the other party, such as the shock bomb that explodes nine times in the air, this thing makes the two of them His combat effectiveness dropped a lot in an instant, and his fists were not very powerful.

  Although the electric shock dart failed, Natasha still won a few seconds for Hawkeye. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hawkeye took a wave of electric shocks, and rushed on it very simply, entangled in Nick Fury tightly.

  "Good fellow!" Nick Fury really didn't know that Button would come to this trick. In order not to hurt Button, he could only let go, let the lightsaber fall to the ground, and lose the energy supply and automatically become a hilt.

Then Natasha rolled and relied on Button to block her vision, and then rushed towards Nick Fury’s sword hilt, preparing to treat his body in her own way. As a result, she grabbed the hilt but felt her hand numb. Could not help but let go again.

"Damn!" Seeing Natasha falling softly, Patton was a little dumbfounded, and Nick Fury laughed hahaha. As the king of agents, his sword hilt was also specially made, and the defense mechanism was not adopted. What kind of electric shock and self-detonation, but ejecting an anesthesia needle to the other party, this thing can make an elephant sleep for three days.

  Barton, who lost his teammate, was hard to support. The strongman Lockman was more insulting to Nick Fury than hurting him. In the end, he could only be brutally torn off by the opponent, and then rubbed in the corner.

   "Whose **** is now shot out?"

  Looking at the declining frontman, Nick Fury was indifferently open, he took off the mask, and then stretched out his hand to the gray-faced Patton.

   "I knew it was you!" Hawkeye sighed helplessly, "So this is the playboy's idea again?"

   "No, it's really not this time, it's the captain's house!" Nick Fury took out the communicator and called for medical treatment to come in and bandage Button.

   "The captain's house? Who is it? Wait, you really mean the one!" Barton couldn't help but take a bite of Liangpi when he wanted to understand the reason, and then gave Nick Fury a thumbs up.

   "High, hard, the director is tall and hard!"

   "Oh, it's all due to the nature of watching the excitement. It would be estimated that there will be a fight over there too, are you going to check it out?"

   "Walk around, this kind of scene is rare in a century!" Hawkeye was decisively interested, and he hooked up with Nick Fury and walked out, while the others followed behind.

   "Oh, why do you feel that I have forgotten something?" Hawkeye walked on, feeling something wrong, as if something was missing.

   "Of course it's beer!" Nick Fury kicked on the vending machine in the hallway, and then two bottles of cold beer slid out along the exit.

   "It's been a long time since we have seen each other, and we can have a good chat later!" Nick Fury added a bottle of beer to Patton.

"Really, I said the boss, I also worked on you for so long before, this time you beat me so badly, should you compensate me for something?" Hawkeye took a sip Beer, but his eyes stared at Nick Fury's equipment involuntarily.

   "Why, haven't you reconnected yet?"

"You can just slap your face!" If you say that Stark develops lightsabers or something, it is definitely okay, but this thing is not just needed. Just let others help you invent and create something based on your own hobbies. Patton is really not such a person, but he himself does it himself, and his level is limited. After all, he is a combatant, not a technician. He usually tossed with explosives and machinery to tinker with bows and arrows. Whatever is okay, complicated things are considered NS.

"Let's do it, anyway, these things are also small toys in Atlas. The master janitor has things, and it doesn't matter if you get some, but there is a condition!" Nick Fury coughed, and then looked at it solemnly. Eagle eye.

   "May make you a little embarrassed!"

   "What's embarrassing about this, is it possible for me to call the Hydra long live?"

   "No, you have to dress!"

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When Patton was struggling between morality and image, the US team also rushed into the training hall of the base after numerous obstacles. Along the way, he and countless black armored soldiers fought fiercely, losing some hair and clothes. They succeeded. And the soldiers fought a five-to-five match.

   "Come out, I know you are here!" The rags but full of combat spirit stood in the center of the training hall with a shield and shouted loudly.

  Then the next moment, a sharp breaking sound appeared behind him, and the U.S. team's subconscious shield blocked an impact shimmering with the light of a snow-white knife.

  "Are you?" Looking at the black man in front of him who was thinner, but still a female figure, the US team was a little puzzled that this was not the BOSS behind the scenes that day!

  However, the man in black did not answer his words. Instead, with a flick of his left arm, the composite material quickly assembled into a shield and poked the US team's defenseless abdomen again.

In the face of the sneak attack, the US team reacted quickly. The shield and the opponent's turning blade were staggered, and then they went down vertically. A big hole was made in the opponent's folding shield. The man in black threw it out backwards.

  The man in black who was thrown out hit the wall heavily, smashed a big hole, and then fell to the ground, and then the American team stepped forward and simply pressed on the opponent's body, with the shield against the opponent's throat.

   "Who are you? Take off the mask, or I'm welcome!"

  The crushed man in black took off his visor after hesitating.

  "Sharon?" Looking at the misty eyes under the visor, the US team was a little flustered and thought of getting up, while Sharon yelled aggrievedly.

   "Aunty, help me~"

  "Auntie?" I just felt that the US team that had been hit hard by a thunderbolt on the blue sky had not yet got up, and a huge force came behind him, and then he also flew out.

   "Scumbag, break up!"

   Peggy Carter was angrily wearing a solid light armor and carrying a blaster.

  　 There is one more change, also three thousand

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)