Luke stepped forward and lifted the alloy door with ease, picking up the grumpy little raccoon.

Although the rocket was smashed so badly, it was still very hard in his mouth: "Damn, you black bat, put your uncle rocket down quickly, otherwise I want you to be...oh ↘↗↘"

The scolding stopped, and the comfort from his body made it send out a gentle "tweet".

Luke grabbed his left hand and moved a faint white light, but was using the light of life to restore its loss.

Without Rocket's nagging, Luke flashed and kicked Rod from the ruined armor out of the ruins, grabbing his hands: "I will take them out, Dr. Banner, you can let go."

He said that the person disappeared in the passage when he came.

Dr. Banner froze for a few seconds before he felt the heavy pressure on his shoulders: "Asshole, get away with me."

With his left arm intact, he shoved a large chunk of the building debris with a slap.

The unsupported wreckage threw down and buried him.

But a few seconds later, Dr. Banner flew a hole out of the wreckage and reappeared.

The awkward situation just now was purely dragged by Rod and Rocket.

If it is not to keep the two of them, let alone a bit of the wreckage of the base, even if it collapses a few hundred meters of crust, Dr. Hulk’s body does not fart.

Dr. Banner, who was out of trouble at the moment, was in a good mood and couldn't help but feel good about the knight who helped him.

Although people are less talkative and unfriendly, they can’t resist the key to high efficiency, and they don’t drag on.

Thinking so, he chased in the direction the knight had just left.

The passage collapsed again? A few slaps past, wouldn't it be opened again?

...

Clint reached out and touched the back of the arrow barrel, his face changed: "Be careful, I have no arrows."

With that said, the long bow in his hand buckled the four-armed monster that threw it, swapped the bow with his hand, and flung himself over it.

The vacated right hand pulled out the long knife on the right shoulder, the left hand released the long bow, and the right hand took the long knife through the arc of the pull.

The four-armed monster's head flew, but his body hit him on the ground for several laps.

Whoo! DuangDuangDuang!

A red, blue, and white round shield flew, hitting the back of one of the four-armed monsters who continued to pounce on Clint, and refracted and burst the head of the four-armed monster in front of him, and bounced on the wall of the tunnel, just being rushed. The coming Steve caught it and backhanded it on the face of the four-armed monster chasing behind him.

Steve gasped: "How are you doing?"

Clint kicked the four-armed corpse on his body with a pedal: "No problem, the knife is as fast as labor."

Steve: "Do I need to remind you to pay attention to language?"

Clint kneeled down on the ground, "You can't get through this stalk."

Although the two were chatting, they also took the opportunity to rest.

After the attack, Clint's luck was not suppressed, but it was discovered by a group of four-armed monsters and pursued along the way.

He stepped back a while, hitting Steve who had just crawled out of the ruins.

Then... it became two people being chased together.

Even if Steve is a Super Shield Warrior and Clint is a top ranged shooter, he can’t resist the endlessness of the four-armed monster.

The two cooperated with each other from near and far, killing hundreds of four-armed monsters in a few minutes, and were still forced to fight back.

Clint was okay, there was no injury before, and the archery did not consume much energy. Now it can be replaced by a knife.

Steve was slightly injured by his internal organs when he collapsed, and it took a lot of physical energy to drill out of the rubble. He didn't even have the breathing time to fight here.

He was an iron man, and he felt a little overwhelmed.

Only then did I say a few words, and after a short breath, a series of squeaking noises rang out, and there were also the peculiar roars of the four-armed monster.

Steve took a deep breath and stood up a little bit hard: "We're going up, we can't be consumed here by them."

This narrow terrain is too stiff, and the four-armed squeeze can squeeze them to death, and can only retreat without stopping.

It would be nice if Dr. Banner was here! The two thoughts emerged involuntarily.

When it comes to the lossless push soldiers, Dr. Banner is a master.

Anyway, these miscellaneous soldiers didn't break the defense when they hit the doctor, just walked and hit it, and I couldn't block him.

In two sentences, the crackling footsteps of the passage when the two came, and then the four-armed monster that was expected to gush out.

Clint slowly raised his knife, Steve's shield was raised, ready for another round of hard work.

Bang!

With a loud noise, a large hole emerged from the debris of the tunnel wall not far in front of the two.

A familiar voice sounded inside: "Wow, big man, you don't have the strength to use it like this? What should I do when the Daguai has no strength, I have a small self-defense pistol."

"You still pray that Rod should stop pointing the wrong way. I don't want to go into the bathroom to find his spare armor." The black figure at the beginning said.

The smoke filled the two big and one figures out of the hole.

Clint whispered aloud: "Rockets? Rod? Er... knight?"

The three turned to look to him on the left.

Steve called out, "enemy, right." He was about to throw a shield.

The three of them happened to be between them and the four-arm monster, and they would be caught by the four-arm monster for up to two seconds.

However, how could Luke, who is best at narrow terrain combat, be attacked by the four-armed monster.

Regardless of the shock wave or the sensitive sense of smell, those four-armed monsters are as stupid as Shi Shilang and cannot be hidden at all.

"I'll solve them, Rhode, you go first." He spoke unhurriedly, grabbing and throwing both hands at will.

Rod and Rocket felt like they were floating, and quickly and smoothly fell beside Steve and Clint.

The three of them looked at each other with a bear, and Rod, who was still defenseless, was the most uneasy.

Now he has no spare armor, not even a small pistol.

No more looking for a guy, he was not even qualified for soy sauce in this battle: "What should I do?"

Steve said nothing for a moment, his shield was not put down, and he was ready to throw it out to support Luke at any time.

As a result, UU reading www.uukanshu. The cracking sound of com click was accompanied by the bang of heavy boxing. The four-armed monster was like the dragon in the movie, and a face was lying in front of Luke.

Unlike the movie, no four-armed monster can still struggle after lying down.

Except for a little nerve reflex remaining in the body, making them twitch slightly, the four-armed monsters have no other movement.

Luke’s palms, elbows, and knees are not rushing, and the four-armed monster’s attack is like a rhythmic dance.

Every four-armed monster approached was so light and relaxed that it put the neck and head to his hands and feet, and all of them were killed with a single blow.

Rockets can't understand the violent firearms.

Rhode, a normal fighting expert, probably understands it.

Clint is a fighting expert and Steve is a fighting master.

The two men just breathed a sigh of relief: no wonder this man dared to blame himself as the successor to Batman, and this master-level free-handed combat would have a little taste.