Chapter 141: Strength crushing! Hawkeye is captured!
Chapter 142 Strength is crushed! Hawkeye is captured! (please subscribe)
The night was dark, and the only sound on the empty street was the sound of car wrecks burning violently.
Clint held a bow and arrow, aiming carefully at every corner, paying attention to the sounds in his ears.
The street lamps along the way made a sizzling sound, the dim yellow lights flickered, and there was a strange atmosphere in the air.
"Ta Tata..."
There were footsteps all around, from three different directions.
Clint panicked for a while, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. This kind of fear has not appeared for many years.
On both sides of the road, in the dark alley, three figures walked out.
Clint was familiar with the appearance of the main members of the Joker organization and recognized them immediately. The three were Franklin Clinton, David, and John Wick.
Clint felt a little sad when he saw John.
Since he appeared here, it means that the bartender should have died.
Damn clown organization!
Damn Jason!
Clint's heart was full of anger at the thought of her rhetoric before she left.
Before John could get close, he turned and fired an arrow at him.
The arrows were extremely fast, but John was not slow to shoot.
"boom!"
Gunshots sounded.
An armor-piercing bullet was fired from the muzzle, hitting the arrow precisely, and the arrow also fell to the ground.
Clint was not annoyed, he put his finger on the button of the war bow, and watched John Wick slowly walk to the broken arrow with a sneer in his heart.
The arrow of the arrow is loaded with 50 grams of high explosive, which is stronger than the explosive power of a grenade, enough to blow this **** scum to pieces.
Clint counted in his heart.
three!
two!
one!
When the time was up, he decisively pressed the detonation button.
A second later, the high-explosive arrow at John's feet didn't explode.
Clint frowned and pressed the detonation button again, but the bomb still didn't explode.
On the other side of the road, Franklin sneered: "Don't bother, that bomb will never go off."
Clint turned to look at him and asked, "The car just now, you are also doing the trick?"
Franklin nodded with a smile, and couldn't help showing off: "My super power is 'electrical control', I can control any electrical appliance that works normally, such as..."
Franklin pointed in the air, and the communicator in Clint's **** pocket rang.
"Very good ability." Clint said solemnly: "Since you dare to tell me your super ability, it seems that you have the confidence to eat me."
Franklin spread his hands and said: "Unless, you have the ability to escape under the siege of three superpowers."
After saying this, the three stopped at the same time and kept a distance of about 30 meters from Clint to prevent being hit by arrows.
Clint, armed with a bow and arrow, was surrounded by three enemies from three directions.
Even he who had participated in countless dangerous battles felt powerless.
Trouble, maybe I really have to explain it today.
The four of them were deadlocked for a moment, and Franklin suddenly proposed: "Three superpowers bully an ordinary person and spread the reputation of insulting the clown organization."
"I propose that the two of you guess the boxing, choose one person to fight him head-to-head, if you win, it will end, and if you lose, you will come on the bench, how about it?"
Hearing this, David nodded and said, "I agree. Only in this way can the game be fun."
John also nodded: "I agree too, but why are two people guessing fists, don't you play?"
Franklin spread his hands helplessly and said, "I think so too, but I'm sure I can't beat him."
The dignified level 7 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. was actually toyed with by these three scumbags as pets, and Clint's heart was burning with anger.
However, this was a good chance for him to escape.
These idiots will surely regret their underestimation.
A few seconds later, David guessed and won.
The other two took a few steps back and watched the show, leaving space for them to perform.
Clint turned his head and looked at the Asian man in front of him.
David, whose real name is unknown and whose parents are unknown, lived on the streets since childhood, joined a gang as an adult and became Jason's subordinate.
A few years later, he left the United States and went to the Middle East as a mercenary. He was a super sharpshooter.
There are more than 1,000 people in the recorded kill records alone.
Clint glanced at the guns in David's hands, thinking about how to win the battle.
"Don't think about it, you can't win." David walked forward slowly, his words full of confidence.
Clint suddenly remembered that the **** just now said that the three of them were superpowers.
I don't know what this David's superpower is.
Clinttra was full of bowstrings, and arrows shot like shooting stars at David's face.
David is a sharpshooter with excellent dynamic vision.
He sneered disdainfully, turned his head slightly, and arrows whistled past his ear.
Clint continued to shoot arrows, this time in three bursts.
The three arrows were aimed at three directions and shot quickly. Clint predicted his position. This time David could not dodge no matter how hard he tried to dodge.
If you can't dodge it, then smash it.
David quickly took out his dual spears and fired three consecutive shots, sending all three arrows flying.
He spread his hands and said sarcastically, "A level 7 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. only has this strength?"
Clint frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
The speed of this David's shooting is so fast that his marksmanship is even better than that of John Wick.
How to do?
How to do?
Just when Clint was struggling to break the game, David had lost his patience in playing the game. He thought it would be a thrilling battle, but he did not expect it to be a crush without suspense.
"It's boring, stop playing. Finally, let you see my super power."
As soon as the words fell, John and Franklin immediately covered their ears.
David opened his mouth and sent out an ultrasound.
"Ahah"
A long howl hit, Clint's body instantly stiffened, and his head stopped thinking.
The voice was like the song of the goddess of death, and everyone who heard it had a kind of pain that devoured the hearts of ten thousand ants.
After a few seconds, David slowly closed his mouth.
Clint fell to his knees with a thud, clutching his fast-beating heart, gasping for breath.
David shook his head and said, "The game is over, take him to the boss."
The two people watching the play from behind also came over, preparing to take Clint away.
Suddenly, Clint pulled out an arrow and threw it on the ground.
Just when the three were puzzled, he pressed the detonation button on the bow.
"Not good! He's going to die together!"
The three of them were shocked and hurriedly fell to the ground.
boom!
After a muffled sound, thick white smoke emerged from the arrow, wrapping Clint's figure.
"Shit! Tear gas!"
The three of them covered their eyes and noses and hurried to a place where the air was well ventilated.
"David, what about the others?"
David quickly opened his mouth to activate his superpowers and used ultrasound to locate Clint's whereabouts.
After a few seconds, he sarcastically said, "He went where he was supposed to be."
………………
Clint ran into the alley under the cover of tear gas, pressed the emergency button on the communicator, and called for help from the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Then, he switched the arrow to the rope function, and shot an arrow towards the building not far away.
The tail of the arrow turned into a rope, and Clint dragged the rope to climb up quickly.
When he tried his best to climb to the top of the building to wait quietly for rescue, a dark figure was standing on the edge of the rooftop, and Jason had been waiting for a long time.
Clint became nervous and asked, "Who are you!"
When Jason turned around slowly, Clint's eyes widened, and he was about to collapse. A sense of hopeless powerlessness grew and spread in his body.
Fortunately, after years of acting as an agent, his will was extremely strong, and Clint quickly regained his fighting spirit.
Even if he knew that it was a dead end, he had to make a foray.
Release his right hand, the arrow slammed and shot at Jason.
Jason raised his hand calmly and grabbed the arrow firmly.
good chance!
Clint was overjoyed and immediately pressed the detonation button.
The arrow's 50 grams of high explosive is extremely powerful. According to the upper limit of Jason's instantaneous absorption capacity calculated by S.H.I.E.L.D., this arrow is enough to injure him.
boom!
The high-explosive arrow exploded, and a fireball exploded.
But as soon as the fireball formed, it quickly began to shrink, and finally disappeared without a trace.
Clint looked stunned.
How is this going?
It stands to reason that Jason can't absorb so much energy?
Did the SHIELD technicians miscalculate?
Jason threw away the arrow and walked slowly towards him.
Seeing Clint's bewildered look, Jason couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Do you people from S.H.I.E.L.D. only add, subtract, multiply and divide?"
Clint asked, "What do you mean?"
Jason said: "It means numbers are dead and people are alive."
For a month and a half, Jason has been training his super powers.
And his idea is to synchronize energy absorption and energy release.
The energy attached to the body surface absorbs the energy from the outside world while resisting damage to supplement the energy consumed by the body surface.
In this way, Jason's combat power will be increased several times, and he will no longer have to worry about an ordinary explosive that can kill him.
After more than a month of hard training, Jason finally mastered this skill perfectly.
Now if you want to kill him in seconds, you must use the energy of more than 100 kilograms of TNT explosives to instantly destroy him, otherwise you are charging his body.
Clint blinked, and Jason, who was a dozen meters away, suddenly appeared in front of him.
Jason didn't do anything, but paused for a second to observe his expression carefully.
Clint's expression was puzzled at first, then his eyes slowly widened, then a look of horror.
This change of expression is very interesting.
As soon as Clint reacted, Jason grabbed his throat.
Jason held him high and asked suspiciously, "You are so weak and so stupid. Why did Nick Fury send you undercover?"
Clint's neck was stuck, his face flushed, and he couldn't say a word.
But Jason didn't expect his answer either.
He jumped off the roof, and then activated his ability to go to the new stronghold of the Biker Party a dark basement with various torture instruments hanging on the walls.
Billy sat in the chair, praying uncomfortably.
Clint was an undercover agent, and he was hurting him badly.
He only hoped that Jason would spare his life for his specialties.
The basement door was pushed open and Jason walked in carrying Clint.
"Billy, give you a chance to make atonement."
He threw Clint to the ground and said, "Apply everything you've learned in your life to him."
Overjoyed, Billy nodded quickly and said, "Don't worry, boss, I will definitely make his life worse than death!"
Afraid that you will say that I am hydrology, I will not write the real-time experience value. It is enough to know about it!
(End of this chapter)