"Hey!"

The driver patted the steering wheel and drew the attention of the male passenger sitting in the back seat to himself, before pointing to the sign in front of him:

"The road ahead is closed, and you can't go."

Hank looked up at the front, where a guardrail was in the middle of the road, and several soldiers with guns were on guard.

"It looks like a real gun, what the hell are they doing?" The driver also took a few looks, and this was the first time he had seen this situation.

"Maybe it's a drill." Hank said casually,

"Drill in the city?" The driver pouted, "It's a waste of taxpayers' money, I think we should organize a march to stop it." ”

"Hmm." Hank nodded perfunctorily, then patted the seat in front of him, "Let's change the route, I'm in a hurry." ”

"No problem." The taxi driver showed a row of white teeth, he had always wanted to do this kind of thing, but he had never had a chance before, and now he could be regarded as having run into it.

The taxi made a U-turn in front of them, and after driving about three or four blocks in the other direction, the familiar guardrails and familiar warning signs appeared again in front of them.

"Why don't we go in another direction?"

The driver looked at Hank reflected in the rearview mirror and asked, he now kind of wanted to say that Captain America quote,

I could go around with you for a day!

"Whew~"

Hank exhaled and rubbed his hair a little irritably,

"No, it's the same in either direction."

Before, he really thought that the army was handling this matter, so he wanted to find a loophole to drill.

But now, he saw a familiar face in front of him, although they were wearing military uniforms, but this was clearly the handiwork of the relevant departments.

Obviously, when the relevant departments deal with this kind of thing, they will not leave any loopholes.

Flicking a few dollars to the driver, Hank pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Several of the soldiers standing still like statues turned their gazes to Hank at the same time, and one of them approached with a gun.

"No traffic here, sir."

"I know, I'm looking for him, we know each other."

Hank said, gesturing to a soldier behind him.

The soldier who was pointed at seemed to be stunned for a moment, staring at Hank's face for a long time before reacting, he patted his colleague on the shoulder, "Old acquaintance." ”

"Why did you get here?" The soldier glanced at Hank's somewhat pale face, "Are you sick?" ”

Although there is a life potion to heal the injury, but the complexion of this kind of thing actually has to be nourished, and Hank was startled by a phone call not long after he woke up, and it is strange to have a good face.

"I want to go in." Hank said straight to the point, he really didn't want to delay a second now.

Although I greeted Ryan first,

But the unanswered phone call still made him choose to come over and see it in person, who was restless in bed.

"This ......" The soldier glanced at his colleague with a strange expression, pulled Hanka to the side, and whispered, "Your identity is different now than before." ”

So, I'm sure I can't let you in.

"Do me a favor." Hank pursed his lips and said, "I'm in a hurry." ”

"I can't help it." The soldier replied with a shake of his head.

"Okay." Hank sighed and glanced at the other three soldiers, "If you don't go in, you won't go in, the three of them are newcomers?" ”

"Yes, the organization has expanded a lot during this time." The soldier also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, in fact, Hank was his leader before, although his identity has changed now, but there will still be a little restraint in front of Hank.

"Don't tell me about it?" Hank suddenly laughed, "I may need your help then." ”

The soldier beckoned to the three colleagues and asked them to come over, and said with some sincerity in his mouth: "As long as it is not such a violation of the rules, I will definitely help you." ”

Although Hank was always a fool in S.H.I.E.L.D. before,

But it has to be said that

His attitude is indeed easy to win the popularity of grassroots cadres, after all, he is more down-to-earth than Coulson.

"Actually, I need your help right now." Waiting until the three of them came over, Hank said.

"What?" The soldier who was just about to introduce his colleague was stunned for a moment.

"Help me...... Let's take a break. ”

"Bang!"

Hank suddenly stepped forward,

The shoulder slammed into the soldier's chest,

At the same time, he pushed his backhand elbow to the head of another soldier.

............

............

"Hoo ......"

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but accidentally touched the bruises on his face, and the painful Hank bared his teeth.

At his feet, the four soldiers were lying neatly on the ground.

After all, he was a high-level agent before, although he was not comparable to superheroes and Ryan's perverts, but when dealing with these ordinary soldiers, his strength was indeed able to crush them.

"Let's hope she's okay."

Shaking his somewhat sore arm, Hank picked up the soldiers' special firearms from the ground and walked towards the cordoned off area.

Maybe it's because he had the experience of fighting praying mantis before, so now Hank still has some confidence in himself.

It may not be of much help, but it's still okay to get rid of one or two small praying mantises.

It's just that he has just entered the more central area when he hears a sudden whistling of the wind behind him, as if something is approaching at high speed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Hank rolled over and hid in a closed shop, revealing only one head and one gun aimed at the street outside.

"Buzz."

A vague purple phantom suddenly flashed from the front, and Hank reflexively pulled off the board, and after a burst of flames, the street regained its previous silence.

It's like all livelihoods have been completely drained.

"What the hell is this."

I stayed where I was and waited for a long time,

Hank decided to go out and have a look.

street

Still so bleak,

There were several clear bullet holes in the opposite wall.

Hank with a gun,

Counting the number of bullet holes in the wall, he scanned his surroundings with his peripheral vision.

“5。”

...

“7。”

...

“9。”

"Fack!"

I didn't even hit a single bullet!

Almost instantaneously,

Hank began to run towards where he had come from.

There was no other movement on the streets on either side, and the blurry purple figure before was gone, but Hank didn't dare to bet,

He ran back to the store in one go, hiding behind the cash register before he dared to take a few breaths.

meanwhile

Suddenly a shadow appeared above him,

In the originally transparent air,

Suddenly, a purple figure slowly appeared.

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He may be the first character to die in this book,

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