Because of the distance, Barton could clearly see every detail of Lexia's body through the telescope, except for his face covered by a mask.

Because the ink clothes are embodied in their own qi, Lexia can change its shape in a small way, such as extending the helmet part into a mask to cover the face.

This is also a superhero tradition.

Since they are all flying over like this, it is a little too much to say if you don't make a big one, and if the scene is big, hiding your identity can naturally save you a lot of trouble.

As for Hawkeye, Lexia wanted to ask for advice this time, and thanked his men for their mercy just now.

"There's no mechanism on his body that precludes exoskeleton armor," Barton said to the other end of the microphone while still observing, "It's completely contrary to scientific knowledge, his wings are like they grow on his back, although I hate to admit it, but it's very likely that it's really a birdman." ”

"Birdman? Francis, are you sure you're not hallucinating? ”

In the factory, the short-haired woman was sitting with the Rankhoff brothers, and after hearing Patton's words, she couldn't help but ask.

Seeing this, the Rankhoff brothers on the other side asked curiously, "Miss Rushman, what kind of birdman are you talking about?" ”

"Oh, I mean...... See for yourselves. Rushman was just about to explain, when a bright fire suddenly lit up outside the window, and in the firelight, a black 'birdman' was flashing its wings domineeringly.

This factory is the stronghold of the Russian mafia, and hundreds of gang members are gathering at this time.

Seeing the appearance of the 'Birdman', almost everyone felt a sense of crisis, and needless to say, everyone came out of the house with weapons in their hands.

On the stairs, in the windows, there were gangsters with long and short guns standing everywhere.

As the leaders, Vladimir and Anatoly naturally will not blindly step forward to interfere, and their younger brothers will do the work for themselves.

The so-called number three of the Russian mafia, Chechnya shouldered this responsibility.

Standing at the gate of the factory, Chechen raised his head and shouted, "Who are you, are you a human or a ghost, what do you want to do here in the middle of the night?" ”

Lexia lowered his head, condescending, he clearly saw everyone's expressions and movements.

The gun-wielding gang members had a determined look in their eyes, and they were not frightened by seeing something strange that was different from what they had previously recognized.

Their eyes flickered with excitement, and as long as Chechnya gave an order, their bullets would not hesitate to shoot at Lexia in the air.

They are a gang of gangsters.

They are a bunch of bandits who have no regard for human life.

After a moment of silence, Le Xia spoke in a calm voice, because of the mask, his voice was completely distorted, far from the original sound, and there was no need to worry about being exposed.

"I am Bennu Bird Radiance, and I have come here to lead sinful souls to the underworld. And you ......"

After a pause, Le Xia accentuated his tone.

"Are you ready to go to the underworld? Sinners! ”

Hearing some of the lines of the second middle school, the people below instantly fried the pot, some disdainful, some went crazy, and some scolded, probably the meaning is almost the same.

I don't know where to jump out of the stupid, Lao Tzu has so many guns, no one can send you to the sky with one bullet. If you like the underworld so much, you can go yourself.

Chechen sneered, although he didn't know what was going on with the armor and fire of the man in the air, he was confident in his armed forces.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, his younger brothers stopped talking, and everyone pointed their guns at Lexia in the air.

"Stupid! If you want to pretend to be forced, you've come to the wrong place, this is New York, not your tricky countryside, go to the underworld and regret your stupidity, fire! ”

In just an instant, hundreds of weapons fired at the same time, and the sound of gunfire shook the sky, and countless bullets formed a dense barrage that instantly drowned Le Xia.

Barton, who was behind the telescope, sighed, "If you want to punish evil, you also have to pay attention to the method and do what you can. ”

Jimmy's voice came from inside the headphones, 'yes, I didn't expect the Rankhoff brothers to have so much firepower, and now even if you say they don't have anyone behind them, I don't believe it.' ’

"It's a pity," Barton put down his binoculars and looked up at the fireball in the distance, "he's also a man with a sense of justice, if only he could get into the game." Unfortunately, he is going to die here. ”

'Not necessarily,' Rushman said succinctly, and as soon as her words fell, the barrage had stopped.

A ball of fire was burning in the air, but it had no intention of falling.

Chechen swallowed a mouthful of saliva with an ugly face, stretched his hand back, and sent an RPG bazooka to his own little brother.

"I don't believe you're more durable than the T-90."

After saying that, Chechen did not hesitate to pull the trigger of the RPG, and a grenade flew towards the fireball with a thud.

The moment the grenade rushed in front of the fireball, the fireball suddenly exploded, and a black figure burst out of the flames and rushed down, almost grazing against the grenade.

Rumble! The grenade exploded in the air, while the black figure had already rushed to the ground.

The gang members who came back to their senses hurriedly began to change their magazines, but the Black Shadow didn't give them a chance at all.

He was like a black whirlwind, shuttling back and forth through the crowd, and everywhere he passed, the gang members turned into rolling gourds as if they had been hit by a passive car, and the sound of bones breaking came from their chests, and the blood instantly stained their whole bodies red.

After Lexia languished on the holy clothes box for an hour, his strength increased again, and with the blessing of the ink clothes, he now punched out, with a strength of more than five hundred kilograms.

With such a heavy fist and a hard fist glove in an ink coat, a hole can be punched in the cement wall, let alone a mere human sternum.

Chechen fell down against the bazooka, his eyes were full of disbelief, more than a hundred guns couldn't kill, is this guy a ghost?

Blowing through the crowd like a whirlwind cloud, Le Xia flapped her wings and hovered outside the window on the third floor.

At this time, he was covered in blood, both from gang members and his own.

The defense of the ink clothes is not as good as the real holy clothes, and it is transformed by the breath of nature, although it can defend against a certain number of bullet attacks, but if the attack is too dense, there is no way to completely repair the broken parts in time.

So there will inevitably be some abrasions on his body, but most of them are skin injuries.

The light inside the window was bright, and there were three people, two men and one woman, who were the Rankhoff brothers and Rushman.

Seeing that woman, Le Xia's eyes flashed.