Anna looked at the bearded man and didn't know what bird language she was saying, and then the two men behind Killian moved, as if trying to roll up their sleeves.

Wow... Or two factions.

The five people are divided into two factions, which is interesting.

Killian was followed by a man and a woman.

The man was wearing a leather coat, and he was also bald, with a small bald head, staring at a big beard and a big bald head, and his eyes were the size of copper bells.

The little bald head stared at the big bald head.

Wipe the rain on your head with a dry towel, and continue to stare after wiping, looking unruly.

The woman looked like a killer, wearing a small suit, the suit was soaked, took it off, threw it directly into the stove in the closet, and rolled her eyes at the bearded man.

Both of them are a little familiar.

Anna uses brainwaves to call the chip, which is connected to indoor WiFi, and the human brain and computer are constantly exchanging data.

Killian's jammer cut off cell phone communications, which were around gigahertz.

And the indoor WIFI is 5GHz and is not truncated, that is, Anna can contact Coulson at any time.

Anna didn't want to contact him, though.

She thinks the short one is a pig teammate.

There is a lot of credit.

In the last invasion of Building B of Beacon Hill Manor, the short man helped her start the diesel generator set.

There are many sins.

In fact, if he hadn't come over and interfered with his own judgment, the scum like the bulging-bellied viper would have turned his brain into a pulp long ago.

Outcome.

The house was almost demolished.

So Anna thinks that this short man must not be notified.

In fact, if it weren't for Maya's belief that Coulson was reliable, Anna wouldn't even want Xavier Castle to let him in.

This guy in Xavier except for eating is eating, he didn't solder circuit boards for her, nor did he tear graphene for her, except for being a mascot, he didn't have any use for hair.

It's better to have Coulson stuck in traffic jams.

Logged in to the official database of S.H.I.E.L.D., after face recognition, data matching, and finally, two faces jumped out.

It turned out to be these two.

Eric Savin and Alan Blunt.

From the information, it is known that Eric Savin and Alan Blunt are both former US soldiers who were discharged due to disability during the war in Afghanistan.

The woman's right arm was broken, and the man's left foot was broken.

As for the reason for appearing here, if you think about it, you know that the two must have accepted the transformation of the desperate virus and became Killian's subordinates.

Eric Savin is much more famous than Killian, and in the comics, he is also strong.

It was in the movie universe that he was forced to death by Tony Stark, who had no armor.

Alan too, was blown up by a bomb baked in the microwave oven, and after coming out, he took a cold shower, and the heat expanded and contracted.

Both were killed.

Desperate virus...

Anna thinks that Killian is in too much of a hurry, and has he gotten the Desperate Virus so early?

However, the little short-legged thinks that it is by no means a perfect version, and if it is, what will they do with Maya.

Think back to the argument between Killian and the bearded man.

The desperate virus and Jericho's mother-in-law are divided into guided missiles, and the little short legs are silent, which may be the hole card that Killian dares to appear in New York.

Anna heard Colonel Rodi talk about the power of Jericho's missiles.

There is no grass within a radius of 100 meters.

The last time I escaped, even after being 50 meters away, the blast wave still shattered the winglets of the Transport Bureau.

If it weren't for Colonel Roddy's strong piloting skills, Stark wouldn't have been able to bring it back.

Anna thinks Stark is also a pig teammate.

This guy is the traitor who threw a bomb into his teammates when he ate chicken.

It's a pity that Stark has been in a coma again since he woke up last time, and he moved his eyes from time to time in the middle, and there was no follow-up.

Otherwise, Colonel Roddy would have caught Stark and asked how many of them had been made.

Jericho's Guided Missiles.

A sharp weapon on the battlefield, the latest anti-terrorist weapon of the US military.

As a result, before he could throw his hand, Baghdam Air Base was dropped by the Taliban.

That's hilarious.

She didn't want to hear the radar alarm.

Xavier is an old castle, and with a bang, she has no place to cry.

The electromagnetic railgun can intercept, and it can also be intercepted with a gamma-ray gun, but the problem is that it is not 100% intercepted by this kind of thing.

Even if she didn't intercept it, she didn't care, anyway, she had a super desperate factor in her pocket, but Maya and Garcia were terrible.

As a last resort, Anna didn't want to tear her face yet.

Stomping, the ship's electromagnetic railgun gun compartment, the No. 6 robot has been loaded and loaded after receiving Anna's order, and is waiting for the interception command.

Garcia was trembling on the side, she had never seen such a situation before.

Maya took out the eldest sister's head and comforted her softly.

The little short leg made a small face and bit the bottle.

She felt she had to be cautious.

Maybe it's time for me to face a wave.

Killian and the bearded big bald head had another situation, and it was estimated that there was a quarrel, and the bird language used was translated by the translator.

As if accusing Killian of not obeying orders, Anna watched as the bearded man walked over and strode towards the couch with his big paws.

"Ahmadi, Maya can't be killed, we need her." Killian said, pointing at Maya.

Ahmadi stopped his arms, spared Maya, and picked Garcia up.

"We don't need her!" With that, Ahmadi grabbed Garcia by the hair and dragged him out, pressed him against the wall, pulled out his pistol, and prepared to make a move.

His forehead hit the wall, and Garcia shivered.

She was desperate.

She blamed herself for not listening to persuasion.

Braving the heavy rain to run to inform Maya, who knew she had bumped into such a thing.

It was a terrorist and a missile, and the bearded and bald head standing behind her, with arms thicker than her waist, now pulled out a cold tube and put it against her head.

It can't be a gun, right?

Garcia didn't dare to look back, she felt that if she didn't look back, maybe the bearded and bald head would bypass her.

That's a gun!

It took Garcia a long time to understand that it was a gun, and he was held up by a gun.

In an instant, she almost fainted out of breath.

It's a gun, a peanut that kills itself.

Is this going to die?

Is it dead?

Not dead yet?!

I don't know when, Garcia found that the momentum behind his head was gone.

She still didn't dare to turn her head, in case she did.

For a long time, a century for her, there was still no sound, no exclamation, no crying, no laughter.

She finally sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, turned around, and saw the beard behind her.

Staring at a bull's eye, it looks vicious and abnormal.

It just doesn't feel right, like a plaster wax figure.

Then she knew why it didn't feel right.

Bang... An arm thicker than her waist fell and slammed into her feet.

Burst... A scar the size of a basin was revealed on his shoulder, and before he could spurt blood, the scar was blocked by carbonization.

Then there are the feet, then the thighs, waist, chest, ,...... Head.

The huge body collapsed in an instant, spilling on the ground like a building block, thumping thump.

Yes...

Garcia was dazed at first, half loud, and suddenly let out a scream.

Both hands clenched into fists, blocking in front of him, his back was straight, his thighs were stiff and straight, and he fell backwards to the ground with a bang.

Dizzy!

Like zombies.