Little Shortleg looked at the mighty Gordon Frelli, and she felt that she should hold on for a little longer.

She now regrets believing Coulson when she chooses between knowledge and S.H.I.E.L.D.

Pig teammates, plus S.H.I.E.L.D.

Coulson, who was like a god in the eyes of the squad leader, was thrown out after less than two moves, fell on the glass table, and became a difficult brother with the squad leader.

The team leader was shocked and questioned, and his head couldn't turn for a long time.

One moment he was still a hero in his eyes, and the next moment he became a broken sack like him.

As everyone knows, Coulson himself is messy in the wind, and this is the second time he has encountered an inhuman being.

The last time Doctor Octopus chased him like a dog, running three buildings, and if Hawkeye hadn't arrived at the moment, he would have been torn in half by Otto.

This time, the enemy was changed, and he became the leader of the demolition team, Gordon Freilly, who was unimaginably powerful with brute force, and directly smashed through the 12-centimeter dividing wall with his flesh.

I knew... Just don't lose face.

Let the guy vomit another bucket of blood, and everyone will sit down calmly and say how good it is.

"Shoot!"

With a burst of shouts, Coulson picked up the pistol on the ground, added his own Glock, and fired two guns in bursts.

The squad leader's facial injuries looked miserable, but in fact, the internal injuries were not serious, and he also raised his M4 carbine and shot at the figure in the dust.

Da Da...

The enemy on the opposite side does not dodge or dodge.

Shot, it seems, Coulson saw the bullet pierce through the dust and hit the figure inside.

It's just that the sound is a little strange, not like a sound made by penetrating human tissue, but like hitting cotton.

Then Coulson thought of the squad leader's information, and thought of the last thing he wanted to face.

It's not good for a bad year.

Gordon Fraley has a relationship with witches.

Carrying bullets, like a moving fortress, Gordon Frailly moved.

Bang... A muffled snort.

A bullet hit the wall and hit James Williams after bouncing off.

The squad leader's left arm is useless.

Looking at the giant who came out of the dust, Coulson broke out in a cold sweat.

The shot hit, it was clear.

There are still a few holes in Gordon Fraelli's vest that look like muzzles, but...

Gordon Frellly ripped off his clothes, revealing his left and right pectoralis major muscles, and there were five or six bullets embedded in the hard muscles.

He blocked the bullet with his pectoral muscles.

Gordon Friley wasn't afraid of bullets at all.

No wonder he doesn't have a gun in his hand, with such a physique, guns are just a burden.

Roar...

Gordon Fraley let out a loud roar and shouted at several people in a rough voice, "You don't even know what the Vipers are. ”

The giant stood in front of Coulson, like an iron tower, condescending.

Like a tiger patrolling his territory, mortal life is in his hands.

Look at all directions.

Rumble...

An elbow struck the railing of the staircase, and the railing, like a building block, collapsed with a clatter, spreading out into strips.

It was a warning to Coulson that if they tried to do it again, the consequences would be the same as a railing.

Then, the big-bellied viper swept around with a pair of bull's eyes, and stopped in front of the little short leg in the middle of the house.

"Annabelle Hansen, you know, a lot of people want you, including the people above me."

"I thought it was a legend exaggeration, until I saw you!"

The rumors are not exaggerated, they are far from describing Anna's genius, and the giant-bellied viper finally believed the above words, this little chubby girl is a demon.

However, even if it is a demon, it is in his own hands at this moment.

Like a big boss who always has to say his vision for the future at the last minute, the Giant Belly Viper now enjoys the feeling of being crushed by power.

Anna is screwing with a change cone, and a flathead screwdriver is screwing the plum screw, which is a bit difficult to screw.

Perhaps it was the calm appearance of the little short legs that made Gordon Friley feel jealous, and he walked up to Coulson, stepped on Coulson's arm with his big foot, and pulled the infrasonic jammer out of his hand and put it on his ear.

He suffered a lot.

If it weren't for the early arrival of S.H.I.E.L.D. support, Gordon Friley would have hung up.

One step, two steps...

Stretching out his hand, he was ready to take out his little short legs, in his opinion, no matter how talented he was, in his hands it was a... Glutinous rice balls.

Coulson and the others were feeling hopeless.

Tightening the last screw, she felt that the little chubby hand was so tired.

Gordon Fraley hesitated a little, mainly because the little short legs were so scary that he didn't even see each other, so he lay down.

I took off the headphones, checked them again, and saw the 13HZ on the electronic screen on the headphones, and put my mind at ease.

Just when the stupid big guy was about to catch Anna, he just had to reach out and reach him.

The little short legs shook their two little feet, pressed the button, and dripped...

Suddenly, there was a noise in the room, high decibels.

Yes...

In the midst of the noise, Gordon Friley let out a scream of pain, one hand over his ear, the other over his forehead, and he felt a-stirring stick in his head, stirring and stirring.

Little short legs are ghosts, Gordon Friley suddenly understood.

It's just that he can't figure it out, he also wears headphones, almost the same position, why is the little short leg okay He has something.

However, his question was never answered.

Pain is like a million ants gnawing at his brain together, everywhere and unable to get rid of it.

I'm going to kill her!

Gordon Frell let out a roar of pain and took a sharp step forward.

After one step, it came to an abrupt end.

The giant collapsed with a bang.

This stupid big guy got into the defense net stupidly, and he didn't stay in the 16 times area, but he had to drill into the 32 times area.

20 Hz is already the low-frequency limit that the human ear can hear, and the parameters of the small and short legs are temporarily changed, but they are not changed, and the differential pressure crystal emits infrasound waves at the same time, producing a little by-product, low-frequency noise.

It just so happened that Gordon Frielly was located at the position of the low-frequency noise standing wave.

The effect of 32 times the energy level of infrasound and the standing wave of low-frequency noise - just look at Gordon Friley.

It's this guy, and it's not reassuring to die.

When he was alive, he didn't scare the little short legs, but when he died, he frightened the little short legs.

Even the double chin came out.

You must know that this big black man is half a meter away from Anna, and it falls right towards Anna, and in the perception of the glutinous essence, it is like a landslide, and a huge shadow covers her.

350 pounds, nearly 170 kilograms, smashed down can smash the little short leg from three-dimensional to flat.

Bang... Slammed on the floor, even the ground shook.

The little short leg has palpitations.

Luckily, the angle was 1 degree off.

The little short legs could leisurely watch Gordon Friley's corpse streak by.

At the same time as he fell, he didn't know what this guy was spraying, so he sprayed it on the face of the little short legs.

Now, the hair, cheeks, and bib pants are all thick pulp liquid, red and white, red is estimated to be blood, white is estimated to be... A mouthful of old phlegm.

Anna has never been so embarrassed, rubbing her face vigorously with her little short sleeves... It's disgusting.

She couldn't sleep for days.