"How's it going?"

Rumlow sat on a chair in Steve's training hall and said casually as he watched Steve punching punching bags.

Matthew is busy with law firms these days, and Luke and Jessica go around on dates.

Only he has nothing to do but train.

"Not bad, I went to spend an afternoon with Peggy yesterday."

Steve threw a powerful hook to pop the punching bag open, then moved over a chair and sat across from Rumlow.

"Seriously, I don't think Nick Fury is going to destroy the purple man's body."

Rumlow pulled his usual beer out of his pocket and placed the fried chicken wrapped in a paper bag on the small round table in front of him.

"If he dares to use it, then I will beat him myself."

Steve removed the bandage from his hands and wiped his hands with a towel.

Steve also had a good idea of what Nick Fury would do.

"What's the use of beating him, that guy is almost as stubborn as Rorschach. I don't know what he's stubborn for. ”

Rumlow talked about Rorschach, which made Steve a little concerned.

The name Rorschach always popped up when he had been chatting with Rumlow lately.

Steve almost knew that Rorschach was a stubbornly unimaginable guy for the sake of justice, and he probably knew that Rorschach's talent was recognized by Bourqueso.

It's just that he doesn't even get a chance to go to Harorgas these days to have a look.

"Actually, Nick Fury has a saying that I care about who can stop Bourkeso if he gets out of control."

Steve picked up a can of beer and poured it into his mouth.

"Even the Seven Demon Kings have not been able to shake Bourkeso's will, and I don't think anyone in this world can make Bourkeso lose control."

Rumlow grabbed a piece of fried chicken and ate it.

Originally, he was reluctant to stay away from this kind of fried food, after all, he had to maintain his combat effectiveness.

The average person's body can't fully absorb all the energy in food.

"But you seem to be a little burlier again, and you've been eating well lately?"

Steve said casually.

"After learning how to return and teleport, I finally don't have to nibble on black bread every day, and of course I will gain some fat."

Rumlow said with some grumbling.

Although he didn't have much to ask for food, he was still a little uncomfortable in the shadow of the terrifying black bread.

"Captain, honestly the Winter Soldier isn't dead, is he?"

Rumlow shoved the fried chicken into his mouth and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Steve hesitated.

"Yes, S.H.I.E.L.D. has a way to resurrect people."

Steve still said it, after all, Bucky finally appeared in everyone's field of vision, and it was a bit too much to hide at this time.

"And when are he going to go to that playboy?"

Rumlow took another piece of fried chicken and chewed it slowly.

"What are your plans?"

Although Steve doesn't care to tell the news of the resurrection, Rumlow has no reason to ask about Bucky's whereabouts.

"I don't have any plans, I just heard Bourkeso say that Tony Stark might get a chance that ordinary people would envy, and I'm going to see him. By the way, look at the look on the face of the guy who smashed me in the face with a check when he saw the dead resurrected. ”

Rumlow still remembers being slammed in the face with Tony's cheque book, somewhat upset.

Thinking of him, Rumlow, as an agent in the battle sequence, had never been slapped in the face by money, but after becoming a barbarian, he ushered in his first experience.

This inevitably made him remember.

"Barbarians still need scientists? Or do you need financial assistance? ”

Steve was a little confused.

"Not a chance to become a barbarian, just a chance to become a mage."

Rumlow said casually, this is not a great secret.

Rumlow glanced up at the narrow skylight on the side, and an iron man flew by.

Even for a brief moment, Rumlow could see the situation.

"What new technology has S.H.I.E.L.D. developed?"

Rumlow said casually.

"What?"

"A flying iron man, just flew over."

Steve was a little confused.

……

Luke was walking down the street with Jessica, and both of them seemed to be quite happy.

"Let's go over there, we can hurry up over there."

Jessica laughed and pointed to the alley ahead, where there was usually no walking, because there were always screams coming from there.

"Okay."

Luke smiled and walked in with Jessica.

As soon as they reached the middle of the alley, about thirty ninjas appeared in the front and back of the alley, blocking the road.

"I've only met some gangsters these days, and I was able to beat them a lot, and it's rare to meet a good opponent."

Jessica moved her shoulders.

"Wait a minute, I think I've seen these guys."

Luke stepped to the front and looked at the ninja who was only chest-high as he was.

"You want revenge? What about the old lady? ”

Luke clasped his hands to his chest and said condescendingly.

The ninja looked Luke up and down, then waved his hand.

"Kill!"

Then before he could pull out the knife in his hand, Luke pinched the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Do you have to wait now?"

Jessica blew the head of the ninja who attacked her, then shook the blood from her hand and said to Luke.

"Let's use a slam blow, Matthew said that these guys seem to be able to resurrect, and it is only by breaking up the soul that we can completely deal with them."

A war blade suddenly appeared in Luke's hand, and then directly stabbed through the ninja in his hand.

"Stop!"

Just as Luke was about to hack the remaining ninjas to death, a righteous roar pierced through.

"Who?"

Luke turned his head to look in the direction the voice was coming from.

A young man with blond hair shouted loudly in a fighting stance.

"Be careful!"

The young man shouted at Luke with a nervous look.

Luke slammed a ninja who was rushing at him to the ground, then lifted his forty-seven-yard foot and fired a headshot.

It used a little power to trample the earth......

This ninja was directly turned into a cloud of ashes.

"Who are you?"

Luke turned around, and the combat power he had just displayed made those ninjas dare not act rashly.

Jessica hung the axe back on her waist and looked at the blonde youth as if she remembered something.

"Danny Rand? The heir to the RAND Group? Aren't you already missing? ”

Jessica casually recounted what she knew.

"Well, that's none of our business."

Luke turned his head away from Danny, he cared more about these Hand Ninjas than he paid attention to this.

"What are you here for?"

Luke slammed his blade over his shoulder and said with a menacing look.

"I saw that you were in danger, so I ......"

Danny was a little embarrassed, and what he encountered was not quite what he had imagined.

"That's a divine soldier, right?"

One of the remaining ninjas looked at the guy with a higher status and looked at Jessica's waist and said.

"Where do you look? Give me some rules! ”

Luke struck a blow with his legs, stomping the ninja into ashes with one kick.

"It looks like you don't need help, so I'll take my leave."

Danny clenched his hands into fists, then turned and walked away.

He had thought that the man and woman were going to be hurt by dangerous people, after all, the ninjas of the Hand didn't look like good people.

Now it seems that he is a little self-inflicted.

"Hand Clan? I'm going to wait a while and come back to you. ”

Luke picked up a katana on the ground and slashed at it.

Although the momentum is good, it is a little wrong.

There are a variety of weapons in the barbarians' weapon fighting techniques, but the katana is a bit awkward.

Slashing is inferior to broadswords and heavy knives, and piercing is not as good as daggers, raisers and spears.

Armor-piercing ability is inferior to axes and maces.

Perhaps its applicability is its greatest advantage, but it is not very practical for barbarians.

What's worse about this thing is that if you want to exert powerful destructive power, you have to hold it in both hands.

Wouldn't it be more convenient to smash it with a giant hammer with that effort?

"These are the ninjas you told Matthew? Didn't Steve say that these gangs were controlled? ”

Jessica didn't bother Danny and talked to Luke.

There is a time limit to how to control this kind of thing.

Besides, the politicians in New York are still waiting to make money from this black area, how can they keep the gangs depressed?

While the two were talking, a metal man fell straight in front of Luke, and then the soles of his feet were on fire and flew up again.

"What was that?"

Luke was a little confused.

"A golden and red iron man?"

Jessica said in a tone of uncertainty that was not quite clear.

Then the alley was surrounded by a team of black-clad agents, led by Coulson.

"Shhh

Coulson gasped the moment he saw Luke and Jessica, who he recognized because of Steve.

"What are you?"

Coulson glanced at the ninjas around him, and then pointed his gun directly at the dangerous maniacs with knives.

"Come out on a date."

Luke said with some pride, and Jessica kicked Luke in the shin with a little force.

"And who are these?"

Before Coulson could finish his sentence, the ninjas uniformly wiped out their necks with their katanas.

Then only one piece of clothing was left, and the rest were all turned to ashes.

The corners of Coulson's mouth twitched slightly, he always felt that the things he had encountered recently were supernatural, and he was thinking back to when this happened.

"The ninja of the Hand Clan, I heard that you can be resurrected after death."

Luke retracted his weapon from his backpack and took Jessica with him to bypass the agent.

His date isn't over yet, so there's no time to waste here.

"I thought you'd have a little more to say to them."

Jessica laughed and said to Luke.

Now they are a little arrogant, perhaps because their strength has become stronger and swelled a little.

They didn't have a chance to swell on the sacred mountain of Harlogas, and some changes had changed since they returned to the city.

"Sir?"

An agent shouted at Coulson, wanting to ask Coulson's opinion.

The agents' faces weren't very good-looking.

"Don't forget our mission, keep tracking down that Iron Man. It flew out of Stark's house, you know what it means. ”

Coulson dismissed the agents.

Controlling emotions as an agent is a compulsory course, but who isn't an individual anymore?

As a good agent, Coulson is much easier to eliminate hidden dangers in advance than to make up for them after the incident.