Chapter 348: Civilian Hero
"Mr. Yang, thank you for helping us fix the sprinkler!"
As the sun set, the old couple who had said goodbye from Sith Yang's small building stood at the door to express their gratitude to Yang once again.
"It's okay, they're all neighbors."
Mr. Yang is indeed a kind-hearted person. Ever since he became an assistant accountant, he has made his life more life-like.
And as an artist, he carved stone statues that were lifelike to life, whether still life or animals, people or livestock, he became a qualified accountant at the same time, and on weekends at the fair, his art sold well.
In this way, he became familiar with the neighbors around him, and he often went to help the older neighbors.
These things within their power are really big things in the eyes of those empty nesters, so there are always people who come to visit his home with small cakes baked at home and small gifts made by themselves.
Almost every day, Sith Young would see off his guests after dinner in the evening.
Say goodnight to everyone and say that doing what you can is what you should do as a good neighbor.
It has become an indispensable part of his life.
"Wow, isn't this good neighbor of Hell's Kitchen, the intimate helper of the lonely old man, our Sith Emperor?"
A black widow in casual clothes walked out of the shadows in the corner of the building with her hands in her hands, and quipped, "How is it?" Our civilian heroes are having a good time now, right? ”
"If there is no S.H.I.E.L.D. bother, it will be really good!"
"As far as I know, they didn't really bother you either!"
"That's what they don't dare," Sith Young, not very fond of the subject, closed the roller shutter door and opened the small door to enter, "Come in!" ”
"You'll know I'm not passing through."
The widow sister walked in, caught the bottled water thrown by Sisjan, and sat down naturally on the shoe pier by the door.
"There's a mission I might need your help with."
"You're back from Budapest again? Pretty sweet with Barton? ”
As soon as he interrupted like this, the widow sister couldn't go on, and there was indeed a trace of undetectable sweetness in her disgusted eyes.
"I didn't go to Budapest. How do you know about Budapest? Do you have the ability to read minds? ”
Sisyan glanced at the wall calendar on the wall, pouted, and said, "If I had the ability to read minds, then I should know by now that what you invited me to do was to rescue a ship from S.H.I.E.L.D." ”
He guessed right.
So the widow sister was stunned, and at the same time, there were also Curson and Agent Hill who were doing surveillance and surveillance.
"She's probably right, Sisyan probably really has the ability to read minds."
Corson said something stupid, and Agent Hill was rare in his wisdom, and he didn't raise any objections.
Yang still got on the plane with her, although he didn't want to force it into the plot at all.
But what if someone has already come to the door to invite? This is a good opportunity to bridge his relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D. after all.
Besides, he didn't participate in the story of Iron Man III, and after he calmed down, he found out that he tossed 13 moves and didn't get any benefits, can this be his character?
But since he didn't get any benefits, how could he find a way to get that serum from S.H.I.E.L.D.?
Let him take the initiative to take the initiative with a dead face, that's not his character.
Let him capture some of the current desperate warriors, and then draw blood to analyze that is not a technique he has.
So it's just right. Now that there are steps, let's go down.
When the plane flew to the bus and saw Corson and Hill, Young's first thing was to ask, "What about serum?" Give me a bottle of menopausal virus serum, or I won't think I'll be able to help you. ”
That being said, he was clearly planning to do the same.
This can't be blamed for him sitting on the ground here, the price can only be said to be that the things that should have been promised to him before are gone.
Like a good old man, Couson happily took a small box, which indeed contained an improved Desperate Virus.
And on this bus, Sisyan finally noticed something different from before, that is, he didn't see Captain America and he felt several thermally powerful presences.
Needless to say, he knew that one was Killian, the other was Scarface, and the rest should be other desperate warriors.
It's right to think about it, Captain America was petrified by him, and normally it shouldn't have been solved yet. And this way of unraveling must be from the inside out, from the outside to the inside, it is easy to collapse his stone.
So no one should be able to help Captain America.
Even if you want to inject the virus, you have to hit the body to help.
So there is no Captain America here.
And these desperate warriors have done a lot of things after being successfully co-opted, whether they did it openly for S.H.I.E.L.D., or secretly after being co-opted by Hydra, they really did a lot.
Now that they are on this big bus, it is also a normal manifestation of a phenomenon that is no more normal.
Then the team assembled, and the team led by Crossbones got on a Queensman fighter plane and flew across the ocean.
In fact, Crossbones is very disgusted with the Desperate Warrior, after all, his men died at the hands of the Desperate Warrior.
But knowing that these desperate warriors became a part of Hydra, and that he had also been strengthened by Desperate Situation, it was different.
So in fact, these people on the plane are really monolithic, except for two people who are out of place with the others.
One person is a widowed sister, but everyone is not exclusive.
The other one is the Sith warrior Sith Young.
After all, when he broke in, his men had the most maimed and injured desperate soldiers.
After these people recover, who do they hate the most?
Of course, I hate him the most.
Watching this familiar scene, it was staged again, and Crossbones assigned tasks to explain the situation to everyone.
Sisyan sat and listened, and it wasn't until the back door of the fighter plane opened that he asked, "Are you there?" ”
Then, as before, he jumped without a parachute.
However, he will definitely not be like Wolverine and Captain America on the sea, he has successfully mastered the power that can be controlled by the Force.
So I made an invisible glider.
It was very easy to slide to the boat, and the next thing was to "collect the mother".
Landing on the second deck, it directly faced the two patrolling minions, without giving the other party a chance to open their mouths, and pointed forward with their left hand, and the two of them were already covering their necks, and their red feet were strangled off the ground.
The palms of the hands were repeated downward, and the heads of the two people holding their necks were also bent in one direction at the same time.
He's dead.
Then there were two minions patrolling up to this deck, the one a little ahead of them being stolen by the Force and pulled by a huge force and slammed into a pillar. 536 Literature
Straight to death.
The other one has to be shot with a gun. was pierced by Yang Ming's sword.
The scorching light instantly scorched the wound.
Not a single trace of blood.
Again, there won't be a sound, because the Force will pull you straight to the dead man's pile.
What followed was the nightmare of the people on patrol.
Because these patrols will be cut off by her silent sword or pinched to death by the Force.
Although it does not have the crazy killing effect of the black knight when the princess flees, it does not have the violent effect that no one can stop when it is unstoppable.
But this silent killing also caused a powerful psychological shadow on those who took the paraglider and had not yet fallen.
The Decision Warriors seem to have really forgotten the fear of how they were dominated in the first place?
Now I see them with my own eyes again, and finally recall the years when they were first arrested, what is called a piece that says to cut off your hand, you will cut off your hand, and if you say that you will break your foot.
What does it mean to push a person to the ceiling in the air, and then directly distort his body.
What is called a punch that throws a person off the deck and directly into the sea. And the moment the empty bottle collided, the man's limbs were shattered as if they had been run over by a speeding car.
The slaughter was under the watchful eyes of those who landed.
Two plywoods, one deck, upper deck.
Not yet to Cambridge. Didn't go to the power room either. There is no hostage. It doesn't matter if it causes real alertness.
He was a mechanized slaughter all the way, and no pirate was worthy of forgiveness before him.
In fact, he wanted to pretend to say that forgiveness is God's thing, and my responsibility is to send you to God, but there is no one who listens to it.
So far, not a single pirate has been qualified to hear this.
And no pirate could resist her Force control.
Its principle is so powerful that there is no need to lift a person to the ceiling like the Sith Emperor and then slowly strangle it.
He can directly use the palm of the Force Demon to pinch and explode a person on the spot.
This kind of great strength, coupled with his physical strength that is almost immune to ordinary weapon attacks, is simply an absolute powerhouse.
At least the one who kills chickens.
The strong who kill these weak chickens.
Crushing and killing all the way soon came to the captain's room, and the bandits inside also wondered, why did all the patrols keep the radio silent?
It's not that they've kept the radio lonely, it's that they've really been silent.
Looking through the glass, there was a guy with Erlang's legs crossed, flipping through a small book that I don't know if it was a nautical diary or something.
Yang Ming put the handle of the lightsaber against the door and aimed it at the back of the person who was at least two meters away, and then the lightsaber sprayed out at a distance of two meters.
With a thud, the man was pierced through the heart.
"As long as the Force provides enough, I can carry a 49-meter broadsword."
This idea is really feasible, because a lightsaber is a laser sword, and there is really no need to think about whether it will bend and whether it can be moved, like a physical steel sword.
So just when the few people in the captain's room didn't notice the change in front of them.
The extendable laser sword poofed and puffed out four times in a row.
The four bandits who controlled the captain's room were gone.
Life is gone.
And then the crowd landed on the lowest deck.
The Shih Tzu amniotic sailor jumped down as soon as he turned over, and at the same time wrapped his feet with Yuan Li and landed firmly on the ground without making a sound.
"Now there are only the hostages and the power room left, which of you will go to the power room and who will rescue the hostages?"
Killian was already eager to try, and there was a hint of provocation in his eyes when he looked at Heath Young.
Yang couldn't accept any provocation at all, glanced at him and asked, "Suddenly I feel like you're pretending to be forced." ”
Although the distance between the two of them was nearly six or seven meters, his sword crossed the distance in 0.001 seconds, and it pierced into Killian's arm, and his wrist shook slightly.
After this lightsaber extends to a distance of more than ten meters, a slight shake at one end can span nearly two or three meters at the other end.
So Killian's arms and body were separated.
"Let me see your eyes again, and I'll cut your neck, and I'll see if you can be resurrected?"
Such an unscrupulous shot really hurt the friendship between colleagues, but everyone thought carefully about the person in front of them who said that he was angry and cut people and cut people seemed to be no real colleague!
Indeed, this in itself is here to help.
No one dared to let the old man reach out anymore, Crossbones and Black Widow each led a team, and Killian was injured and left on deck to support.
Killian was really so angry that his face was so red that he couldn't stop it from his red clothes, the red light coming out of his body, and through the suit and shirt, through the vest, he could directly see the red light emitted by the ribs.
Under this intense light. That broken arm actually grew out like this.
It's good, it's powerful.
Scarface is about to lose her breath because he has been bullied by Sith Yang very badly.
With the first thought that he had been modified and become stronger, he should have a chance to take revenge after that, and at least he should have a chance to try.
But now? The brutal truth gave them a big mouth, telling them that even the strongest of you could be easily cut off by him, and that his arm couldn't even react.
Even if you can recover your own body, then he can continue to cut as he pleases.
The only ones left on deck were Cillian Scarface and Sisjan, who were literally divided into two rather opposing factions.
As a civilian hero in the good neighborhood, what Sisyan hates most is these scum who can wantonly destroy public facilities, because he can feel the change of temperature to the Force, so he can clearly feel that those people below are wreaking.
It's obviously a good ship, it's obviously a group of weak enemies, but they have to use this kind of fuse to break the iron gate. Isn't this just to make the final recovery work of the ship more difficult.
How good it is to be like him.
A lightsaber with the tip pointing down.
Poof, below deck.
Just such an enemy, an enemy was named by him, and the two squads that were filmed were not even as efficient as her.
That's the ability, that's the gap.