Chapter 128: Manchester Night
Clint was on the side wall of a church outside the banquet hall, took off the buckle on his waist, pressed the button, and the whole person was pulled by a steel wire, and quickly rose towards the roof.
In the entire banquet hall, a large number of military and police have appeared, completely sealing off the entire area.
"In the direction of the roof, send a helicopter to search......"
"Second team, outflanking from Arthur's Avenue......"
Chaos and panic are the best cover.
An assassination, Jordani and Natasha in the chaotic crowd, have not been discovered for the time being, but it is Clint outside the banquet hall who is the first to be discovered.
Manchester City is the ancient capital of the United Kingdom, and it is not too big in itself, and there are not too many high-rise buildings.
This time at the Manchester United Champions Cup banquet, there were a large number of police patrolling outside at any time, and Clint did not expect that these military police from Manchester City would come so quickly.
In the rapid rush on the roof, Clint was full of unhappiness, and pressed the headset and said, "Jovovich, you bastard, this is just a decapitation operation, F. . . K, now you've made it a terrorist act. ā
Shootings and bombings are two very different cases.
The former is a premeditated assassination at best, while the latter has too many definite scopes.
In addition to the members of the Manchester United team, more than a third of the guests in the entire banquet hall were British elites, as well as a large number of celebrities, celebrities, and models.
Jordani's six small melons rolled down, and even if there was no real bomb lethality, it could have been directly constituted as a terrorist bombing.
In the chaotic crowd, Natasha also looked sorry and said: "Yes, the concussion bomb will hurt people's heads, eyes, and ears, and C. Ronaldo and Xiaobei don't know if they are injured or not, and whether it will affect their future performance." ā
āF.. kļ¼ Clint roared through the headset, "Dogs and males, you don't have a good end." ā
Following the flow of people, Jordani and Natasha had already arrived at the gate of the courtyard outside the banquet hall.
A large number of military police and security guards, each of whom carried weapons with large firepower, carried a kind of scanning machine, compared the information base, and compared every crowd of people who walked towards the door.
The footsteps of the two stopped, Natasha's face was slightly gloomy, and she said, "We seem to be in trouble." ā
Jordani glanced at the situation at the door, raised his eyebrows, and said, "No, the trouble is still not too big now." ā
After finishing speaking, I saw that in the chaotic crowd, Jordani turned around and raised his hand, there were magic patterns flickering slightly on the white wedding dress, and a silver bullet was slashed across a distance of 100 meters with an arc, and it landed on a bodyguard in the hall with great accuracy.
Roar!
In an instant, the damage of the light attribute exploded, and the security who was hit roared angrily, and the layers of scale armor ripped through the clothes, and the purple demon tail and black demon horns grew rapidly.
"Despicable human magician, die!"
A demon that can disguise himself in human form, even in hell, is no longer cannon fodder, it is the kind of middle-to-lower demon that already has a name and bloodline inheritance.
He may not be much more powerful than cannon fodder among demons, but he already has wisdom and is able to use some simple magic.
At this moment, the demon's disguise was broken by the light attribute magic damage of the silver bullet, and the demon roared, instantly locking on Jordani in the crowd.
In Jordan's hand, on the white wedding dress, the magic pattern receded, like falling rose petals.
Such a magical aura, among the countless crowds, was enough to lock the demon at a glance.
Thundered!
The demon rose wildly, but in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a monster that was three meters tall, with four feet and two hands, like a fierce beast.
"Hey, officer, help us, there's a monster rushing at you."
The demon sprinted 100 meters, and when he fired that shot, Jordani wrapped Natasha and had already come to the door, his face was full of panic and fear, and he pointed in the direction of the banquet hall.
At this time, the monster had just finished transforming.
A large number of people rushed out of the gate in the chaos, while the other military and police, who could no longer care about anything else, ran behind the vehicles at the door, and a large number of firearms were aimed at the direction of the door.
Rumble!
Huge iron gates and railings scattered all over the ground, and the demon rushed into a circle of police cars like a war beast.
"Shoot, shoot!"
A roar with a broken sound could be heard in the distance, accompanied by a dense burst of gunfire, and a large number of bullets converged into a torrential rain, blocking the demon in the doorway.
"It worked out great! This time Nick Fury's excuse is much easier to find, and he will thank us. ā
From afar, Jordani looked at the gate, the sound of fierce firefights kept coming, and there were a large number of people in the press circles, almost desperately rushing to the front, frantically taking pictures, videos, and even live broadcasts.
Manchester United Champions Cup banquet, a large number of celebrities gathered.
This kind of thing itself is easy to provoke a large number of sports news, entertainment news and other reporters to wait, and the current explosive monster incident has completely detonated the scene.
As Jordani said, this kind of thing is far more exciting than the assassination of Langley Abu Dhabi.
Nick Fury will also have a lot easier when he wraps up the assassination of Jordani and others.
Instead, Natasha laughed, "I think Director Fury will be even more reluctant to see the current situation." ā
The main responsibility of S.H.I.E.L.D. is to deal with global anomalies and supernatural phenomena, compared to an assassination case, this kind of demon is directly reported, Nick Fury wants to suppress it, I am afraid that I don't know how many resources to use, how many brain cells have died to make up stories.
Jordani glanced at the chaos behind him, turned his head and said, "Whatever, I couldn't do it in the car just now, Natasha, we still have a long night to go!" ā
Natasha winked at her and thought for a moment, "What about Clint?" ā
Jordani said with a serious face: "Clint, who is Crint?" ā
Natasha also laughed heartily and said, "Who cares! ā
In the middle of the night, on the outskirts of Manchester, under the illumination of a helicopter, Clint rode a motorcycle, frantically fleeing through the streets and wilderness.
Listening to the voice coming from the headphones, Clint yelled, "F.. K, dogs and males, you must not die well! ā
It was a sleepless night in Manchester.
And not only that, but all over Europe, in London, Paris, Berlin, Venice, Vienna, etc., big or small, battles were going on almost everywhere.
This is the final decisive battle between S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Sky Eye Organization for more than half a year, after all the intelligence has been gathered, and the undead and Hydra.