A group of trumpets of abomination combined, although not as powerful as the real abomination, but the degree of difficulty is still excessive.

The really disgusting thing about abhorrence has never been how powerful it is.

In these years, nothing can compare with scientific and technological products, not to mention all kinds of black technology weapons, a nuclear bomb, basically an unsolvable existence.

For example, the disgusting thing about beings like abomination is their defense.

Small arms don't work, big weapons can't.

To deal with this type of existence, the most suitable weapons are laser weapons, energy weapons, Gaussian weapons and other miniaturized and high-precision damage.

It's a pity that every weapon in this category is immature.

The white wedding dress on Jordani's hand, in a sense, is more similar to a magic weapon, and the increase in power is accompanied by the increase in Jordani's strength.

You can't kill with a single shot, you have to attack continuously and accurately with multiple shots to be able to deal enough damage to these guys.

A trumpet abomination is not difficult to kill, but a dozen or so trumpet abomination sieges have put Jordani in a rhythm of stalemate with it.

Float bombs!

With a single shot, he fixed the abomination of a trumpet who rushed towards him.

Just as Jordani was about to shoot his skull open with a few shots in a row, two or three trumpeters who hated life and death had already rushed to Jordan's left and right sides.

Knee hit, roundhouse kick.

Powerful force kicked the two trumpets away like a bottom-up warhammer.

Before Jordani could catch his breath, three or four trumpets rushed towards Jordan like crazy, without even any tricks and skills, just hard and hard pounces.

A Hellfire bullet exploded, and the shockwave blocked the trumpet abominations, and Jordan shook his hand, and the bullet cut a graceful arc through the void, bypassing several trumpet abominations, ready to kill Naskind on the spot.

It's a pity that Na Deepe's side, almost anytime and anywhere, there are two trumpet abominations guarding them, and they pounce directly and block the arc-shaped bullet with their bodies.

A glass of wine is just a recipe for it.

Jordan hated these more than a dozen trumpets, and at least more than a dozen back and forth.

In the huge living room, Jordan's legs swayed like wheels, like a tomahawk that cut through thorns, and like a Galen ship that broke through the waves, kicking out one trumpet abomination after another.

In Jordani's hands, the white wedding dress did not pause for a minute or a second, and powerful bullets poured out like a rain curtain.

That is, the white wedding dress is made of vibranium, otherwise, this high-intensity energy explosion would have melted the barrel and shattered the body of the gun.

Roaming Gunslinger, after all, is still a two-gun combat class.

If you can use two guns in your hands, your instantaneous attack power can be increased by at least two times, and your combat power alone will be increased by more than several times.

For the first time since activating his death power, Jordani is looking forward to his trip to Asgard in a few months.

If nothing else, the promise of Odin to build a weapon for himself was enough to make Jordani happy.

And at this time, the stalemate in the living room also made Naszent impatient.

"It seems that you can be extremely valued by the great Hydra leader, and there is something surprising about it, but I'm in a hurry, it's time to go to the Pentagon to receive the presidential succession ceremony, and when the great Hydra plan succeeds, I have time to concoct you!"

Sentt got up, looked at his watch, and walked out of the manor, surrounded by two trumpets in disgust.

From a distance, Jordani could clearly see that when Narst walked to the gate of the manor, a black limousine just appeared, and in the open door, a bald man with glasses greeted Narspint onto the car.

Sit Weir is a very death-fearing Hydra member of S.H.I.E.L.D., and Jordan is very impressed with him.

However, at this time, Jordani, dragged by a large group of trumpet haters, could only watch as Nasit Weir smiled at him, and then pressed the switch of a remote control in the direction of the manor.

Then, in the manor, there was a continuous sound of precision brackets, and the steel barriers began to close.

In just three or five seconds, the main hall of the entire manor was quickly wrapped in steel, becoming a completely closed space, and even above the head, there was a steel sky to seal it.

Snort!

At this moment, dense small holes opened on the floor and walls of the entire room, and billowing white mist spread from them.

At the same time, the luxurious LCD TV in the room was also turned on.

On the TV screen, the faces of Ssmart and Sit Weir in the car are shown, with a standard villain-like grin.

"Mr. Jovovich, this is a high-intensity anesthetic poison gas specially prepared for you, a drop of venom can stun thousands of strong men after it is infected and turned into smoke......

Bang bang!

Without waiting for Sit Weil on the TV screen to finish speaking, Jordani directly raised his hand and directly exploded the monitoring equipment in the room.

At the same time, in the hall of Planted Manor, the more than a dozen trumpet abominations, surrounded by the strong anesthetic gas, quickly became dizzy, and both strength and agility began to decrease rapidly.

Jordani had already taken refuge in the corner of the fireplace in the living room, hiding from the narcotic gases that had not yet fully spread.

If you really fight with these more than a dozen trumpet abominations, it's really hard to get out.

Looking at the poisonous gas that filled the room, Jordani couldn't help but sneer, and with a wave of his hand, he took out the black armor that Tony had given him from the backpack space.

The armor produced by Tony is basically smashed out of money.

The internal circulation diversion system, even when there is an urgent need to urinate, can be directly solved in the armor, and the function of sealing the armor and supplying oxygen internally is needless to say.

By the time Jordani put on his armor, the white fog in the room had completely spread.

The more than a dozen trumpets were disgusted, and they were the first to be directly turned over by this domineering narcotic poisonous gas, and they lay on the ground one by one, returning to their original strong man form.

Jordani showed no mercy to these biochemical warriors, and the guns were deadly, killing them all on the spot.

These biochemical transformation soldiers have been completely destroyed and their minds are basically no different from simple killing tools, if they are not completely eliminated at this time, they will fall into the hands of others in the future, and they don't know what kind of moths will be made.

However, this kill, on the contrary, allowed Jordani to make some additional discoveries.

In the skull of a strong man whose head was pierced, along with the flow of blood, there was actually a broken microchip, from which it was revealed.

"Jarvis's trumpet, scan these things and see what the hell this is?"

"Sir, this is a broken electronic component!"

"Shet, thank you so much, can't I see what this electronic component is used for, I mean, what are these electronic components used for?"

"Sir, there is a 74% chance that it is used for signal reception, there is a ......"

Jordani directly interrupted Jarvis's words and began to turn around and destroy the steel box that had sealed all sides.

In fact, in Jordani's armor, it is not the real Jarvis, but a weak artificial intelligence backed up from Jarvis.

It is said that after being instigated by Jordan last time, Jarvis returned to Tony's house and began to think about the meaning of soul and freedom, which caused Tony a lot of trouble.

It was after that time that Tony never let the real Jarvis serve Jordan again.

At the same time, head to one of the wide avenues of the Pentagon.

In a luxurious black car, Ssmart and Sitt Weil were drinking champagne and talking with smiles on their faces.

"Sir, I don't know, among your constituents, are there any interesting people?"

"Haha, it's just a bunch of stupid people, if you want to talk about special voters, there is also one, 23 years old, with a hot body......"

Bang!

Just as Speart showed a nostalgic and obscene expression, there was a loud noise on the roof of the black car, and then the roof sunroof broke.

The armor on Jordan's head quickly faded, and with a sneer, he looked at the two people in the car and said, "Hey, what are you talking about, I seem to have heard something very interesting." ”

Bang!

Just as Jordani finished speaking, Seat Weir in the car secretly shot out, and it hit Jordan's eyebrows with great accuracy.

But it's a pity that this bullet can't even do basic skin breaking on Jordani's body.

The look on Jordani's face became more and more cold, and he turned over and pulled the door on that side violently, and the entire door was torn off by Jordani.

It was only then that Jordani got out of the roof of the car and turned into the car.

Looking at the trembling two, Jordan grabbed Seat Weir by the collar and held him up in the air, driving at high speed, the sound of the hunting wind shook the skin on his face.

"No, don't kill me, I'll say anything......"

Outside the car door, Sit Weir was frightened by this sudden attack, and he lost all the sharpness and toughness of his previous rapid counterattack.

Jordani ignored Nasit Weir's words, continued to look at Nasent, and said, "Councilor Sent, are you surprised to meet again?" Not surprised? ”

Compared to the calmness and arrogance when he was under the protection of Trumpet Abomination, Snent's face turned pale instantly, and there were large beads of sweat oozing from his head.

Looking at the exquisite revolver in Jordani's hand, Szent stiffly smiled: "Mr. Jovovich, in the manor, that was not my intention, I was just forced by Hydra, they captured my daughter, I am also a victim, I am willing to testify in court, I can identify the crime of Hydra......"