"If that's what you're capable of, it's no wonder you're only a reserve member." Simon relieved the combat effectiveness of the two with three strokes and five divisions, the lunge was slightly stepped, the left fist was slightly ahead of the right fist, there was no standard posture in the army fighting, it was more of a personal experience, how to win with one move, there was no fancy. Simon's index finger bulged by one point, and if he hit the key point well, a punch would be enough to take down a strong man.

The long night fog is illuminated by the neon signs of the Glatheam Tavern, but unfortunately this is the M area, which belongs to Hydra's territory, and no form of sexual pastime is provided here.

"Ho ho~" The scarred man who had just been slapped by Simon's coat sleeve and his eyeballs staggered to his feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his ink-colored trench coat was dripping from falling into the water. "If you don't have a brush, what's worth remembering."

After all, the remaining four people scattered around Simon's four corners, the situation is still not good, since they know who Simon is, it is naturally impossible to kill him in front of the tavern, but the partner of the shapeshifter is beaten into a pig's head, how will he react when his face is dark? That's what Simon had in mind.

See, once enlightened, people are always able to adapt very quickly.

"So." Simon gave a perfunctory reply, while shrinking into the corner as much as possible, so as to reduce his attack surface, no one to take care of his back for a long time, then sooner or later two fists will be defeated by four hands. "Whoever commands you, speak up, and I will spare you."

The four of them laughed out loud in unison, and the hooked nose with a deformed sarcoma on the neck smiled and said, "If you are willing to honestly kneel down and lick and hang you, you can consider only smashing half of your face tonight." "Let's just straighten up obscenely." Lao Tzu loves a little white face like you. ”

"You mean you don't have to talk about it?" Simon gently pushed down his sunglasses, he had low-light vision and no impact problems. He couldn't continue to retreat, and if he retreated, he would be attacked 100% on the flanks, and he couldn't defend the flanks, which was the first step in the disintegration of the defense.

"Take the money to do things." The scar man said. "It's like you're you, and people are going to be ducks."

Simon now hates people saying that he eats soft rice.

So the ranger's face was gloomy as water, and a kind of blue danced behind his sunglasses, the blue of the vector nozzle tail flame of the global fighter, and the irritable blue. He tries to be a big-picture person, but there is always someone who will take any opportunity. "Then you will find that the money you get is not enough for your medical expenses."

"The essence of gambling is ......" The back of the scarred man's hand flashed a dangerous matte light, and he was quietly close. It's bold! ”

Simon's figure shifted instantly, but instead of dodging, he went straight forward! He strode violently, and the belt flew out with a "brush", how could the dagger in his sleeve compare to a long whip? "Smack!" Another bang! The Hydra belt buckle blew the scarred man's left eye, and this time it's not like a sleeve! It's all about pumping the attacker upside down!

"I said it!" Since the sword and soldiers met, Simon no longer had to keep his hand, and at the same time as the belt was withdrawn, he knelt down and slid a few feet, narrowly avoiding the slinger of the besiegers behind him, and the Daredevil's flesh and blood gave Simon extraordinary flexibility, he jumped unbelievably reflexively, grabbed the belt buckle in his palm, and threw his hand back, forcing one person to have to take the move.

This is a false trick.

Simon flipped his hand and slashed,

Grabbed the tail of the belt, pulled and pulled, and immediately took advantage of the moment when the attacker who held the other end of the belt subconsciously clenched and quickly approached, and when the two were close to less than one position, Simon raised his knee and hit his crotch bone, and the person in front of him immediately turned purple, and his mouth opened silently, obviously it was the end of the matter. Simon hugged the man's neck with both hands, used as a meat shield, and took several knives for Simon.

Simon's offensive karma is also over, in the multi-person siege, he can't last too long with an obviously empty door fighting style of play, Simon repeatedly raised his arms to block, protecting his head, and the result is that his arms are stabbed and the flesh is blurred. When the bowstring was pressed to the lowest, Simon immediately grabbed a flaw, first kicked a person over, and then hit a stick on the back of the head, Simon held on and pulled backhand, and then face to face, hitting each other's foreheads, thereby widening the distance.

"Are you sure you want to continue?" Simon didn't mind the flesh wound too much, even if he saw the most miserable one, he picked up the ASP stick that had rolled off the side, and glanced at the place next to the grip where the inscription was obviously worn off, Hydra was on a lethal mission, otherwise it would be too much to use, and the whistle would either rely on a silencer gun, a military dagger, or a psychic assault. These pre-war alloy telescopic sticks were the standard weapon of the Steel City security forces. It seems that Simon is not a few.

"I'll take down one more, and the last one, I'll use a dagger." Simon said calmly. The two opponents began to waver, and at the moment of timidity in their eyes, Simon immediately shot out, throwing his stick and raising his hand, and after the opponent flicked the stick, he was greeted by military boots with steel palms.

"Bang!" Two dull thuds rang out at the same time, the first with a stick on Simon's back, and the second with Simon stomping off the penultimate man's left ankle. Simon slowly stood up, and the next blow of the stick knocked his sunglasses off, revealing his increasingly indifferent eyes.

"I told you so." The tungsten steel dagger could not hold blood droplets. One palm is cut off in unison.

Simon raised his kick and kicked the last enemy in the jaw, the man was finally about to escape, Simon smiled, and after his right hand was bent over his shoulder, the tungsten dagger hit the fleeer in the back of the heart with a perfect parabola.

Piercing.

"Everyone, lie down for Lao Tzu! Don't move! Let me find out that someone has run away! I'm going to look for you all over Hydra! I can do it! Simon said coldly, he stepped into the shallow puddle where the spring rain had completely evaporated a few days ago, and his military boots "snapped".

"Don't forget! I'm Simon Hayes! My partner is Adolfina Morfin! Remember! "Sewage overflowed the soles of military boots. The Hydra mutants were so tenacious that they were pierced through the back of their hearts by a tungsten dagger, and the last escapee was still struggling to crawl.

"I said it." Without hesitation, Simon stomped on the back of the man's head, watching as his face was dipped in puddles and the little blisters with blood foam fading away. "I told you so." He retrieved the dagger.

This group of people is not qualified to make Simon turn on AATS.

When Simon returned to the door of the tavern, there was only one of the five people lying on the ground, the scarred man who had been struck by Simon's sleeve and belt buckle in the first place. "Unfortunately, you're going to come with me tonight." Simon hurried to catch up and knocked down the idiot who was struggling to walk away with a punch.

"Papapa~" monotonous

The applause rang out, Simon looked sideways, under the neon sign of the tavern, Vivien, the cat-eared lady, silently watched this thrilling battle with a mug, few people knew that her real identity was the cat-eared lady of Hydra's caretaker, and raised her glass and said, "I didn't see anything." ”

"Thank you." Simon said sincerely, he has read the Hydra regulations many times, and one of them is that it is not recommended to fight among internal members, it is "Disagree", "Not suggested", not "Forbid", although the top level acquiesces to the fight, but there is really a member, even if the reserve member dies, it is very shameless, right?

Adolfina just left the tavern early, and after a few hours of leaving Simon, someone had no scruples about trying to give Simon a dismissal. Adolfina had long said that he was her weakness, and that Hydra was never a good place.

"Come, I have some gifts for you." Simon grabbed the scarred man's collar, and the long street was dark with no pedestrians and no street lights. He directly pressed the tungsten steel saber against the side of this person's face, and it was cold to the touch. "Who is the one who commanded you?"

Five seconds later. In the midst of the pig-killing howl, Simon picked out an eyeball, an arm that stood up, and continued to ask, "Who is the one who instructed you?" ”

"Ted! It's Ted! General Ted Bertrand! "The scarred man finally can't stand it, Hydra certainly has a potion to regenerate the severed limbs, but how can such a sky-high price be possessed by a little person like him who has not even passed the bloodline task over the years, and has a backlog?

"Your name, your ability, the name of the person who came with you, you say one less, and I will cut off one of your fingers." Rather a familiar name, Ted Bertrand, Simon seems to have heard it vaguely mentioned in the tavern.

"I ...... My name is Greif, and my ability is to explore the martial arts domain, and the people I am with are Marcus, Bao, Ahab, Marcel, Skinner, ......"

"Well, well, who Bertrand is, his intentions." Simon casually cut off a piece of Greif's fabric, plugged the blood hole, and gradually deepened the strength of his wrist, controlling it to the point where he could strangle the other party at any time and barely speak.

Greif stammered and explained, but a few points went back and forth, Ted Bertrand's former crusaders in Harrisburg had recently defected to Hydra, and they had been hired for the sole purpose of beating Simon to the point of paralysis, preferably with the lower half of his body.

"Thanks for the cooperation." Simon threw Greif away, thought for a moment, and walked back and kicked the crotch at the same cheek.

"Go back and tell your master! It's not too late! ”

The apartment building next to the apartment of the Hydra reserve members is the residence of the Hydra members, and although each official member is automatically given a room, few people live in it, so when Simon slowly ascends the stairs, Adolfina who is guarding the staircase also sees him.

"I came back late, did you see some pretty little girl in Gletham?" The red-haired girl teased as usual, as if the unhappy part of the afternoon did not exist.

Simon picked up Adolfina by the waist, and the fine handmade carpet in the hallway sucked up the sound of sonorous military boots. "Do you want me to be an honest person, or a hypocrite?"

"Good question." The red-haired girl who was lying comfortably in her arms blinked her unusually bright snake eyes and replied, "You opened your mind faster than I thought." ”

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