It's approaching midnight, the pier.

The nimble and swift black shadow rushed from the block to the dock area, followed by a series of gunshots that resounded through the sky. Gunfire flickered in the darkness, bullets trailing trails, but all of them swept past the shadows.

The black shadow sped away, zigzag along a strangely curved trajectory. He jumped lightly onto the top of the dock containers, and he leaped lightly forward from top to top of container after container. The rain of bullets splashed loudly and piercingly on the container, but it never hurt the agile shadow in the slightest.

In the dense barrage, a sharp sound as if the air had been penetrated abruptly cut out. The shadow seemed to realize something, and its moving body suddenly froze, and then it stopped castration and jumped up on the spot. He did a perfect backflip, and a rocket staggered through his back in the nick of time.

The shadow avoided it, but the container under him was not so lucky. The shell of the container was torn to pieces in the violent explosion of the rocket, and flames flew from the center of the explosion with hot pieces of iron.

The shadow was swept away by the impact, tossed high into the air by the flames, and then slammed back to the ground. He struggled on the ground for a while, until a group of soldiers in black combat uniforms quickly caught up with him and formed an encirclement to trap him in the middle.

"This is Sky Sword Special Operations Team C-03, the target has been surrounded, but it is not yet incapacitated, and reinforcements may be needed...... Complete! ”

The shadow was enclosed in the middle by a black hole in the muzzle, and the illuminated beams on the barrel shone in unison. The pale light illuminated a figure wrapped in armor, thin and short, but covered in armor like scales, a thin iron-black shell clinging to his skin, reflecting a cold light in the lamp.

However, the target does not have a helmet or face shield. He slowly raised his head, and the bright light made him squint his eyes involuntarily. It was a delicate and pale young face, with dirty and messy black hair, and a little childishness on his face. But those eyes were distinctly those of a beast, irrational, full of instinctive anger.

"Fire!"

The guns rang out in unison, and all the muzzles of the guns spat out long fireworks in unison, and the bullets instantly intertwined into a storm of steel and swept towards the boy. But the boy moved one step ahead. He jumped to his feet, soared into the air, and flew into a dense rain of bullets. He showed physical toughness that would make even the best gymnasts ashamed, and approached the soldiers with impossible maneuvers and agility.

He raised his hands, and the tips of his ten fingers popped out blades as sharp as snow. His hands rose and fell, and five cold rays of light tore through the protection of the bulletproof fibers, blood splattered, and a soldier fell in response.

He moved too fast, his body was so ghostly that bullets couldn't touch his body. He shuttled freely around the Heavenly Sword agents, and every time his sharp claws fell, one of the agents' blood splattered on the spot. His metal claws were also incredibly sharp, and an agent subconsciously tried to use his gun to resist when he rushed in front of him with a fierce force, but the steel claws easily grabbed the barrel of his gun into several pieces with a "clang" sound, and the cold blade slit his throat the next moment.

The boy was unstoppable, fighting his way through the bloody path until a silver-white metal palm firmly caught his fiercely grasped wrist.

It's the Winter Soldier.

The Winter Soldier's mechanical arm grabbed the boy's wrist, and his right foot rose sharply, kicking the black scale armor on the boy's abdomen. The black shadow was kicked backwards like an arrow, but a backflip fell back to the ground. He fell to the ground on all fours, hunched to the ground, and looked up at the Winter Soldier's eyes as if he was about to shoot a cold throwing knife.

The Winter Soldier pulled out his SIC Sauer P266 pistol without saying a word, and the semi-automatic pistol poured out tongues of fire loudly. The super soldier's physicality allows him to ignore recoil interferences, and his keen observation and dynamic vision give him terrifying accuracy.

But his opponent clearly has a knack for dodging bullets. The boy exerted his strength on all fours, his body bouncing up, whirling around to avoid the trajectory, like a swordfish sprinting in the water.

He dodged four shots in a row, and with a single claw, the barrel of the P226 in the Winter Soldier's hand had been cut in two. The young man did not give up, and the second grabbed straight throat. The Winter Soldier swiped his palm away and swept back the opponent's door with a swinging fist.

Although the black-scaled boy didn't seem to have any martial arts skills, he reacted extremely quickly and had a strange strength, jumping up and down and being extremely difficult to catch. The Winter Soldier is a fighting master who is proficient in a number of martial arts stunts, with rich experience in close combat, coupled with his own physique beyond ordinary people and the assistance of the mechanical arm, it is difficult to fight the boy for a while.

The two reinforcements fought fiercely back and forth on the dock, and the high-paced fists and feet almost turned into an afterimage. The others retreated to the side early to remain on standby, and they didn't look like they could help in this kind of battle anyway.

After more than thirty rounds of fighting, the boy caught the gap in the moment when the Winter Soldier punched out, and a short body slipped through his armpit. His fingers spread, his sharp claws popped out, and he grabbed the opponent's waist and abdomen. This moment came very fast, and the winter soldier saw that he couldn't avoid it, so he simply changed his move, his left leg was lifted quickly, and the leg with all his strength was pumped towards the opponent's body close to the ground.

The cold, sharp claw blades sliced through the protective fibers, and blood beads flew through the flesh. But the Winter Soldier's full leg also hit the boy's body, and the huge leg force caused the thin body to fly high.

But the boy's balance was also quite amazing. He was kicked off the ground and flew up, and unbelievably spun in the air in the direction of the force, regaining his balance and unloading his strength, and landed firmly on all fours back to the ground.

Agile and ruthless, with a physical fitness and reflexes far beyond the limits of the human body, even if he fought only on instinct, this boy was undoubtedly one of the most formidable opponents the Winter Soldier had ever faced.

It would have been a long time to catch him – if it weren't for the timely arrival of new recruits.

The crimson impact roared like an arrow-like torrent, and slammed into the boy before he could gain a foothold. The emaciated black shadow was helplessly knocked away in the red wave, slamming into a red shipping container at over forty yards per hour, the metal casing sinking deep into the impact.

A girl in a red wallet and black stockings stood on top of a container a few meters away, her magic lingering like a flame, her long dark red hair undulating like waves.

Scarlet Witch.

She tugged her hands back in the air, and through her magical energy, she tore the steel plate into the boy's body from the container. Chaos magic kneaded and deformed the steel plate, curling it up like a rope that bound the boy to the center. The boy struggled as hard as he could, and the nails and steel plates on his body squeezed violently, making a "clattering" sound.

The Winter Soldier flicked his arm, and the dart struck the boy in the exposed neck. The sedative quickly entered the blood circulation along the veins in his neck, and the boy soon fell asleep in a deep sleep.

Wanda breathed a long sigh of relief, and the chaos magic gradually faded. The young man's body fell to the ground wrapped in a layer of iron sheet, and the agents on call around him quickly stepped forward to clean up and deal with it.

"This kid has a lot of strength." Wanda walked over to the Winter Soldier with her arms crossed, trying to find a conversation with her "new colleague", "That's a terrible job, isn't it?" ”

The Winter Soldier glanced at her. Wanda subconsciously took a step back, and she found that the tall man's eyes were like those of a falcon searching for prey, which made people very uncomfortable.

The Winter Soldier withdrew his gaze, but ignored her, gathered his gear and walked away silently.

"Well, no thanks." Wanda muttered to herself at his back, "So I'm going to have to work with this weirdo in the future, which is great." ”

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