The two lights at the door of the room lit up, and then the metal door was pushed open from the outside, and Schmidt, who was holding the Cosmic Cube in his right hand, walked into the room without saying a word.

Behind him, the guards at the door immediately closed the metal door.

Just a few steps forward, Schmidt suddenly felt something wrong under his feet, as if he had stepped on some viscous liquid.

Suddenly stopped and looked down, through the light of the door, he saw what the liquid under his feet was, it was blood that had not yet coagulated!

The sound of mechanical friction then sounded from the metal door behind him, and soon there was a crisp metal crash. Of course he remembered what the voice meant, which meant that the door behind him was locked!

With no expression to be seen on the red devilish face, Schmidt turned and looked indifferently at the man in front of the door, dressed in strange black clothes and covered by a black mask.

And, like garbage, two corpses piled up in the corner!

"Americans, or British?" Schmidt stared at Ye Qianhu and asked coldly.

"Neither." Ye Qianhu said lightly, reaching out and pressing a switch at the door, so that most of the lights in the room were lit up.

"You're the first outsider to break into this base," Schmidt said slowly, "and you're beautifully dressed, and when I kill you, I'll consider it as Hydra's new uniform, and you should be honored for it." ”

"You are still really confident", Ye Qianhu glanced at the Cosmic Rubik's Cube in Schmidt's hand and said, "Put the Cosmic Rubik's Cube down, I think if we break it, we will all be very distressed." ”

"So your purpose is it." Schmidt sneered, his eyes fixed on Ye Qianhu and retreated to the edge of a table behind him, and put the Cosmic Rubik's Cube in his hand on it.

"It's not just it, I've always heard of the prestige of the red skull, so I really want to see it with my own eyes", Ye Qianhu walked towards Schmidt, looking at his face that was really no different from the red skull, and a playful voice came from behind the mask, "Now I finally see it, sure enough, it's really ugly." ”

The way he is now a ghost or a ghost has always been the last thing Schmidt wants to mention, otherwise, he would not have worn a mask that imitated his original face in ordinary times!

"Look for death!"

The moment Schmidt put the Cosmic Cube on the table with his left hand, he quickly pulled out the pistol on his waist with his right hand and pointed it at Ye Qianhu.

A sneer was drawn on the face behind the mask, there was no need to use any special abilities at all, Ye Qianhu's body suddenly accelerated, and almost at the same time as Schmidt pulled out his pistol, Ye Qianhu had already come to Schmidt's approach, and kicked Schmidt on the right hand that Schmidt wanted to raise like lightning.

"Smack!"

The sound of impact sounded, and the pistol in Schmidt's right hand was kicked out by Ye Qianhu before it could play a role.

"So fast!" Schmidt was shocked in his heart, when Ye Qianhu kicked over, he didn't even have time to react, he only felt a pain in his right hand, and then the pistol had already come out of his hand.

But now was not the time for him to be shocked, after kicking his pistol away, Ye Qianhu's right foot fell back to the ground, almost without any interval, and his left foot lightning kicked towards his waist.

At the same time, both hands used force to block Ye Qianhu's kicked left foot, and the next moment to block the attack, Schmidt smashed his fist towards Ye Qianhu's face.

Ye Qianhu did not dodge or dodge, waved his hand and slapped Schmidt's wrist from the side, causing his fist to deviate from his body, and at the same time, his foot kicked Schmidt's leg again with force.

The crook of the leg was kicked, Schmidt's body couldn't help but sink a little, and then he saw that Ye Qianhu's elbow had smashed towards his face, and he hurriedly wrapped his left arm in front of him to block Ye Qianhu's elbow blow.

The sinking body stood up quickly like a compressed spring, and the fist of his right hand was smashing into Ye Qianhu's side ribs, but it was still avoided by Ye Qianhu once again taking a step back.

For Ye Qianhu, this is not the time to train Steve Rogers, and he has to take care not to leave him seriously injured, so even if it seems that the shot is already very ruthless, he still keeps his hands everywhere. This time, he is simply here to beat people!

Schmidt's strength, it should be said that it is very strong, is also injected with super soldier serum, although the imperfect version makes him unrecognizable, but it must not be otherwise, the serum also gives him the strength to almost reach the limit of human beings. And compared to Steve Rogers, Schmidt, who has experienced many real battles, is at least stronger in terms of battle awareness, because he has no scruples!

However, this level is still not enough compared to the current Ye Qianhu!

Another punch came towards Ye Qianhu, but Schmidt didn't realize it at all, and in just a dozen moves, his battle mode had already been mastered by Ye Qianhu.

Reaching out and grabbing Schmidt's wrist and pressing down, his body suddenly twisted Schmidt's grasped wrist as he missed Schmidt's side, and in the blink of an eye, he had already pressed his right arm against his own back.

Lifting his foot from behind and kicking Schmidt's leg, the pain from the twisting of his arm to his back, coupled with the kick in the crook of the leg, caused Schmidt's right leg to fall to his knees with a thud.

Unexpectedly, he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, Ye Qianhu pinched Schmidt's right wrist and pushed it forward to let go of the other party, sneered and left his back, and said, "Aren't you a god who claims to be a hydra, then tell me, why are you kneeling on the ground now?" ”

Schmidt stared at Ye Qianhu hatefully, and said coldly: "You have also been injected with serum!" ”

"If I say that I have been injected, will it make you feel better", Ye Qianhu stopped and looked down at Schmidt who was kneeling on one knee, "It's a pity, no." ”

"Erskine, traitor!"

Schmidt didn't believe Ye Qianhu's answer at all, he didn't believe at all that a person could defeat himself without injecting the super soldier serum, and whispered through gritted teeth, Schmidt got up suddenly, like a crazy lone wolf pounced on Ye Qianhu.

Seeing Schmidt rushing over, but his seemingly intimidating momentum only disappointed Ye Qianhu, and the red skull was nothing more than that.

In the blink of an eye, Schmidt's attack had arrived, and the battle that had been interrupted broke out again.

With half-truths and half-truths, Schmidt's attacks became more and more crazy, so much so that many times he didn't pay attention to Ye Qianhu's attacks at all, but just kept attacking and attacking, as if he wanted to tear Ye Qianhu apart to stop his crazy state at this time.

On the other hand, Ye Qianhu, compared with Schmidt at this time, is simply the other extreme, calm and restrained, will not waste his strength at all, keenly captures Schmidt's every loophole, and then attacks in the most effective way.

However, this seemingly calm and restrained attack fell on Schmidt's senses, but it was as impenetrable as mercury pouring, and the increasing pain in his body finally calmed him down.

However, whether it's crazy or calm, for this fight, there is really no difference at all.

The successive blows fell on Schmidt's body continuously, and when Schmidt retreated again and again because of a series of heavy blows, Ye Qianhu kicked Schmidt's side face with a high whip leg.

The heavy force of the two Schmidt's already staggered bodies slammed sideways to the ground, until the body slammed heavily on the ground, a roaring mind, and finally felt the hot pain on his face in hindsight.

However, the pain in his body was far less than the humiliation brought to him by failure. Schmidt endured the severe pain almost everywhere in his body, and propped his hands on the ground to try to stand up, but the sudden pain from the dislocated right arm made his body almost hit the ground again.

"Schmidt, Red Skull", Ye Qianhu looked down at the leader of the Hydra on the ground and sneered: "But that's it. ”

Schmidt froze for a moment, and turned his head to look at Ye Qianhu, but what he saw was Ye Qianhu raising his foot and kicking it in his face.

"Peng!"

This time, there was no chance to block at all, and with a muffled sound, Schmidt's body that had just been propped up a little fell back to the ground, and he fainted deeply.