Faced with this scene that was enough to scare ordinary people to the ground, it did not cause any surprise to these Hydra agents. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ。

Regarding the Red Mask's ability, these four people already know something from a series of reports by Kim Ji. In the face of this great enemy, who has already sabotaged many of the organization's operations, these agents naturally do not take it lightly.

They pointed their guns at Peter behind the layers of debris floating in the air, and opened fire without hesitation. The concentrated fire of three submachine guns, a shotgun and two pistols was enough to beat a man into a pulp.

However, the hard gap between the strengths cannot be bridged by a little caution. Aided by Peter's predictions for the future, several metal artifacts blocked the bullets' tracks, intercepting them almost perfectly.

However, what Peter controlled was still too flimsy, and the splinters of wood and steel plates might be able to stop small-caliber bullets and shrapnel from shotguns, but it was useless against more powerful bullets. And the iron-armed man's pistol was undoubtedly capable of doing that.

Two bullets with a caliber of 12.7 mm seemed to be slicing cream and easily cut through Peter's thin layer of defense, but he had expected this.

Inhale, grasp the hilt, and pull the knife abruptly. The long knife snatched from the silver warrior swung out like a silver light, and the blade, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, sliced through the two bullets without any resistance. At the same time, Peter's wrist flicked and the fragment of the warhead that had been split in two was deflected.

"Let's go!"

Realizing that the enemy in front of him was more difficult than he had imagined, Rumlow immediately gave the order to retreat again. After all, what is said in the information is still not as good as what you see with your own eyes. Red Mask's ability still surprised them, they didn't expect this guy to have the ability to confront multiple guns head-on. In their understanding, if it was a head-to-head duel, about five or six well-trained special forces should be able to subdue the opponent.

It's a pity that their message is half a year late.

"I'll tell you, I can actually attack from a distance."

Peter took two steps forward and inserted the knife back into its scabbard. His fingers moved slightly, and more than a dozen pieces of wood flew towards the four with a screeching sound that tore through the air. The agents who didn't know the details immediately rushed to the side, but they knew about the existence of mutants, and they also knew a little about the power of these guys.

However, these little things are not as lethal as they think.

If he didn't want to exhaust his mental power all at once, the power of Peter's mental power was probably only a few points stronger than his own physical strength. These flying 'hidden weapons' may be able to cause a lot of damage if they hit the human body directly, and they are a little helpless against the body armor on their bodies. Except for one guy who accidentally hung a color on his face, everyone else was unscathed.

However, Peter's goal had been achieved, and he took advantage of this gap to sprint forward a few steps in succession, pulling him within six meters of the enemies. Within this distance, his ability to control his telekinesis has been greatly improved, and some small means have been upgraded to the power that can determine the outcome of a battle. For example...

Disarm all enemies.

Almost at the same time, all the guns in the hands of the four men exploded, and the barrels that had not completely cooled down burst open under the force that erupted inside, turning these deadly weapons into a mass of scrap metal. Before they could recover from the shock, Peter rushed up to a man who hadn't gotten up and kicked him.

This kick that was accelerated by the Force hit the opponent's lower abdomen hard, and the big man, who weighed more than eighty kilograms after adding equipment, was kicked into the air by this kick, and his body smashed into the wall more than five meters away. Before Peter could make any more moves, Rumlow on the side had already let out a low roar and pounced on Peter.

Dodging the blow sideways, Peter immediately countered with two punches, but Rumlow had already raised his upper arm to block it, allowing both punches to smash into the armguard. Peter bent down quickly, just in time to dodge a quick straight punch from Rumlow, while his own punch slammed into the stomach.

Rumlow's face turned pale and he staggered back two steps. He retched, and though he didn't vomit anything, the smell of blood still came from within.

Even though the body armor had blocked most of the blow force, a subtle but extremely destructive force still entered his body, making the internal organs in his abdomen cramp and even having some difficulty breathing. Peter moved his fingers, and a table leg behind Rumlow flew up and smashed into the back of his head. And Peter had already stepped forward, and punched the opponent in the chest and swung it hard.

"Woo buzz!"

A subtle but still shrill engine sound came from behind Peter, and the mechanical arm accelerated at this moment, slamming into the back of Peter's heart with a violent wind. Peter's body, on the other hand, strangely rushed forward thirty or forty centimeters, making the punch miss. Peter turned his punch into an elbow and slammed it into Rumlow's chest.

However, Rumlow's physical toughness was unexpectedly strong, and after receiving two heavy blows from Peter in a row, he was still standing steadily, showing no signs of losing consciousness.

Although his movements had slowed down noticeably, he fought back. His arms quickly folded and he tried to hold Peter. Peter shrank and slipped out of the bear's hug. At some point, an extra saber appeared in Rumlow's hand, slashing at Peter's face, and the blow was easily slapped away by Peter.

At this time, the piercing buzzing sound suddenly intensified, and the attack of the iron-armed man had already attacked from Peter's back. A tingling sensation on his scalp suddenly welled up, and Peter subconsciously threw himself directly to the left, and a second before he was about to hit the floor, his body suddenly stopped unscientifically in mid-air. He reached out and grabbed a chair in front of him, and then his whole body twisted in midair, and his left leg swept quickly towards the head of the iron-armed man.

missed, the other party's movements were surprisingly fast, as if he had been hiding his strength just now. He turned his head to dodge the whip leg, and the machine's left arm struck out quickly, targeting Peter's vital point.

Or rather, the crux of every man.

"Hey, there's a hooligan here!"

Cutting off children at a young age was naturally not what Peter wanted, and in the midst of the fuss, he put his hands on the ground and turned forward with a heel that was estimated to score a perfect score in gymnastics. In mid-air, a flashbang flew into Peter's hand under the pull of the Force.

And before he could throw it, another thing that looked very similar to it had already been thrown out by the man with the iron arm, and it landed right under him.

"it!"