Coulson in the distance was stunned, and he didn't understand what this one meant.

But when he came back to his senses, Coulson still picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and said, "Bank. Lanroester, you are surrounded, and you will be taken at once. ”

Bank shouted into the walkie-talkie on the small field vehicle outside the door, "Who are you?" Come with a different professional, or let your director come and talk to me in person. ”

These words perfectly returned Nick's contempt, but Coulson didn't know about this stalk, he was stunned, this hasn't started talking yet, how do you know that I'm not professional?

Coulson said, "Bank. Lanloster, you have no escape, and if you choose to tie down and free the hostages now, I can guarantee your safety, but if you choose to continue to resist or act in a way that hurts the hostages...... Several sniper rifles, and Hellfire missiles, have locked down your shop. ”

"I advise you to give up your foolish resistance before you make a big mistake, I can reserve your right to appeal, think of your parents, even if they see you in the spirit of heaven, ......"

"I'm rubbing! Aren't you afraid that I'll reward this little man with a gun? I warn you, if you dare to use surface-to-air missiles, I will deprive you of your right to equality, political freedom, and the right to appeal, @#¥%, and most importantly, I cannot guarantee your personal safety! You've figured it out! ”

Hearing Coulson say that there were already several air-to-ground missiles locked on his small shop, Bank's eyes were red, and he directly interrupted Coulson's words, this small shop is his only family background, where his hard work is, what else is left after that hellfire?

Hearing Bank's inexplicable speech, Coulson was stunned again.

Shorty?

That probably refers to Agent Natasha, but are you really okay to say this, thinking of Black Widow's expression at this moment, the corners of Coulson's eyebrows couldn't help twitching.

Moreover...... I'm a good talker among agents, and I reserve the right to appeal and ensure your personal safety, but what did you just say? What are you going to deprive me of?

Coulson looked back at the hideous Stryker tanks and the squads of heavily armed special operators.

You haven't realized it yet, you're the one who is surrounded!

Coulson barely understood why the director would tell himself before he went to work that he didn't have to show mercy to this terrorist, and he shouldn't take any gentle measures against him.

But the dutiful Coulson still said, "Lanloster, I advise you to recognize the current situation and be cautious in your words and deeds, and your next speech will allow me to decide whether to take extreme measures directly against you." ”

Coulson's words are clear, that is, is there anything to talk about? If you still can't recognize the situation in front of you, even if you have hostages, then I can only use planes and artillery on you.

Banker was very angry in the store, but after looking around at the house, he was still very worried about his small shop.

If it really starts, even if it is not directly on the missile, those heavy machine guns will be swept away, and his hard work in the past few years will be in vain.

The widow sister seemed to see Bank's scruples, and stepped forward and said, "Mr. Bank, you have also seen that the current situation is very unfavorable to you, even if you and your clerk escape in the end, then your small shop will be ruined." ”

"Give it up, I vouch with my personality, if you are arrested, I can guarantee your personal safety, before you are released from prison, this small shop will definitely be under your property rights, again, this is not official words, after all, you have not caused any big consequences so far."

In addition to calling me the dwarf and Nick Fury's one-eyed dragon, maybe I've been with Bank for a long time, and this thought flashed in the widow's heart.

"! You little man, if my shop is ruined, then I'll give you a gun......" Bank, thinking that he didn't have a gun, added, "I'm going to nail you and that bastard outside to the Statue of Liberty!" ”

The widow sister was helpless and was about to continue to speak, but she saw Banker suddenly turn her head and stare at her neck, and that gaze made people hairy.

So far, the widow sister would not still think that at this time, Bank was still thinking about her body, she took half a step back, and said, "Mr. Banker, don't be obsessed with it until now...... Uh~~"

Without waiting for the widow sister to finish speaking, Banker directly dragged the widow sister, his eyes were bloodshot, and two hideous fangs grew out and bit on the widow's neck.

Coulson, who was outside, listened to the faint voice on the communicator, and he thought the two terrorists were discussing.

However, when he heard the walkie-talkie, he still didn't reply for a long time, and somehow, Coulson's heart flashed a hint of badness.

He raised his hand and motioned for a team of special operators to organize an attack.

But just when a special combat team armed to the teeth marched in a special cross formation, carrying the equipment to break the door, and was about to attack.

Suddenly...... The door of the target shop opened one.

I saw a huge Shar Pei dog, thrown (actually kicked) out, rolled on the ground twice, and looked at them with a cute face.

Banker's voice came from inside the store, "Try not to kill." ”

Banker is considering that after showing his muscles, he has room to maneuver with S.H.I.E.L.D., after all, he doesn't want to abandon his current life and wander the world.

"But if it's my hand...... What should I do if my claws slip? Colberrow asked.

Banker kicked the limp widow into a corner in the store, wiped her lips, and picked up a totem pole...... Well, this one is a bit expensive, pick up a talisman like Colberrow smashed it over, and said loudly, "Why is there so much nonsense!" Anyway, the welfare of the families of martyrs in the United States is high enough! ”

Bank, who was in the process of bloodline evolution, was a little irritable, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Just what I want."

Colberros's dog face was very hideous, and he walked towards the group of confused special operators with small steps.

Just as Colberrose was about to approach the special operators, Coulson suddenly remembered the director's explanation and shouted, "Shoot!" Shoot! Kill all the creatures that come out of that little shop! ”

Although they were a little puzzled by the orders of the patriarch, the special operators reacted quickly and threw a small wave of metal frenzy on Colberrose.

However, to everyone's shock, after at least two hundred shots, the Shar Pei did not fall to the ground, but ran towards them faster and faster.

At this time, the snipers on all floors upstairs also reacted, and various types of large-caliber bullets hit Colberros one after another.

Colberrow withstood all the firepower, and his body gradually swelled as he ran, and the large-caliber bullets that irritated his pain also made his dog's head even more hideous.

When he ran in front of the pioneer special team, in the horrified eyes of everyone, it had already changed into a hideous dog head more than five meters tall, with brown hair mixed with dark yellow flames, and three mouths with liquid lava flowing from the corners of their mouths.

It's like a beast from hell!

This scene also made all the combatants react, firing at Colberros with full firepower, and the machine guns on the armored car sprayed piercing tongues of fire.

Colberrows' two heads were slightly buried in their heads, and they moved forward against the fire of machine guns, and with a flick of one head, they directly knocked a team of special combat personnel in front of him into a wall five meters away, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The only remaining special combat soldier looked at his brothers, and in the blink of an eye, the whole army was wiped out, as a well-trained and affectionate combatant, it was naturally an angry choice......

Saya fled.

Just kidding, he's a special service, not a death squad, how high do you want American GIs to die?