Chapter 167: Fury's Death

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Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, bullets carrying a powerful impact pierced the wall of Rogers' apartment, killing the two of them.

The moment Rogers sensed the danger, he subconsciously raised his shield to block.

Immediately, he toppled the couch down and hid behind it with Fury, dodging the incoming bullets.

Fury's eyes flashed with solemnity: "They're coming." ”

Rogers understood what Fury meant.

There is no doubt that the enemy they are facing this time is the cancer left over from World War II.

Hydra!

Rogers' face was a little ugly, then he thought about it, raised his shield and rushed out of the room.

He slammed the first enemy in front of him into the wall, smashing a hole in the wall of his apartment.

At this time, Rogers relaxed slightly, exhaled a breath, and then released a cold light in his eyes, staring at the other enemies.

The heavily armed, masked enemies raised their guns at Rogers, trying to beat him to a sieve.

Rogers sensed the arrival of danger, and his face changed slightly.

Although his body has been strengthened by medicine, he cannot resist the impact of bullets.

Bang bang bang!

At the moment when danger appeared in his heart, the enemy would not deliberately wait for him to react, and directly pulled the trigger.

Whoosh!

The sharp bullet the size of a peanut flew away like an arrow from a string, instantly slicing through the air and causing the sound of breaking the air endlessly.

There were bullets in all directions, and Rogers had no choice but to shrink his body and suddenly squat down to dodge this series of bullet attacks.

Immediately, while crouching, he approached the enemy not far away, and although his movements looked strange, he was very fast.

Bang bang!

He kicked out and broke one of the legs of the enemy on the opposite side, and then he shrank behind his shield and looked for an opportunity to run into the corner to avoid the attack.

He had time to get up.

The enemy looked at each other.

In the face of such a counterattack, they can only admit that Captain America is powerful and worthy of the name.

However, they have weapons in their hands, so they will never let Rogers escape from their encirclement.

That's how confident they are as top killers.

And in the midst of the enemy, a figure who seemed to be the leader, suddenly made a gesture.

He told his companions to keep an eye on Rogers, and he stepped back to find another target.

In fact, they had only one goal in mind.

It's just that I never thought that this target would hide in the home of Captain America Rogers.

This is an unpredictable thing.

The leader ripped off his mask.

That rather handsome face was Brock Longlom.

This is an acquaintance of Fury's.

"Fury, today is your time of death."

Ronlom arrives at Fury's location.

Bang bang bang!

Fury is engaged in a shootout with a group of enemies.

From the first moment of Romloam's arrival, Fury was aware of him and aimed at him.

Lonlom had expected it, and with a move of his footsteps, he successfully dodged the bullet attack.

The next moment, Longlom seized the gap where Fury was dodging the bullet and rushed forward, his fists clenched into fists.

His movements at this time were like a cheetah pounced, and he looked extremely fierce.

Bang!

Caught off guard, Fury is knocked back by a punch and the weapon in his hand falls to the ground.

Ronlom and Fury appear in their field of vision at the same time, and the killers stop shooting and stay where they are.

They believe that Lonlom has what it takes to deal with Fury, so there's no problem not firing.

However, fearing that something would go wrong, they had to watch Fury get killed by Lonlom with their own eyes.

When Fury saw this scene, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

He has never been underestimated.

Those who dared to underestimate him are now either changing their attitudes or going to hell to seek repentance.

Even though he was injured now, he believed that Lonlom could not help himself.

Fury punches Langlom hard.

Bang!

Both sides took a few steps back at the same time.

The next moment, they stepped under their feet, and they all flew out, came to each other's side, and punched and kicked out again.

Bang bang bang!

The clash of flesh is extremely intense.

Both of them invariably ignored the heat weapon and chose to fight each other with their bare hands.

They all have full confidence in themselves.

……

Whoosh!

Bullets kept flying.

Rogers was a little helpless.

He couldn't rush at the enemy in this barrage of bullets.

In this way, there is a great danger to life.

Rogers frowned.

Even if he had a shield to help, he could only block his upper body, and there was no way to stop the enemy from shooting at his lower body.

That's the problem.

A solemn look appeared in Rogers' eyes.

He thought of Fury, who was wounded.

He knew very well that the target of these people was not him, Captain America, but Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. at all.

If Fury were left alone to fight these enemies, how long would Fury be able to hold out?

Don't forget, Fury is just an ordinary person. Although he is an excellent agent, after all, he does not have the same extraordinary combat power as himself and others.

Such Fury, in the face of crowd tactics, in the case of injuries, will definitely die.

"Damn it!"

Rogers let out a low snort.

He understood that he could no longer continue to dodge, but should take the initiative.

He turned abruptly and with a wave of his hand, he threw out the star-striped shield that he regarded as a treasure.

Sou!

The shield turned into a dart and slammed into the enemy, and a few more bounces off the wall, hitting another enemy.

Bang bang bang!

Nearly all enemies were hit by shields.

"It worked!"

Seeing this, Rogers looked overjoyed.

He hurriedly flew out of the room, grabbed the shield that was constantly ricocheting into the space, quickly killed the remaining enemies, and then rushed in the direction of Fury.

……

"Ahem."

Fury, who was battling against Rumrum, suddenly coughed a few times, and his movements followed.

The battle-hardened Langlom certainly won't let go of such an opportunity.

Suddenly, he took out a switchblade from his cuff and aimed it at Fury's heart, which was a stabbing blow.

Laugh at!

Blood is spurring.

Fury's eyes widened as he stared at Lonlom with a shocked expression.

Perhaps, he never thought that he would die in this place.

Lonlom sneered, did not respond, but beckoned, and said, "Mission accomplished, let's go." ”

He knew very well that if he didn't leave, he was afraid that they wouldn't be able to leave when Rogers freed his hand.

So, when Rogers showed up, he saw such a scene.

Fury lay on the ground, blood flowing into a river.

Rumlome's side face flickered in Rogers' eyes.

Immediately, Lonlome and his companions fled Rogers' apartment.