Chapter Seventy-One: Hawkeye vs Wojin, the chase in the jungle
The cars came slowly, and at a distance of more than 20 meters from him, the driver of the first sedan suddenly stepped on the accelerator.
Buzz –
The engine roared, the wheels rolled extremely high, and with a wild momentum, it rolled up a cloud of smoke and dust and slammed into Wojin fiercely.
Holding his chest, Wo Jin's eyelids pressed down, colliding with the malice in the driver's eyes through the windshield of the window.
"Oh? There are still some means. ”
With a slight compliment, he didn't move, and when the car was less than 30 centimeters, he blatantly leaned over and pressed down quickly.
Knock –
The thick palms slapped heavily on the front of the car like a 10,000-pound Buddha, the front of the car slammed downward, Peng Peng exploded twice, and the two wheels at the bottom couldn't bear the pressure and exploded.
The rear of the car lifted up at high speed with inertia, like a spring attached to pressure, tumbling over the overhead.
...... Rumble!!
The explosion of the car rolled up billowing smoke, and Wojin didn't look behind him, and slowly straightened up with a sense of oppression that enveloped the audience.
His eyes were scarlet, and his cold gaze fell on the remaining three cars, and the furious killing intent roared endlessly in all directions.
"Tony Stark, get out!"
Stomp ......
Fifteen meters away, men in black with guns jumped out of the car one after another, they nervously hid behind the car, carefully poked out the body of the gun, mixed with indignation and fear at the nest is a burst of fire.
Bang bang!!
The bullets came out of the chamber, like a rainstorm pear blossom, and shot densely at Wojin with strong kinetic energy, but they were blocked by the mental qi on the surface of the body and bounced to the ground one by one.
When the gunfire died down and the crowd was terrified, Wojin roared and rushed towards the enemy.
"Dead ——!"
The door didn't even get in the slightest, but he tore it and grabbed it in his hand.
In the face of such a monster, the formation of the black-clothed people present was in chaos, and they could only dodge and shoot in a panic.
But Wojin waved the car door and slapped these agents dressed as black-clothed bodyguards to death on the ground one by one.
"Hmph, isn't Tony Stark here either? Sure enough, they're all minions, and it's too boring to fight! ”
Standing in the middle of a corpse, clutching the last agent's head with one hand, Wojin was very disdainful.
The agent struggled to fire, but Wojin gritted the bullet with his teeth, mocking.
"Waste, it's too weak!"
"Monsters, monsters......"
He trembled and didn't say anything, but he was brutally blasted in the head by Wo Jin's one-handed force.
Syllable.
The blood stuck to his face, and Wojin licked it subconsciously, and immediately frowned and spit it out.
"Phew... The blood of the minions is so unpalatable! ”
Shout!
An arrow shot silently from the dense forest on the side of the road, and at the moment when Wojin had no time to let down his guard and release his thoughts, it could cut through his face, leaving a trail of blood on the right side of his face.
Blood flowed from the wound on his face, and Wo Jin was stunned for a moment and smiled.
"Hahahaha... Finally a weighty character! ”
The timing of the opponent's shot was too good, especially the arrow, which could easily cut through his flesh, which was absolutely extraordinary!
He laughed as he lunged in the direction of the arrow.
Two more arrows were shot at his body one after another, but they were blocked by Nian Qi, Wo Jin sneered, stepped on the ground, stepped on a deep pit, and jumped up.
"Hey, archer, that's what you're capable of?"
As if in response to his taunt, two RPG rockets spewed furious flames and slammed into him from the other side of the forest.
Rumble! Rumble!
The air waves were rolling, the flames were rising, and the two agents who fired the rockets were already happy when they saw the two rockets hit the target, and they never believed that any human beings could survive the rockets.
"He's dead!"
But Hawkeye Clint Barton's heart was beating wildly, and some kind of ominous premonition was growing stronger and stronger.
Wait a minute... Does that guy ......
"Hmph... Rocket? This level of power can't kill me! ”
There was a cold snort of disdain from the flames, and then a loud bang, and the violent air flow passed through like a hurricane, blowing away the fire and black smoke in front of him in a single breath.
“......”
The two agents were holding bazookas, their mouths open like 2 roosters choked by the neck, and they looked sluggish and speechless!
[Mood +763 from Clint Barton]
"......" Barton's eyelids jumped in shock, and he immediately shifted his position.
Baring his teeth, Wojin's killing intent became even more violent, and he jumped into the forest, rushing at high speed in the direction where the rocket was coming.
It didn't take long for two screams to come from the forest, and his clothes were stained with a large patch of blood, like a demon cannibal chasing in the direction of Patton with red eyes.
Stomp ......
Jungle is Barton's home turf.
He studied with swordsmen and sharpshooters, and was so talented that he was awarded the titles of "Hawkeye" and "World's Best Sniper" as a child.
Both eyes had undergone experimental eye surgery from the government, which strengthened the muscles around his eyes, giving him extraordinary farsightedness.
At the same time, his rods were also increased, making Barton's visual accuracy far beyond ordinary people, and the reduction of cones allowed his eyes to adapt to the interference of various external light on vision.
Whether it's sunlight, darkness or fog, he can see it clearly!
Hmmm-
Turning over a thick dead tree, Barton twisted his waist in the air and spun back, his eyes were calm, his arms were extremely steady, and he didn't even reach a second of action to take arrows, take arrows, draw bows, and shoot a series of actions, and accurately blocked Wojin's body.
Bang!
was shot with an arrow, and although Wojin was not harmed, his body couldn't help but be stunned, and his speed couldn't help but drop.
He has a strong physique, 2.58 meters tall, and his fighting style has always been straightforward, which is fine in open areas, but in a place with a complex environment such as dense forests, his speed is greatly limited.
"Archer, you eggless coward, you don't dare to stop and fight with Lao Tzu?!"
He tried to distract Barton with words, but Barton completely ignored his taunts and hurried in a certain direction with his head shut.
"Cut ......"
Seeing that the other party was not fooled, Wo Jin scolded secretly, and could only use his strength to slap away the blocked tree trunk and accelerate towards Barton.
Stomp and tread.
In the dense forest, the two of them ran farther and farther one after the other......
......
Stark Industrial Building, 5:37 p.m.
Obadiah Office.
"Bastard, what the hell is going on with those subordinates? Don't even call me now? ”
As early as 20 minutes ago, he inexplicably lost contact with the younger brothers he was dispatched, and there was no way to get the news of the scene.
With a sip of red wine, Obadiah walked around the room irritably.
It was difficult to sit still for a while, and I couldn't help but open the blinds and glance downstairs.
Just this glance immediately shocked Obadiah Steinier's heart.
I saw a group of guys dressed in black, who were guarding downstairs at some point.
Others got out of several black cars and were led by a man with thinning hair and rushed into the building.
Bell bell bell ~
On the desk, the landline phone rang suddenly.
Obadiah took a step back in fright, staring at the phone, grunting nervously with an ominous premonition.