Cairo.

Accompanied by a dense crowd of locusts, fireballs fell from the sky and made a pampa explosion.

Somewhere on the second floor of a hostel, somewhere.

Standing by the window, Coulson's expression became more solemn, the city was in chaos, the crowd fled in all directions, the narrow streets were jammed with cars, and horns and screams echoed through the city.

The bustling city is under attack, fires and smoke are rising all over the city, and the notes of chaos echo in everyone's ears.

Stomp ......

Cairo's troops were in a state of great force trying to maintain order, but they behaved helplessly like children, and their advanced fighters streaked through the sky, and before they could find the enemy, they were smashed into the air by a fireball.

Peng!

Black smoke rose and fighters fell from a height.

The burst of fire illuminated the pale and bloodless face of the army commander, his lips trembled, and he hung up the phone with bloodshot eyes, and orders from above warned him that the whole army... Evacuate!

"Cairo, abandoned ......"

Putting down the binoculars and looking in the direction in which the troops were moving, Natasha's words made the atmosphere in the room heavy.

"In the face of natural disasters, the power of human beings is extremely small, but I still hope that they can take more responsibility!"

Leaning against the wall and wiping the gun, Yan Shuangying's expression was extremely cold, he turned his head to look at Steven and asked.

"You just said that Arthur Harrow did not resurrect Amit, but released a certain sealed 'evil' when he was in Hamnata."

"So... What exactly is that 'evil'? ”

"Uh... To be precise, it was the moon god Kong Su who said it. Pursing his lips, Steven explained.

"There are many pharaohs buried in the tower of Hamna, but the one that Arthur let out is clearly not, the moon god Khonsu told me... The other party is likely to be a great sacrifice! ”

"High priest?" For some reason, this title reminded Coulson of those mages.

"Yes, his powers are quite evil and smell of blasphemy!"

These were all things that Khonsu told him, and Steven didn't have the skills to know them.

Katsa.

Bullets are loaded.

Yan Shuangying suddenly put the muzzle of the gun against the head of a bald old man, and asked in a condensed voice.

"Like this?"

Swish! Swish!

Their faces changed, and Coulson and Natasha raised their guns in unison, aiming them in the man's direction.

"Walter?"

Taking two steps back, Steven was shocked, he didn't even notice when there was an extra person in the room, no... It's two!

"Hehe... You think you can handle me with this little toy? ”

With his chest bare, the bald Yin Morton disdained the abnormality, and the newly acquired little brother Arthur behind him stood up very doggedly and aimed a pistol in the direction of Yan Shuangying.

"Put down your gun for me!"

Without even looking at Arthur, Yan Shuangying stared at Yin Morton.

"You're... Who? ”

"I don't like your attitude, and I hate it even more when someone puts a burning stick on my head without permission."

Wearing a covering cloth and carrying his hands behind his back, Yin Morton behaved extremely casually, not paying attention to the firearm at all, he glanced around the room indifferently, and said with a very old taste.

"Arthur, kill him."

Kaka!

Pull the trigger, Arthur did, but his pistol weirdly ... No bullets were fired.

He didn't give up and pulled the trigger continuously, but the bullet was Fake's extremely unscientific can't get out!

Arthur: "......"

[Mood from Arthur Harrow +1747]

Embarrassed, he secretly glanced at Yin Morton and found that the other party was also looking at him, and the corners of his narrowed eyes brought heavy pressure.

Not good!

With a sinking heart, Arthur hurriedly dropped the useless pistol to the ground, and then happily took out another spare one.

"Do you trust your own gun like that? You might as well try to pull the trigger, maybe the gun won't go off? ”

Raising his hand to stop Coulson and Natasha's movements, Yan Shuangying finally stopped ignoring Arthur, and he turned his head to look at the gun in his hand.

"But one thing you should know, I have a principle, I will kill the person who shoots at me, even if he doesn't have a bullet in the gun."

What nonsense are you talking about?

The last one I admit was malfunctioning, but you know how low the odds are that two pistols will malfunction at the same time?

Holding his hands on his chest, Yin Morton raised his chin slightly, signaling him to stop talking nonsense and hurry up.

Arthur sneered and immediately pulled the trigger.

Kaka.

Kaka, kaka.

"Fack!

”

What the hell!

No matter how you pull the trigger, not a single bullet will come out!

This time, let alone him, even Coulson and Natasha were surprised.

[Mood from Arthur Harrow +1749]

[Sentiment from Phil Coulson: +1766]

[Mood from Natasha Manlomanov +1766]

[Sentiment from Steven Grant +1766]

[Sentiment from Mark Speeck: +1766]

"Remember, don't put a gun to my head in the future, and don't threaten me again."

Pulling out another pistol from his arms, the black body reflected the cold light, Yan Shuangying flicked the trigger and shot a bullet at Arthur's head.

Bite~

The spun bullet stopped 3 centimeters in front of Arthur, a cloud of gravel blocking its path.

"My dog doesn't need to be disciplined."

Extremely pretending to spit out a sentence, Yin Morton's brain instantly had three more blood holes.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The gunshot rang out later, and several pairs of eyes were placed on Yin Morton's body.

His posture didn't change, and his eyes were full of indifference.

Ding Ding Ding ~

Three yellow-orange-orange bullets squeezed out of the bullet holes and fell limply to the ground.

[Sentiment from Phil Coulson: +1779]

[Mood from Natasha Manlomanov +1778]

Zeng—

A black shadow swooped forward, and Natasha's hands and feet slammed against the wall, like a black female leopard grabbing Yin Morton's neck fiercely.

Since firearm attacks don't work, let's try to control the opponent in hand-to-hand combat.

"I can't help myself!"

Leaving a taunt, several clouds of yellow sand shot at Natasha at high speed.

These flying yellow sand are similar to the style of ancient Egyptian spears and swords, once they are shot into the human body, they will bring terrifying lethality, Arthur on the side mockingly watched this scene, he didn't feel that anyone could hide.

But the next moment, he was stupid.

Bang bang......

The sharp gunfire blew up the eardrums, Yan Shuangying's hands trembled wildly, and bullets shot on the yellow sand in the shape of guns and swords.

The yellow sand was redirected in the air by the impact of the bullets, and it could only pass Natasha's side regrettably.

[Mood from Arthur Harrow +1755]

“？！”

Yin Morton didn't expect someone's marksmanship to be so good, he didn't have time to react at all, and Natasha was close to his body, and the jiu-jitsu from Brazil was used on his body in an instant, crushing him to the ground.

Winter ——!