Bullseye Log –

I've been following that particular group of superheroes for some time, and it's worth pondering that I haven't found the target of their trip yet, and it looks like they're wandering aimlessly.

Originally, I thought that these heroes would behave in a more flamboyant way, like my old friends, but surprisingly, they seemed to be very careful, which made me firm in their long-term plans.

I can't be sure whose identities these people are, and their strength is not easy to judge, but the fact that they have the eyes of the observer in their hands is a signal in itself that they are ready to counterattack the Red Skull.

To my surprise, I had a bit of a mistake in my previous judgment, and they didn't have four, but three.

But that's where the excitement comes in, isn't it?

This means that their potential is better, and it also means that they are more powerful, and I tremble with excitement at the thought of their expressions when they were killed by me.

Five days ago, I followed them to a small village.

It was a very backward place, a corner that the Red Skull could not control, and they were like ants forgotten by superior beings, and they could only survive in a remote and isolated country.

Maybe they're not much different from the other ants, but they're so backward that they don't even know me, I'm a marshal under the new order!

At least before.

I kindly tried to ask them if any strangers had passed by at last, and a little girl entertained me, and I noticed her brother, who was seriously ill, and the spring water she had brought out of the poison.

It was a special poison made by the Rattlesnakes, and it reminded me of the old days when I dealt with them in Hell's Kitchen, but I haven't heard of them since that fight, so I guess they're dead.

If it weren't for the relics I met here, I really couldn't remember them for a while.

These stupid ants have not been in contact with the outside world for many years, and they are very hostile to me, and likewise, they are reluctant to say what I want to know, but it doesn't matter, I am very patient.

After I dealt with most of them, I finally got what I wanted.

There are three people I tracked, and they are no different from normal people, two men and one woman, all of whom are young people in appearance, and I can't tell how much useful information there is in this intelligence.

Because it's very likely that these people will split up before they come here, I'm confident that I didn't find any superfluous traces when I followed them, but I can't rule out the possibility that one of them could fly.

Useful intelligence is not enough, just for now.

Again they deviated from the course.

I'm not surprised by that, because they've done it many times along the way, like headless flies, and I don't know what their goal is, but I don't think I'm exposed.

They weren't trying to get rid of me, they were just lost.

They had strayed from the main road again, and this time the situation was even more outrageous, and they plunged headlong into the mountains, and I became more and more curious about what they wanted to do.

Aha, pest, I should have thought of that.

They're superheroes, they're the embodiment of justice, that's it, that's the answer.

I saw the carcass of the beast, it looked like it had been drained of blood, or something, and I had a vague idea of magic, especially after Red Skull burned almost all of his witchcraft books and magical products.

I have to wonder if there are vampires among them, I remember those filthy brutes were our allies back then, but that was before, and now they are nothing more than a pack of wild dogs who dare to come out at night to feed.

In fact, my judgment was a bit wrong, and I carefully examined the cave where the pest lived, and in the deepest part I saw a very clear fist print, and it was not surprising that it was the palm of a girl's hand.

Huge destructive power, which makes people shine.

Same strength as Jennifer, but I know it's not her, it's getting interesting, I've never been told that the Hulks have lost a population before, maybe it's a new product.

While I don't have any actual evidence, I assume that they must have had contact with the old shitch Hawkeye, who came from the Eyeball Man, not far from Hammer City.

A day ago, my informant sent me interesting information about a horrific murder in Murder Paradise.

The victim's name was Eric Yoston, also known as Atlas, I knew his identity, it was a soldier under Baron Zemo, a member of the Thunder Secret Service, his death was not what I expected, and Hawkeye finally went down this path.

If none of these new Avengers were found, I would have put Hawkeye on my list, but for now, he'll have to wait a bit.

I have reason to suspect that there may be some kind of connection between the two of them, after all, Hawkeye has been silent for more than forty years, and Baron Zemo claims to have destroyed him, and if he is really alive, then there is no reason for him to choose to strike at this time.

Maybe it's for the sake of these young heroes? I'm not sure, but I think it's highly probable.

If the actions of these heroes are exposed, then the criminals of the whole world will not let them go, and this is the best delicacy that they have not tasted in decades.

'Less meat, more wolves'.

I'm not going to tell anyone what's going on here, skeletons or Doom, they're all old, just like me, they planned that horrific battle, but the result of the battle was to drag us all into the abyss, and now, I'm not going to follow their old path.

This is my prey, mine alone, and I will not allow anyone else to get their hands on 'them', not even the Red Skull.

I can sense that someone is following me, and their technology is great.

But for me, it's still too rusty

Write this.

The pen in Bullseye's hand suddenly stopped, the corners of his mouth hooked a dangerous arc, and the next moment, he waved his hand violently and threw the pen in his hand directly.

The pen flew through the air at such a speed that one could only see a tiny black shadow disappear in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, the pen plunged into the bushes and nailed to a woman's eye.

"If Red Skull really wants to send someone to kill me, then he should find some real masters, not half-people like you."

Bullseye sneered and put the notebook into his coat and stood up gracefully.

"You really shouldn't bother me when I'm at my most pleasant, and, if you want to fight me, your grandfather Hunter Claven doesn't deserve it"