Druid in Marvel

Chapter 271 Crossbones

Al stood on the beach of Stark Manor, with his hands behind his back, looking like a peerless master. .

A vibranium flying sword 50 centimeters long and 5 centimeters wide was suspended above Al's head.

Stark operated a flying saucer launcher on the side, continuously launching flying discs, and asked Al to operate the flying sword to shoot the flying discs.

Seeing three flying discs in the sky, Al whistled softly, and the silver-white flying sword rushed toward the flying discs like a hound after receiving an order. Break three Frisbees into pieces in the air.

Stark watched irritably as Al whistled triumphantly, controlling the flying sword to hover around him, and said loudly: "Can you put away your damn whistle? It's just an activation command, issued during a fight. Is the whistle cool?”

Al whistled frivolously at Stark, and the silver flying sword flew into his hand like a bird returning to its nest.

Sighing proudly, Al said: "Very handsome, don't you think this flying sword really matches my temperament? Haha!

When I have time, I will give her a powerful talisman combination, haha!

Do you know what a real peerless master is like? "

As he spoke, Al stroked the silver flying sword with a complex star map engraved in his hand with a sinister look on his face, and said in a deep voice in Chinese, "Natural ghosts and gods lurk, don't waste your bullets when nothing happens! From now on, you call me "Dongfeng" "Okay! Haha!"

Stark looked at the crazy Al helplessly. He thought this thing was a fun toy. If I hadn't used vibranium to make a sword body for him, it might even be a 12.7mm heavy machine gun in terms of power.

Feijian also takes advantage of being concealed, fast and easy to operate. In face-to-face combat, there is no such thing as a "famine" tomahawk!

Not wanting to deal with Al's lunacy, Stark controlled the flying saucer launcher and fired five flying saucers in a row as if to vent his anger.

Al raised his eyebrows at Stark, whistled, and the Dongfeng Sword shot out quickly, knocking down the flying discs one by one and smashing them into pieces.

Al found that although his marksmanship was average, he was very good at controlling flying swords. Could it be that he was a poor cultivator and just went to the wrong set?

Stark was the kind of guy who couldn't stand others showing off. He raised his finger at the proud Al and turned back to the manor.

Stark decided to build that thing for himself. Although the brainwave transmitter and receiver were temporarily unavailable, it was not difficult for him to build an unmanned flying sword with a built-in computer and camera. The pupils were locked and the heat was Is sense tracking and radar tracking difficult? From now on, the Mark series will come standard with two flying swords!

Al was very satisfied with Stark's anger. It was not a good thing for a person to always dwell on the past. You have to find something to do for yourself to divert your attention. You don’t like those big shots, so you won’t socialize anymore?

Al ignored Stark and played at the beach for a while. It was very interesting. This flying sword really satisfied Al in all aspects. It would not be a big deal if it was less powerful!

The power of the flying sword has never been what Al is pursuing. As long as he needs it, he can give the flying sword a "breath of death". It may not be possible to destroy New York with one blow, but it can kill a few with a level 20 "poison nova" with one sword. The people on the block must have no problem, not to mention there are other more powerful gadgets to choose from.

It's really too much to use that kind of thing to kill someone. At this stage, precision and speed are what Al needs. He didn't have these two things in the past, but now he has them!

At this stage, just take a few talismans and it will be enough. When needed, you can take down the talisman language. There are cheats so willful!

After finishing his meal, Al went to Stark's laboratory, but Stark, who was in a bad mood, didn't let him in.

Al pointed at the monitor indifferently, turned around and drove his car to the restaurant. If you drive fast, you might be able to make dinner in time!

By the time Al arrived at the restaurant from Stark's manor, it was already close to 7 p.m.

After the car stopped, I didn't know what was going on. The restaurant was very lively, and Al could hear the heroic shouts coming from inside even though he was still some distance away.

Al walked to the door and glanced unbearably at several armed men in black with limp limbs and pig-headed faces at the door.

Like an experienced scavenger, Old Kent led several of his men to sweep away the valuables belonging to the armed men in black.

Al walked in and took a look, and found a man in black who seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. He is tall, with a pair of crossed skulls painted on his chest.

After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't figure it out. Al kindly said to old Kurt: "Don't strip naked, leave a piece of clothing for people, call an ambulance for them, and take them to the farthest hospital!"

After saying that, Al turned around and entered the restaurant. He didn't sympathize with these guys. Coming to the restaurant in full gear late at night, he definitely wasn't here to take care of business. Seeing that you were beaten and left paralyzed at the door of the restaurant, it must be a tough fight.

Most of the hands were not touched by people in the restaurant. JJ has been away recently, and his old uncle was looking at him angrily. For the rest, if Steve had moved his hands, they would have been injured too badly. If Frank had moved his hands, they would have been injured again. It's too light.

Since it was not done by one of our own, no matter who you were beaten by, calling an ambulance for you is already the kindness of the Peace Hotel! No other place in Hell’s Kitchen offers such good treatment!

Entering the restaurant, Al saw a pig-headed man holding his neck out like a cockfighting cock, staring at Blade wearing a black windbreaker. He looked like he wanted to compete with him at any time.

Al grabbed Jessica, who was walking by to deliver food to Robert, and asked, "What's going on? What's going on outside?"

Jessica raised her chin at the knife point and said: "The trouble that guy caused, he almost used a gun just now, but he settled it himself."

Al nodded at Robert as a greeting. This guy came to the restaurant for dinner basically every day, and by the way, he watched his adopted daughter Terri and young man Wesley go on a date.

But no matter how Al looked at it, Terry didn't look like he was going to suffer. On the contrary, it was Wesley. Al felt that this kid must be in trouble!

Fox took Ginny and Nick to eat steak at the bar. Seeing Al coming in, Ginny was so happy that she wanted to squirt over, but Fox stopped her with a smile.

Al trotted over, kissed the faces of the older and younger girls, and said with a smile, "How was it? Did you miss me?"

Little Ginny's little cat-like face smiled broadly, she yelled, "I want to~" and then concentrated on handling a large portion of steak in front of her.

Fox rolled his eyes, pointed at the blade, and said: "I'm here to find you, why do you always know such troublesome guys! Steve and Frank both went out for something today, and they almost got into a fight with him.

And Barbara Morse just called me and said she was on her way! "

Al rubbed the head of Nick, who wanted to watch the fun, and said to Fox: "I'm not familiar with that guy, but he's definitely not a bad person! I'm going to ask what's going on? I think the group at the door is a little bit... impression!"

After speaking, he put his arms around Fox's shoulders and kissed her on the forehead. He motioned for her to continue eating and walked towards the blade.

When passing by, Al glared at him, and then said to Blade: "Brother, why are you always in trouble every time I see you?"

As he spoke, Al pulled out a bottle of whiskey from the bar, gave Blade and himself a drink each, and said, "Who are those guys outside?"

Blade smiled coolly at Qi, a very talented boy, and said, "People from SHIELD, they have been causing trouble for me. I'm a little impatient!"

Al recalled for a moment, and finally remembered that there was a guy at the door who he had met in the sewer. He seemed to be one of Russell's men.

Picking up the wine glass and touching it with the blade, Al said with some confusion: "You and Russell are right again? Man, listen to me, Russell is not bad. If you have any problems, it's best to sit down and talk!"

Blade shook his head and said: "It's not Russell's person. That guy's name is Brock Rumlow, a person from SHIELD. He has been causing trouble for me since the day of the Battle of Manhattan!"

Al frowned. He was very dissatisfied with SHIELD's actions. They almost killed Blade that day. Now they sent people to hunt him down. What did these people want to do?

Also, I heard Huang Bingyi say yesterday that people from SHIELD have been under review recently, so how come they still have time to cause trouble for Blade?

After taking a look at Blade, who was in good spirits, Al hammered him on the chest and said with a smile: "Do you know why they want to trouble you? I thought they should avoid you! How can anyone who owes a debt trouble his creditor? of?"

Blade smiled coldly and said: "On the day of the Battle of Manhattan, that guy brought people to trouble me, and I broke my ribs. Recently, they have been chasing me.

I'm glad that life is so fun. Vampires can't be found now. It's fun to play with them! "

Al shook his head and said: "People from SHIELD rarely do meaningless things. I will call Russell immediately and ask, what are they going to do?"

Blade Chong Al waved his hand and said coldly: "It's not necessary. That Crossbones wants an address in my mind, but I will never tell them, especially if their attitude is very bad!"

Al looked at the indifferent Blade, laughed, and said, "You can do whatever you want, I'm happy to watch the SHIELD people suffer a little.

Tell me more, why did you call him Crossbones? Is this a nickname?"

Blade poured himself a glass of whiskey, nodded coldly, and said, "Yes, the nickname! I just gave him the name because I gave him a cross on every bone!"

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