Dark Savages Come To the United States

Lawyer Matthew Murdoch grabbed the suit jacket on the ground and carefully wiped the mace on his hand clean.

He found the blunt weapon much more comfortable to wield than the handaxe.

You don't have to think about the direction of the sharp blade, and you don't have to worry about accidentally hurting yourself while waving.

Matthew, who committed himself to killing for the first time, has no apology for the killing.

After all, the stench from those guys made him just want to knock down the enemies in front of him even harder.

"I'm bored, why are these guys endless?"

Matthew Murdoch threw his clothes, which were not much better than a rag, on the floor, muttering.

"Bulk Casso seems to have left just now? Isn't something wrong with Rumlow?"

Matthew swung the mace in his hand. As the battle continued, he felt that this weapon was not enough.

After constant fighting and Matthew's increased strength, the mace has undergone some changes, such as it is no longer straight, and there are deep and shallow scratches on it.

It was just a toy that Bulkelso had been sitting on the shelf for sale, not real equipment.

But compared to that hand axe, except that it is not hard enough, there is nothing different.

Anyway, the enemy can be dealt with in one go.

Because of personal usage habits, Matthew prefers this guy.

"Well, is Bulkeso there?"

Coulson appeared in front of the blacksmith's shop in a state of embarrassment. He couldn't believe it when he saw the corpses piled up on the ground and several living people with twisted limbs who were still panting.

"Your name is Coulson?"

Matthew asked directly.

"Yes, I have something to do with Bulkelso. There are enemies in S.H.I.E.L.D. We need his power."

Coulson spoke very fast, and Coulson, who was basically excluded from the battle sequence, was in a hurry at this time.

"Matthew, Matthew Murdoch. My name."

Matthew was still wearing sunglasses, and Coulson couldn't see his eyes.

But judging from the body that was obviously killed by a blunt instrument and the mace in Matthew's hand, Coulson didn't think Matthew was a very kind person.

Coulson was transferred to S.H.I.E.L.D. from the Rangers. It's not like he hasn't seen tragic battlefields before. But it's the first time I've seen it so miserable.

"Mr. Murdoch, where is Bulkelso?"

Coulson calmed down from the panting after running quickly.

The walkie-talkies left by the beekeepers broke after one use.

Coulson, unable to contact his boss, decided to find his own way out.

"Probably in your S.H.I.E.L.D. bureau. By the way, do you have any alcohol on you?"

Matthew put the bent mace on his shoulder and said to Coulson.

"I'm really in a hurry... You said Bulkelso is already in S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Coulson froze for a moment.

"If Rumlow is what you mean by S.H.I.E.L.D., you're right. Do you have any booze on you?"

Matthew wanted to drink heavily, and what he was thinking about was who could beat Rumlow, so Bulkelso had to go and see.

When Matthew and Luke were on the holy mountain, every time they played against Rumlow, they would be knocked down.

He wanted to know who was brave enough to beat Rumlow.

"I don't have alcohol on me. If you are willing to send me to S.H.I.E.L.D., I will treat you to a good drink."

Coulson looked at the blood-stained Matthew, feeling a little thumping in his heart.

"Then please go and buy some wine for me first. It doesn't have to be too good, just enough."

Matthew picked up his wallet from the pool of blood on the ground, opened it, fumbled for a while, and threw the whole wallet to Coulson.

The banknotes inside were already soaked, and he couldn't figure out what denomination it was.

"When you buy it, we will set off."

Matthew took down the mace and was ready for battle.

Coulson looked at the banknotes, which were completely soaked in blood, feeling a little embarrassed.

Even if the money is real, no one dares to accept it.

Then two teams of beekeepers appeared in Coulson's sight, and they were attacking each other.

Every now and then someone would fall, stiff as if a minion had fallen.

Coulson had seen them, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

At this time, a team of ninjas suddenly appeared in the beekeeper's team, and rushed towards Matthew after killing the guy in the way.

"xia!"

Matthew shook his arms and went straight up.

"By the way, after I get rid of them, I want to see the wine."

Matthew didn't forget to go back and add something.

Bucky, who was inside the blacksmith's shop, suddenly opened the door headlong and met Coulson's eyes.

"Bucky Barnes!?"

As a die-hard fan of Captain America, Coulson knows everything about Captain America very dearly, and he recognized the identity of Bucky Barnes just by looking at each other.

Matthew had already fought those ninjas.

With a hammer on his head, the unlucky guy in front of him was directly smashed into fly ash, and then he plunged into the arms of another ninja.

Although Matthew couldn't fully grasp the charging technique because his body wasn't strong enough, the ninja couldn't resist the violent impact.

Matthew's performance can be directly described as devastating.

A blue portal suddenly lights up, and Bulkasso returns in armor.

The matter with S.H.I.E.L.D. was basically settled, and all the agents from top to bottom left corpses all over the place under Rumlow's identification.

Of course, the corpses are only a small number of people here. Perhaps Rumlow himself was taught by Tariq, and he just interrupted those who were not so hopeless.

Burkesuo was bored waiting, so he came back first.

The Immortal King's armor instantly disappeared from Bulkelso's body. For the first time, Coulson saw with his own eyes how Bulkelso traveled between the two places.

It's just that Nick Fury probably won't think about this ability now.

"Bulkasso, I need to go to S.H.I.E.L.D. immediately, can you help me..."

Before finishing speaking, Coulson saw the killer monkey held by Bulkesot.

As mentioned earlier, Coulson is a fan of Captain America, so he also knows Killer Monkey.

"You killed it?"

Coulson couldn't believe it.

"Huh? You mean this monkey?"

Bulkeso shook the mention of the Killer Monkey, and looked at Coulson suspiciously.

"Squeak!"

A monkey's soul suddenly appeared on Bulkelso's shoulder, baring its teeth and claws at Coulson.

"I redeemed it."

Bulkelso reached out and teased the killer monkey's soul.

Twenty years is considered a long life for a monkey, but the killer monkey has been active for more than sixty years?

It is just an ordinary monkey, but it has signed a contract with the devil.

For every soul handed over to Hell, it gains a month's lifespan.

As the brothers of the druids, the barbarians have a good relationship with the natural creatures, as long as they don't get angry.