Marvel’s Death Merchant

"Let me, a junior, teach you a lesson!"

He kicked back violently and hooked his toes. The man holding the gun behind him had less than half a second to hesitate. The gun in his hand had already flown out. Jack jumped into the air in an instant and kicked forward straight to the gunman's heart. Then he went and kicked the man out of the door. ◇↓◇↓，

Just before landing, Jack turned around in the air, grabbed the hanging machine gun, and pointed it at the ambitious fat man in front of him. And he used a gun to kill the man just now, and now the initiative is in his hands.

With a gun in his hand, his aura immediately changed direction. People around him backed away, not knowing when this kid would shoot. With his skills, he was no match for these empty-handed enemies. What's more, he was holding a submachine gun in his hand, and his most powerful claws and virus abilities were not used.

The fat man in front also turned pale with fear and sat there, not daring to move. Sweat ran down his fat face and wet the wig on his chest.

"Hmph, you are really weak." Jack exhaled contemptuously from his nose. He had already raised his gun and slowly walked backwards out of the door. "Kill you and dirty my hands."

The people in the room suddenly felt relieved. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jack suddenly opened fire.

He fired at the surrounding pillars and ropes supporting the tent, turning the room into a hornet's nest. The people in the tent turned out to be a mob, and they were running away with their heads in their hands. Most of them tripped over their own people, and they couldn't stand it at all. There was no way to escape, the situation was simply chaotic.

But Jack didn't kill anyone. After shooting a lot, he seemed to enjoy the feeling of using a weapon. When the bullets ran out, he put away the gun and looked at the embarrassed crowd inside with a half-smile.

The fat pig was only holding the pig's head at the moment. It's just a call for help. He's not as timid as his subordinates. It seems like he's just a meathead who likes to yell at people.

At this moment, the pillars broken by Jack could no longer support the weight of the house. The entire huge tent, covered with dirt, dust and broken wood, suddenly fell down, burying a group of people in front of it. This is also in line with Jack's ideas. He was relieved and continued to take action.

"ah!"

"Help!"

"let me out!"

"My legs! My legs!!!"

There was a sudden chaos under the big tent cloth, and everyone couldn't escape even if they wanted to. The fat pig must have been silenced long ago.

Jack turned around, weighed the heavy machine gun in his hand, threw it to the ground, and turned around to leave.

As he walked, he looked at the shiny wrist computer from his pocket. It was equipment given by Tang Tian to more powerful personnel, and each one had parts of Skynet. It can be said to be very powerful.

"Boss, I will complete your task seriously. This is what you taught me from the beginning." Jack looked at the computer on his wrist and murmured, "No matter whether it is easy or not, I will complete the task perfectly. , because I am Wesker’s son and also Jack Mueller.”

After Jack finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the time in his hand. It shone brightly against the sun spinning overhead, as if Jack were some tall figure. Ups and downs, this reminded him of his original appearance, and suddenly he felt disgusted. He raised his hand, took out the grenade and flicked it, blowing the house to pieces.

Jack's deep eyes, together with his usual coldness and humor, were buried deeply in his hands. He rubbed his face hard. He seemed to have thought of something and wanted to calm down. He had seen too much death and darkness, and one after another once vivid figures flew by in front of his eyes like a movie reel. His heart should have been numb, but he thought of similar news. He always couldn't control his sadness and anger when he thought that his colleagues who had fought side by side before would not be able to attend the appointment. Although he is a mercenary and has emotions, he is not the cold machine he is now, but the past was not always so beautiful.

The Winter Soldier who had been strengthened again on the other side was even more different, and he began to recover some of his memories. However, when he temporarily woke up, he let it go. Because he suddenly found that his right hand and right foot were handcuffed and roasted at both ends of the laboratory. He jerked his right hand and right foot, and the hard shackles pulled wildly against the iron bed frame, roaring like a trapped animal. The Winter Soldier knew that these were special handcuffs within the Hydra organization. Someone continued to brainwash him. Now he can slowly remember things. Captain America and Rogers are his best friends. He can remember that he passed by Many battles.

"You finally woke up. I thought you couldn't be controlled anymore." A familiar Marcus' voice came to mind in the Winter Soldier's ears.

On the left are Marcus and the Red Skull wearing chemical protective suits. The slightly drunken morning light shines on his face through the curtains, and his cold expression seems to be something different in this lazy morning. Under the sunlight, Marcus slowly flipped through a pile of experimental data that he had placed next to him. This was the data from the Winter Soldier's transplantation of the fusion virus.

"Hello, Hydra's ace weapon is also my weapon. You have gained more power, so our brainwashing has temporarily lost its effect on you, but that is not the point. You are still the most successful weapon of the Hydra organization. ." Marcus said to the Winter Soldier easily. Because he knew why Marcus was waiting for him to wake up with a mocking and disdainful smile, because Marcus had the absolute strength to allow him to continue serving the Hydra organization.

"I don't know why, but I knew it would be this result. You are a genius scientist, Dr. Marcus." Red Skull said to Marcus with a smile. He was not afraid of the Winter Soldier at all and ran away.

"Oh? It seems like you are sure of victory. Speaking of which, you have controlled me for a long time. I have done many wrong things. I was supposed to be a superhero like Captain America." The Winter Soldier said with a completely expressionless expression. However, his left mechanical arm has no power, and he has no way to deal with scientists like Marcus.

"Have you expected this result? It seems that I want to thank you for the trouble. If I can get rid of control, I will not let you go. Captain America will also find you." The Winter Soldier is cold. said to them.

Marcus looked at him with a relaxed expression: "I'm wondering, if Captain America was like you, your results would be different. The Hydra organization needs to rule the world, and we are the masters of this world."

"Well, maybe, at least it won't make it so easy for you." The Winter Soldier also said with a smile. The current situation in the Marvel world is very complicated, and various forces have emerged, so it is not that easy to deal with. (To be continued.)