Stand-in Messenger of Marvel World

Chapter 174 S.H.I.E.L.D. Massacre

"In the end, I still have to do it myself."

Dio picked up a rifle casually from the ground, then waved it twice to try the feel, although he was a little dissatisfied, he still walked in with the gun.

It is said that a gun without bullets is no different from a fire stick, but for Dior, it doesn't matter whether it has bullets or not, because a fire stick is better to use.

The silver ripples wrapped around it in an instant, and the lowest grade 'Fire Stick' was immediately strengthened to +15. As long as the strength was full, even if there was no gun head, it would still stab the dead.

Seeing that Natasha was about to pay the price for her recklessness, several people who quietly walked around behind her were about to shoot coldly, but at this moment, the sound of unhurried footsteps came from behind.

The reaction of these people was not unpleasant. They immediately turned around and wanted to pull the trigger, but a shiny silver 'fire stick' swept towards them.

The heads of the three people standing in the front were like overripe watermelons, and they were popped!
Now Dior has fully adapted to such a bloody scene, without even frowning, he passed the corpses of several people, and walked towards the few Hydra soldiers who were frightened and backed away.

"Shoot! He's all alone!"

At this time, the roar of their companions awakened them all of a sudden, so they immediately gritted their teeth and poured bullets crazily forward, as if they would not be pulled down until all the ammunition was exhausted.

But their last madness failed to stop the other party from advancing for a second, and the knock on the door of death arrived on time.

Sweep, vertical chop.
It was so simple, an action simpler than a street fight easily tore apart everyone standing in front of Dior, step by step, blood paved the way, and death knocked at the door.

collapsed!
Facing a monster that couldn't be beaten or killed, they only felt that they were as small as ants. When the monster passed by them, they could easily crush them to death with their feet.

As Dior finally threw out the 'burning stick' in his hand and nailed the last person who wanted to escape to the wall, the quick-response special forces staying at the SHIELD headquarters were almost wiped out, and the corpses on the ground almost covered the entire passage .

Surviving should have been a joyful thing, but when Nick Fury and Agent Hill carried Coulson out and saw such a scene, they were speechless for a while.

So many elite soldiers were massacred by this man with ease, without even a trace of blood on their clothes.

Thinking that he used that method to test the opponent's true strength back then, Nick Fury inevitably felt a little scared. If he angered this guy at that time, it is estimated that all of them would end up like this.

"Shot?"

When the atmosphere was strangely silent, Natasha walked over covered in blood and checked Coulson's injuries.

"We were attacked by these people after we came in. In order to cover our calf, Coulson needs to take out the bullet as soon as possible. I don't want to see him in a wheelchair again." Agent Hill immediately cooperated with Natasha to break the bullet. There was silence.

"If you don't want to push me a wheelchair for the rest of your life, stop talking nonsense and send me to treatment." Coulson laughed and scolded in a good mood at this time.

"I can ask someone to build you a fully intelligent wheelchair, and you can take it on vacation in the future." Hill laughed himself out after talking about it.

Coulson was very helpless, and regretted meeting these bastards very much. If he had known that he would have died with them just now, he was still in the mood to joke. He didn't know that he was about to bleed to death.

At this moment, Dior also came over, looked at the very embarrassed Nick Fury and others and said, "Remember, give me an explanation."

"I'm still alive, so Hydra is finished."

"I hope you didn't slap yourself in the face when we meet again next time. No, it's better not to meet again, because nothing good will happen every time I see you."

"Besides, my guest should be waiting in a hurry, so I will go first."

The overall situation has been settled, he has nothing to do here, and Dior is about to leave. Now that Alexander Pierce is dead, the danger in the headquarters has been minimized. , then there is really no need for SHIELD to exist.

Seeing Dior turned and left, he didn't want to stay at all, and Nick Fury didn't know what to say, not even a word of thanks.

But he knew that he owed this guy a big favor, or rather the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. owed a big favor.

However, now is the time to liquidate everything!

Nick Fury's eyes are full of murderous intent!
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It was the right choice for Dior to leave without going through the main entrance. Now there are policemen outside the Tricurved Wing Building and helicopters hovering above.

But it didn't bother him, he first changed into other people's appearance, and then climbed down the building, when the helicopter noticed him and warned him, he immediately jumped into the lake.

By the time the helicopter circling in the sky found him again, he had already reached the opposite bank and mixed into the crowd. It was impossible to find him at this time.

A few hours later, when Dior changed his clothes and returned to the restaurant, he saw Will was leaning on his second-hand car like a homeless man, looking at the women passing by. , Occasionally blowing a few hooligan whistles.

"Hey buddy, I was just joking, don't do it!"

When someone patted him on the shoulder from the side, Will was startled immediately, and immediately raised his hands to explain that he seemed to have been beaten for playing hooligans a lot.

But when he saw who it was, he immediately changed his expression, hugged him vigorously, and complained, "Where did you go? The phone couldn't be reached, so I almost called the police."

Although Will is often unreliable, every time he encounters something about him, he will be like a different person. Whether he is fighting for Dio or being beaten with him, he has never been persuaded.

It's the same today, when I found out that the restaurant didn't open on time and I couldn't contact him, I kept waiting here no matter how boring I was.

Dio believed what Will said, if he didn't show up today, Will might really call the police, even if he subconsciously wanted to run when he saw the police.

To be honest, this feeling is very good.

So Dior smiled and hugged him directly and said, "It's closed today, let's find a place to relax."

"Really?" Will's eyes lit up.

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