witcher in marvel

Chapter 322 Black Guard
Colombia.

The Magdalena River is the largest river in Colombia with a total length of 1500 kilometers and is the main channel for Colombian water transport.

There are dense virgin jungles on both sides of the river, where you can find poisonous giant vipers, red-tailed pythons, poisonous frogs, killer bees... Swarms of army ants will tear up anything that crosses their course of action. crushes, and a creepy little parasitic catfish that loves to swim all the way up until it gets into a man's mischievous bit.

However, compared with all the species here, the one animal to be guarded against has no poisonous pincers, no poisonous teeth, and no poisonous skin. Nor do they swim in the shadows where the sun doesn't shine... However, even though they always flaunt civilized creatures, they often do things that are more vicious than any poisonous insects.

In the jungle of 200 million square kilometers, there are many indigenous villages. They have lived in the jungle for generations, almost completely separated from the civilization of the outside world.

Unfortunately, even if they chose to stay away from civilization, civilization still did not let them go.

Under the bloody dusk, a village is being slaughtered.

Whether it was the white-haired old man or the baby in his arms, neither could make the slaughterer feel a little bit of pity.

They were all dressed in neat uniforms, with green claws protruding from their hands, and their eyes were like wolves in the night, emitting a green light.

They are more like ghosts than humans.

The natives tried to resist, but under the sharp claws of each other, they were all easily torn apart like tofu.

In just a few minutes, the entire village was washed with blood.

Dozens of corpses piled up, and the dark red blood accumulated into a pool, exuding a pungent smell.

However, the expressions of the several massacres did not change.

"He's not in now."

"He'll be back."

"What shall we do next?"

"Wait."

After a few truncated lines of dialogue, the Slayers dispersed, leading into the shadows of dusk.

After a while, a young native came out of the jungle, carrying a bunch of bananas, holding a rough hatchet, and humming an unknown tune.

When he saw the blood in his eyes and the piled up corpses, his smile froze on his face.

Before he could wake up from the panic, several black shadows fell from all directions, surrounding him.

The native's expression suddenly changed, he raised his hatchet angrily, and slashed at the guy in front of him.

However, what greeted her was a green light.

laugh! !

His knife hand flew out.

The man chopped off one of his hands, and then the other hand stepped forward, pinched his neck, and asked coldly, "Where are they?"

The native struggled angrily, shouting words of unknown meaning.

Without any hesitation, the massacres punched the young aborigine, leaving him covered in bruises.

The indigenous youth couldn't hold on any longer, so he could only admit his weakness honestly and pointed to the jungle to the west.

He can't speak the foreign language, but he can understand it.

Instead of trusting him, the Slayers pulled him up and let him lead the way.

What they were looking for was a temple hidden in the jungle, but instead of monks living in the temple, a group of guerrillas lived.

However, no matter how strong the firepower of the guerrillas is, how can they resist the massacre of a group of super users?

Released the emerald green claw blade, easily cut the guns of the guerrillas, and cut them into several pieces.

In less than a minute, the entire temple turned into a hell, with torn corpses scattered everywhere, blood spreading on the ground into a glowing film, and the pungent smell of blood flowing with the wind in the forest , causing many beasts in the forest to start restless.

However, the keen perception of animals makes them only dare to look into the distance, but dare not approach the past.

"This is it?"

The leading captain grabbed a dead head and asked the team members next to him.

"That's right." The team member glanced at the head and nodded, "After killing him, there will be no survivors."

"Very well, go to the next location."

The captain threw the head away, and when he turned his head to leave and saw the entrance of the temple, his expression immediately became serious, and he asked, "Who is it?!"

The visitor stepped out from the shadows, lowered his eyes quietly, glanced at the corpses everywhere, and asked with a very calm expression: "The village not far away was also slaughtered by you?"

"kill him!"

The captain suddenly moved forward with his left hand, and a three-inch long throwing knife was thrown at him. The speed of the castration was as fast as thunder, and the speed was faster than the bullet.

Bai Jinglan remained expressionless, turning his head to avoid the flying knife.

A group of inhuman killers, without any nonsense, at the same time as the captain threw the throwing knives, more than a dozen killers rushed down at the same time, each of them was as fast as Zhengtu, waving claw blades similar to Wolverine, and shot at each other at the same time. He stabbed in four directions: up, middle, down, and back.

Bai Jinglan didn't think about it, and flicked the fingers of his left hand several times in an instant, and the flicks landed on the claw blade that flew towards the middle, and several killers flew out through the air.

At the same time, he moved his lower right leg to avoid the claw blade attacking down the road. The surrounding air was surging, as if a hurricane was blowing out. The rest of the killers immediately flew upside down and embedded heavily into the wall of the temple.

Bai Jinglan didn't exert much strength, but it was enough to crush a normal person.

However, even though the bones of these guys were broken, they just struggled there, and then struggled to get up again, without even crying out in pain.

After a few more seconds, even the slightest expression of pain disappeared.

This terrifying self-healing ability is more perverted than Wolverine.

However, these guys are not mutants, but nanobots in the blood to act as regenerative tissues.

Beastly intuition.

More than Wolverine's strength and reflexes.

Edman Alloy Skeleton.

Internal organs are replaced by machines, and the blood is filled with nanobots.

This is a far superior killing machine than Wolverine.

Bai Jinglan sized them up: "It seems that you are the black guard?"

According to the information Stryker obtained from the black market, the "Black Guard" is a private force and a subsidiary of the Roxon Group. It handles safety issues caused by the company's operations at accident sites around the world. The general method is Use a lot of money to cover up the truth, or simply kill the whole family of the person who asked the question.

The reason why these guys are very similar to Wolverine in appearance and ability is mainly because the Roxon Group obtained the information files of Weapon X. These files contained the design drawings of Stryker transforming Wolverine back then, so the Roxon Group used the same method, Created a group of copycat Wolverines who completely obeyed orders.

These guys from the black guards come and go like ghosts, usually lurking in this jungle.

The 20-square-meter jungle ensures that no one can find them.

The bases detected on Friday did not include the residence of the Black Guard, so Bai Jinglan asked the dead women to pick out the detected Roxon bases, while he himself came to the Columbia jungle.

There are dozens of copycat Wolverines here, each of which is bloody and can be killed without any scruples, and then made into a black lamp messenger.

In addition, according to Stryker's news, the black guard's resident has a formula for artificially synthesizing Edman alloy.

Whether it's dozens of good black lantern emissaries, or the information of X weapons, and the formula of Adamantium alloy, it's worth Bai Jinglan's visit in person.

Then, he encountered this carnage.

The Roxon Corporation set up a base in the Colombian jungle and carried out various weapons tests recklessly, causing countless damages to the local environment and residents. The people became the targets of the Black Guard's military training, and were massacred village by village, even more ruthless than Duarte of San Marco.

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(End of this chapter)