American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

The fake doctor's face turned green with anger, and he rolled up his sleeves, ready to teach Andrew a lesson.

But Andrew wasn't willing to sit and wait for his doom. He had barely escaped from the clutches of Yingluo, and he wasn't willing to be locked up by another organization.

Forcing himself to muster the last bit of his strength, he gritted his teeth and activated his power, squeezing out a... fart?

"Pfft!"

"......"

Sneering, the fake doctor stretched out his hands and pounced arrogantly.

"Haha... Kid, even farting won't save you!"

Suddenly, a red light flashed before his eyes, and something seemed to be drilling out from under the skin of the other party's brow.

That was—a blood-red crystal?

At the same time, a vast wave of telekinetic power began to spread endlessly in all directions.

"Not good, stop him quickly!"

The fake doctor realized something was wrong and instantly panicked.

Hearing the commotion inside, the Hydra agents lurking outside violently pushed open the door and stormed in with guns.

But the burst of telekinetic power was too strong and too fast. The fake doctor and fake nurse, who were close by, cried out in agony as their sternums shattered, and they were slammed against the wall with a bang.

The agent charging in from the doorway screamed miserably and flew backward.

The entire house shook as if a major earthquake had occurred. The light tubes instantly shattered, spewing sparks, and various objects flew around the room, crashing against the walls.

The tremor continued to spread outward, engulfing the entire hospital in an instant!

People in the hospital panicked, screaming and shouting in chaos.

"No, I have to leave here!"

The power from the shard of the Sessho-seki was continuously pouring into Andrew's body, barely keeping his consciousness clear.

Struggling to get up, panting, he pushed open the window. Andrew looked at the little bird on the branch with envy.

He mustered his courage, bit his lip, and jumped from the 5th floor.

......

In front of Brooklyn Hospital.

Clint Barton drove his car and slowly stopped in front of Coulson.

"Barton, do you remember that Chinese Little Master restaurant I recommended to you last time?"

Opening the car door, Coulson got into the passenger seat, smiling as he put his cane away.

"Although the name of the restaurant is a bit strange, the food there is really great, incredibly delicious!"

Gripping the steering wheel, Barton's lips curled into a smile, revealing the expression of a foodie.

"That is indeed the most delicious cuisine I've ever had.

But now, that restaurant has changed its name to Chrysanthemum Tower."

"The owner, Liu Angxing, is also the head chef of that restaurant, and he looks even younger than Andrew did a moment ago.

But I have to say, you can't judge a book by its cover. His skills are indeed amazing."

Slowly starting the car, Barton's foodie soul was burning brightly. He had recently found another good restaurant and was preparing to take the long-unseen Coulson out for a good meal.

Suddenly.

Rumble, rumble......

The ground shook violently. With a screech, Barton slammed on the brakes, Coulson's body swayed, and with a thud, he hit his head on the windshield.

"What happened? Coulson, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Barton.

Hmm... just a little dizzy."

Holding his bleeding head, Coulson pretended to be calm.

"......"

His eyes twitching, Barton couldn't help but remind him.

"Coulson, I'm sitting here. Who are you talking to?"

"......"

Coulson's expression stiffened, and he silently adjusted his direction. In just a moment, the scene in front of him became much clearer, accurately reducing from 9 overlapping images to 8.

"But... have there been a few too many earthquakes in New York lately?"

Frowning, Barton's agent instincts made him instinctively suspicious.

Coulson also realized the problem, and he subconsciously turned his head towards the hospital.

Bang!!

A figure suddenly jumped out of a certain ward on the 5th floor.

"It's Andrew!"

In the driver's seat, Barton clearly saw this scene as well.

"Save him quickly, he'll be killed if he falls!"

Coulson was shocked and quickly reached out to open the car door, but he grabbed at nothing but a blurry image.

Barton: "......"

Coulson, embarrassed by the stare, watched Andrew in his hospital gown stand steadily on the ground.

"Oh... I can't believe it!"

There was still a five-centimeter gap between Andrew's feet and the ground.

The Sessho-seki shard between his eyebrows shone brightly. Andrew stood in the air and seemed to notice Coulson and the others watching him.

His expression tightened, he activated his ability, and rapidly flew towards the sky.

Barton put down his bow and arrow. It wasn't that he couldn't shoot from this distance, but he hadn't yet classified the other party as an enemy.

Right now, why Andrew suddenly wanted to run away, what happened up there? They didn't know any of these questions.

"What do we do, Coulson?"

Hesitating for a moment, looking at Andrew's swaying body in the air, Coulson gave an order towards the air to Barton's right.

"We're chasing."

"......"

Touching his bow, Barton fell into doubt.

......

Bang!!

"Damn it, how could we let him get away?!"

Brock Rumlow, aka Crossbones, punched the wall of the hospital room in anger.

If Coulson and Hawkeye hadn't gone after him, just cleaning up would have been a very troublesome matter.

"Captain, our people have found Andrew's trail."

"Where?"

"On the way to Brooklyn's Central Park......"

......

Brooklyn Central Park.

Supporting himself against the wall, Andrew walked out of a public restroom.

He had already changed out of his conspicuous hospital gown and into a hip-hop outfit.

This was the "unconditional contribution" of some random stranger he had just met. In return, he gladly gifted the other party his hospital gown for free.

He believed that for the sake of their friendship, the other party would definitely be very satisfied.

In a stall in the men's restroom, a naked man was holding a hospital gown with a tearful expression.

"F*ck, kid, don't let me see you again!!"

Washing his face and replenishing some water, Andrew's mind was a mess right now.

He didn't know who the people who attacked him were?

And what was the relationship between them and those two agents from before?

But in any case, he had to leave there as soon as possible, to disappear as quickly as possible, like a drop of water merging into the sea.

"Huff... I'll rest here for a while......"

In a secluded corner near the woods, Andrew found an armchair.

"As long as my body recovers, I'll fly away from this country, the farther the better......"

Planning in his mind, Andrew closed his eyes slightly, intending to take a nap.

But he clearly underestimated Hydra's intelligence system.

Just as he was resting, several agents disguised as passersby quietly approached him.

Andrew wasn't old, and his alertness wasn't strong.

He thought that after disguising himself, no one would find him in a short time, but when a tranquilizer dart shot into his arm, he realized how naive he was!

"They found me, so fast! When did they find me?"

Enduring the pain, Andrew quickly pulled out the tranquilizer dart. His expression was flustered, and he hurriedly hid behind a large tree.

His eyes darted back and forth, and no matter who he looked at, he felt like they were the ones who ambushed him.

"No... it's too dangerous here!"

Turning around, Andrew ran into the woods.

Seeing him run away, the agents in the shadows, holding firearms, silently chased after him like hunters.