American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

"You can't do this, Andrew!"

Seeing his motives clearly, Coulson raised his gun and fired.

But the direction of the shot was completely off. Barton's face darkened as he silently shook his head.

Andrew, not sure what he was thinking, cooperated with a wave of his hand, causing the bullets to ricochet back.

Coulson, a seasoned veteran, dodged the bullets with a tactical roll. The moment he straightened up, he raised his gun and fired again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Andrew cooperated perfectly. For a moment, the two exchanged blows, locked in a fierce struggle.

Behind them, Hawkeye Clint Barton, holding his bow, was completely stunned.

In his long career as a special agent, he had never seen such a bizarre battle.

Coulson fired his gun, but the angle was miles away from the target.

Even though he clearly couldn't hit him, Andrew cooperated unusually, manipulating the bullets to counterattack one by one.

The two exchanged blows, their tacit understanding and skill making it seem like a fixed match.

Ka-cha...

The military vehicles finally arrived late.

An Apache helicopter quickly took off from the base and approached to fire.

A trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

The high-speed missile made a turn in the air and, in the pilot's incredulous expression, slammed into the helicopter with a bang.

And that wasn't the end of it.

The exploding helicopter, like a giant fireball, was temporarily redirected by Andrew and thrown back at the military base.

Thus, there was another violent explosion, causing heavy casualties for the military.

Twang!

One of the bridge's cables snapped, and the bridge surface shook violently.

The crowd that hadn't left yet cried out in alarm, wailing and screaming.

Some drivers were so frightened that they abandoned their cars and ran away as fast as their legs could carry them.

Barton finally saw his chance. He leaped high, straightened his body, and fired an arrow upwards.

With a telekinetic shield around him, Andrew didn't bother to block it, until the arrow struck the shield and exploded into a net, then he realized this arrow was unusual.

Just as he was about to remove the net, two more arrows struck his shield one after the other, causing a violent explosion.

The force of the explosion rolled his body up and slammed him down from the sky.

Peng!

The telekinetic shield around him blocked the impact of the explosion, but the force from the ground injured his internal organs.

The telekinetic shield completely shattered, and the Killing Stone rapidly released more power to corrupt Andrew's body. His pupils became increasingly crimson as he lifted his right foot and stepped forward.

"Coulson——!!"

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and Andrew's head exploded like a watermelon.

Like a joke, he... was dead.

The shattered pieces of the Killing Stone whizzed down and landed in the river under the bridge, disappearing without a trace.

Coulson, sticking his butt out, found good cover and looked towards the direction of the gunshot.

"Barton!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Raising his bow and arrow, Barton leaped several times in succession, quickly rushing into the distance.

......

Time moved forward to 15 minutes earlier.

On the rooftop of a high-rise building 800 meters away from the Brooklyn Bridge, Killer Bee, Gami White, held a Barrett sniper rifle, aiming at Andrew's position.

"Killer Bee, quickly take care of him. We need to leave New York for a while."

A deep voice sounded on the earpiece communicator in her left ear.

"Understood."

"The Killing Stone fragment is on that Andrew. If there's a chance, it's best to retrieve it. Ying Luo hasn't completely figured out that kind of thing yet."

"I'm afraid not. I saw S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Coulson on the bridge, and there's a mysterious character with a bow and arrow beside him.

And on the other side, the military has already begun to build up a base."

Gami White's tone was cold and flat, without much fluctuation.

"Then there's no way."

The voice in the earpiece continued.

"In short, if you don't want to be scolded by Lord Vega, then quickly get rid of Andrew.

After it's done, don't hesitate, I'll pick you up and leave."

"Understood."

Hanging up the communication expressionlessly, Gami White waited quietly.

She saw Andrew's confrontation with S.H.I.E.L.D., and also saw the missile strike from the military.

It wasn't until Andrew was suddenly covered by the net and blasted on the bridge by two exploding arrows that Gami White finally grasped a sliver of opportunity.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, her index finger tightened on the trigger, and her mouth quickly made adjustments.

"Mission target, Andrew.

Height 1.77 meters, weight 69 kilograms, Superpower test subject of the Ninth Laboratory."

"Start calculating target distance, 834 meters......

Wind speed measurement, 24 kilometers......

Temperature, 22 degrees Celsius......

Humidity, 68%......"

Ka-cha.

Bang——!

The moment she pulled the trigger, the Barrett's bullet carried terrifying kinetic energy, whistling and tearing through the air.

Before Andrew, whose telekinetic shield was shattered, could react, a bullet pierced through his head.

"Mission, complete."

Casting a regretful glance at the Killing Stone fragments falling into the sea, Gami White stood up without hesitation, quickly packing up her weapons, preparing to leave.

On the bridge, Barton's eyes stared intently at the location of the gunshot, his excellent eyesight capturing a blonde... woman?

Quickly descending from the high-rise building, carrying a violin case, turning left and right in the messy and dirty alleys, changing several sets of clothes in a row, Gami White breathed a sigh of relief, about to leave.

"Found you."

Accompanying these words, an arrow rapidly attacked, nailing Killer Bee Gami White's disguise hat to the wall.

"Oh... it's actually a beautiful lady.

But madam, can you tell me your real identity?"

Bouncing down from the roof, Barton confidently aimed his bow and arrow at Gami White. He believed that at this distance, none of the other party's reactions could escape his shot.

"In this era full of hot weapons, seeing someone still insisting on using bows and arrows, I can deduce that your strength is definitely not simple."

Describing it very plainly, there was not much fluctuation in Gami White's tone.

Barton could not capture a trace of panic on her face, but instead, a few feelings of uneasiness rose in his heart.

"From the location of my distance from Andrew, you want to catch up with me, you need to cross at least 1400 meters of distance, but you still did not hesitate to chase me."

She paused, gently tilted her head.

"Your courage is indeed admirable, but why are you so sure that this is not a trap?"

Trap?

Not good!!

Hawkeye Barton realized something was wrong. Just as he was about to turn around, a pair of thick arms came from behind, grabbing his waist and abdomen, and lifting him high.

Barton struggled to resist, but the person was extremely strong.

He seemed to be quite skilled in wrestling. His body leaned back, and it was a waist-hugging back slam.

His head hit the ground, and the intense shock made Barton dizzy for a while.

But that wasn't the end of it. One arm was grabbed by the person, and a fierce tiger back throw slammed Barton fiercely on the ground.

Wow, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Barton felt that his bones were aching badly. He dared not let the rhythm continue like this. A carp jumped up, quickly pulling out the distance.

Only now did he see the appearance of the attacker clearly.

The man was 2.2 meters tall, with fierce features, a bald head, and an extremely tall figure.

His muscles bulged high, and the bandages wrapped around his arms and the posture he struck revealed the taste of Muay Thai.

"Who are you?"

"Heh heh......"

Grinning, the man opened his stance excitedly, looking at him with a provocative expression.

"Defeat me, and I'll tell you my name!"