The End of Marvel's Seraph

"Roar!"

The dense bullets kept hitting Abomination, although to him these bullets were just the bites of ants, not even enough to penetrate his skin.

But the repeated attacks still made Abomination feel irritated and angry.

He let out a deafening roar, so loud that some police officers bled from their ears.

The furious Abomination endured the feeling of being bitten by countless ants on his body, and moved forward with bullets in his head, trying to rush into the crowd.

"Increase the firepower! The monster is coming!"

"Shoot! Fight this bastard off!"

"Hold it! Guys, hold it!"

The threatened policemen mustered up their strength again, and the bullet rain became more intensive. The gunshots were so dense that they were almost continuous and sounded like thunder in the sky.

The pace of hatred was once again delayed, but he did not sit still and waited for death. He took a few steps back, grabbed a car next to him, tore the car into several pieces and threw it towards the police position.

The police began a difficult tug-of-war with Abomination.

"I really hope that you will bless me, expand my realm, be with me forever, and protect me from suffering and hardship..."

A young policeman, muttering verses from the Bible in a low voice, shot at the furious Abomination with some fear.

His young face was full of despair. Looking at the figure standing at the front of the team holding a grenade launcher, he always wanted to ask Director George, how far should we hold on?

Suddenly, a police officer next to him lunged at him and threw him to the ground.

Just when Barry was wondering, the next second, a trash can flew over their heads, almost wiping their clothes and hair, and hit a police car behind them, denting the front of the car.

The person who knocked Barry down was his usual patrol partner, and the senior who was responsible for acquainting him with things when he first entered the police station.

At this time, the middle-aged man rubbed his arm that was scratched by the road, grinned and shouted: "Haha, boy, how about it? This kind of thing happened to you on your first day as a police officer! Exciting enough, right? "

As he spoke, he rubbed Barry's head.

"You brat, don't be distracted! This is on the battlefield, and you're saving your own life! Remember to buy me a drink later."

Barry had not recovered from the fear just now. He was still confused. Hearing the words of his senior, he nodded unconsciously.

But when he came back to his senses and was about to thank his senior, a lamppost flew directly towards him with a sound of breaking through the air, and shot into his chest. The street lamp pole burst out of his body, pinning the middle-aged man who heroically protected his younger generation to the ground.

A drop of blood splashed on the young man's face, and the scarlet color was so dazzling.

He wailed and rushed over to see how his senior was doing, but Director George grabbed him by the neck and pulled him back.

Director George yelled at him with wide eyes:

"Don't be distracted! Huddle behind the bunker. He's dead! Now put your attention back on the battlefield! Pick up your weapon and shoot! Behind us are the entire people of New York. We must not let this happen. The monster rushes."

As soon as Director George finished speaking, a police car next to him exploded. The flying glass pierced his shoulder, and the broken half of the car crushed one of his legs.

He desperately used his injured hand to support the ground, resisting the pain, and used his remaining hand to shoot with a pistol.

The young policeman suddenly lost his fear at this moment. The bravery of the people around him inspired this rookie policeman.

Looking at his dead partner lying on the ground, and looking at the director who was still fighting bravely and tenaciously in front of him, he only had high fighting spirit in his heart.

The chief of the police station dares to take the lead and stand on the front line and fight with a gun himself. None of the old fritters who usually looked down upon him had flinched at this moment, and they were all facing the enemy bravely.

Then what else do I have to fear!

This is what Barry really thinks.

This young policeman, who had just joined the police station, finally had the courage at this moment.

He wants to fight! Not for anyone, just for the oath I swore when I put on this police uniform.

He picked up a Remington from the ground, leaned out from behind the police car, aimed at the ugly face of Abomination, and pulled the trigger.

The fighting spirit of the policemen was burning again at this moment, and the hot blood was flowing and boiling in their bodies. They were fearless at this moment!

This is a group of very brave people, and they are definitely worthy of the uniform they wear.

Unfortunately, the police's efforts were in vain, which was doomed from the beginning.

After all, that is - hate!

When the police casualties reached a terrifying figure, hatred finally broke into the police positions.

The angry Abomination let out a terrifying roar and waved his fist wantonly in the crowd. Several policemen were knocked away, and several policemen were even caught in his hands and torn to pieces alive!

Finally, after bravely resisting the hatred for five minutes, the position held by his men led by New York Police Chief George Stacey collapsed!

"Director, leave quickly!"

The position had been lost, the battle line had collapsed, and they had no choice but to retreat.

Barry saw the director trapped and tried to rescue the director who was pinned by the car, but George pushed Barry away hard.

"Come on!"

"But...but you, Director?"

"Go!"

Director George shook his head resolutely, signaling Barry to abandon him and run away.

Just as Barry hesitated, a hateful roar approached.

A huge creature suddenly appeared in their field of vision. The tall body and ferocious face were so frightening that Barry's legs softened and he suddenly sat down on the ground.

Barry tried to back away, but his shaking legs couldn't even move.

Looking at the terrified Barry, Abomination showed a ferocious smile and walked towards him step by step.

"Oh!"

Gunshots suddenly rang out, and a bullet hit Abomination in the face.

But the small-caliber pistol bullet didn't even penetrate the abomination's skin, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

It's Director George!

"You monster, you have the guts to come at me!"

Director George struggled to raise his gun and continued to shoot at Abomination while yelling at him provocatively.

Abomination showed an interesting expression on his face, changed his target, left Barry and walked towards George.