Djinn starting from Marvel

Driving quickly, Hawkeye soon reached the location where Christine's car overturned. The closer he got, the more he felt something was wrong.

beep...

The sound of the motorcycle's exhaust echoed in the street. Hawkeye turned his corner and looked around.

There were wreckage left after vehicle collisions on the main street. Hot bullet casings were lying peacefully on the ground. The shops next to the road were scattered with lights on.

Except for the absence of people and no sound, everything was very normal.

"Colson! Coulson!" Hawkeye called loudly, but failed to get any reply, and there was only a slight rustle of electricity in the headset.

Am I in a dream... or in reality?

Fear began to rise in Hawkeye's heart. For an elite agent, it was difficult for him to feel fear from all kinds of scary monsters with scary faces and weird and bloody appearances. His muscle reaction would make him attack first and then think about it later. other things.

However, elite agents are also human beings. What people fear most is the unknown and uncertainty, as well as the destruction of familiar situations, which will lead to a self-denying chain of doubt.

The surrounding environment is so weird that Hawkeye is completely unable to judge his current situation based on these things.

Have I ever really woken up from a dream? Did I really take those pills?

Hawkeye began to doubt himself. In this state, even the touch of rubber shoes on the ground made him feel very uncomfortable and fake.

I checked my medicine bag and found that the pills did show signs of being tampered with, and the small amount was very normal.

In other words, am I in reality now? What about them?

Under depression, Hawkeye fired two shots into the sky. At this time, even if the fake police came, it would be much better than nothing!

No, no, no, how could there be no one in reality, then am I in a dream?

All kinds of conflicting and contradictory thoughts echoed in Hawkeye's mind, and chains of suspicion were formed bit by bit.

Hawkeye couldn't help but start to think, if he had been dreaming, when did it start?

Was that leak Freddy made on purpose, or was it the influence of his brain in his dreams?

If this continues, Hawkeye will wonder if this mission has been a dream from beginning to end.

Maybe going back further, I might just be an NPC in a game, a supporting character in a novel. My brain might be soaked in potions now, with various electrodes attached to my brain, which together form this strange world.

dang dang…

Bells rang, quickly easing Hawkeye's mental state.

Regardless of whether it was an enemy or not, this voice freed Hawkeye from the situation where he was fighting against himself. Finally, his brain no longer had to slap himself in the face of contradictory information.

Hawkeye looked up in the direction of the sound, and a familiar "sculpture" holding a skeleton death knell appeared in his field of vision, panning on the ground.

This thing is familiar to Hawkeye. It was the summon of a man named Ethan in the Arnold Pharmaceutical Company incident.

He was also pulled into the dream? Or some other reason?

Just when Eagle Eye was thinking, a street light suddenly turned on. Eagle Eye was surprised to find that there was a figure standing under the light, a figure that he subconsciously ignored.

Freddy raised his top hat and fiddled with the blade in his hand. He looked at Diping and said, "Hey, do you know that you are very annoying? He almost collapsed just a little bit."

Hawkeye remained silent. Freddy was killing people in his dreams. He had to keep a distance from these two guys to avoid dying inexplicably.

Dang dang dang, Diping rang the bell, paying no attention to Freddie.

"Are you going to be so stupid? You can't even speak?" Freddy held his head and continued to ask. He was very uncomfortable being harassed. Currently, dozens of people have been pulled into separate dreams, many of them People fall apart faster than Hawkeye, but Dipin's bells always bring them back.

"Hey, hey, talk, who is that... um... Tinkerbell?" Freddie pulled out his head with a loud sound, "Where did you come from? Why aren't you afraid at all?"

Fear of this kind of emotion is not something that can be tolerated. It is a physiological reaction. Just like Hawkeye has reacted now, there is still a faint feeling of fear escaping from the body.

Diping tilted his head and looked at Freddy, as if to say, everyone is a ghost, why should I be afraid of you?

Freddy was quite helpless. Diping's thinking didn't fluctuate at all, and he couldn't read any information at all. But he had more than this. Besides Diping, there was another person here.

slap~

Freddy snapped his fingers, and a killing machine composed of two millstones appeared in the open space. The millstones rotated rapidly and gradually came closer. Tied between them was Hawkeye's colleague, Black Widow Nata. Shah.

"How about you learn from this cute agent." Freddy pointed at Hawkeye in a mean manner and continued, "Seeing the agent you care about most in this situation, eh, even if I tell you it's a lie, Can you bear it?"

Hawkeye smiled silently at Freddy.

Freddy was stunned for a moment. Hawkeye's thoughts suddenly became more volatile, but his fear suddenly diminished.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the two millstones completely shattered. The blond Natasha punched Freddy.

Boom!

Freddy fell into the pit and turned into a ball of flesh.

Natasha's figure dispersed, and Freddy crawled out with his swollen face, pieced together with flesh and blood like a jigsaw puzzle. The scene was terrifying.

Although this dream world is Hawkeye's dream, the control lies in Freddy's hands. Even if there is no fear at all, Freddy just cannot get the attack bonus. There is no such situation of turning against the guest.

There is only one possibility for this situation, that is, Hawkeye is extremely convinced that Natasha can do it. This belief exceeds Freddy's influence on the dream. In other words, it is most likely to be a fact in reality!

Holy shit! It’s just that I haven’t been active for a while. Are women so good at boxing nowadays?

Freddy's eyes kept blinking. It was hard for him to read Hawkeye's mind and scare him with something familiar to him.

After all, with Natasha's experience, who knows if any strange impressions will pop up again.

"Hey, it's a pity that I can't let you enjoy a happy death this time. I'll see you next time, little agent." After Freddy figured it out, he stopped wasting time.

After all, the accident just now completely dispelled the fear in Hawkeye's heart, and Hawkeye even wanted to laugh a little now.

So, dear Uncle Freddy went to find other lovely dreamers.