Marvel's Agents of the Spear

It was quiet for a moment outside the door, and soon became noisy again.

"Break off the chicken!" Fa Ze shouted again.

boom

Someone forced the iron door open, the trap installed on the iron door was triggered, and the bomb made the outside of the door quiet again.

Tony was shocked, "What did you say?"

"Hello and goodbye." Faze said as he tightened the screws connecting the housing.

"You shouldn't have said the second sentence." Tony said seriously, "They obviously misunderstood the meaning of goodbye."

"It's too late," Ethan said with a firm gaze, "Tony, guide Anran to complete the energy transmission, and I'll attract their attention."

"According to plan" Tony yelled, but failed to stop Ethan. He picked up the gun on the corpse at the door and yelled to chase the enemies who had imprisoned him for a long time.

"Ethan" Tony's eyes were splitting.

"No time to talk, Tony." Fazer clicked quickly on the computer, and a progress bar appeared on the screen, "Please wait patiently, I have to excuse myself for a while."

"You know how to complete the transmission of energy?" Tony said in disbelief, "Where are you going?"

"I forgot to tell you, I am a student at the School of Computer and Information Engineering at Qingbei University." Faze said with a smile, "I'm going to vent my anger. After all, the combat permission has finally been issued."

A golden hoop appeared on his head, and golden light extended from it, interweaving and outlining a translucent golden lens in front of Fa Ze's left eye.

The pitch-black iron crutch bloomed with silver, swallowing up all the black in an instant, and Faze rushed out in stride, without hesitation.

Three men from the Ten Rings Gang came running towards them. When they saw Fa Ze, they were startled. They picked up their guns and were about to shoot.

The silver staff came out of his hand, the strong wind roared, and it hit one of the minions hard.

The minion flew backwards, his screams muffled by the silver staff embedded in his chest, and emerged from the lungs pierced by the broken ribs.

The strong wind caused by the silver staff blew the other two minions away. The guns in their hands were not accurate and they fired randomly.

Eight Immortals magic weapon iron crutch: In the black state, the iron crutch can absorb kinetic energy, and the user must have direct contact with the iron crutch to activate it;

In the silver state of the silver staff, the silver staff can release the kinetic energy absorbed by the black state, and at the same time loses the ability to absorb kinetic energy.

Fa Ze stretched out his hand, and the silver staff spun in mid-air and shattered the bodies of the two minions. They flew back to Fa Ze's hands bathed in blood and internal organs.

He hid sideways in the corner of the cave, with the tip of the silver staff touching the ground and the thicker end against his ear. The vague footsteps suddenly became clear.

"Three two one" Faze counted silently in his mind, and saw the right moment to swing his silver staff and raise the sand.

The Ten Rings gangsters who approached the corner immediately opened fire, the muzzles of their guns spraying flames, and the hot bullets hit the gravel dancing with the dust, turning them into finer pieces.

Some calmly shouted, "There is no ceasefire idiots"

Silver light appears

The sharp silver staff appeared in front of the leader of the gangsters, and quickly approached in his frightened eyes. It penetrated into his eye sockets, squeezed out his eyeballs, and shattered his brain.

As the silver rod advanced, the diameter of the silver rod that entered the gangster's head gradually increased, causing his head to follow the footsteps of his eyeballs, twisting and exploding in the unbelievable and horrified eyes of his accomplices behind him.

Like a ripe watermelon being roughly smashed, the white bone stubble and milky white brain were mixed with scarlet blood, flying in the air.

The horrific scene became extremely clear in the renewed gunfire. Fear swallowed up the gangsters' rationality and turned into hot bullets rushing out of the guns.

The air was filled with the violent smell of blood and fire. The silver staff passed through it, and blood flowers bloomed. From time to time, stray bullets hit the iron crutches, and dazzling sparks exploded between them.

When everything returned to silence, only Fa Ze's labored breathing was left in the darkness.

Roiling black energy surged out of his pupils and swallowed the whites of his eyes, escaping from the corners of his eyes. Vague whispers echoed in Faze's mind, making his consciousness even more confused.

"Shut up" he cursed under his breath.

Several stray bullets hit his body. Even though he had received professional training in dodging bullets, one still missed his heart and two hit his lungs.

"Ouch, cough, cough," Faze coughed twice, and blood spurted out from the trachea. "Sure enough, ordinary bullets can't do it."

The silver staff turned around and hit the thigh, knocking the bullet stuck between the bones out of the wound.

The silver staff would not render the user's legs useless, but Fa Ze had to lean on it to ensure that he would not fall.

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The bruised man stepped on the flesh and blood, and the silver staff in his hand touched the broken bones, making a crisp sound.

Faze raised his thin lips, squinted his eyes and chanted softly:

"Don't listen to the sound of broken bones, why not scream and walk slowly."

Following the route Ethan told him, Fa Ze walked forward slowly.

"Silver rods and leather shoes beat horses lightly"

There were chaotic footsteps ahead, mixed with loud shouts.

"Who is afraid"

Leaning against the wall, Faze raised his silver staff and slowly released it.

"A misty rain Ren Pingsheng."

The air emitted an ear-piercing scream and evaded the surroundings. The moment the silver staff was released, it burst out at a terrifying speed and rushed towards the source of the footsteps.

The footsteps became more chaotic, and the angry shouts quickly turned into frightened screams, mixed with the sounds of squeezing celery and pounding meat fillings, echoing in the cave.

The noise returned to silence. Faze moved slowly while holding on to the wall. The silver staff had exhausted its kinetic energy and could no longer return to his hand automatically.

But at the last moment, the detector on the silver staff captured a familiar figure.

"I said, why do you have to rush out? Can't you wait a little longer?" Faze picked up the iron crutch that turned dark again around the man and sat down next to him. "I don't have any medicine for you now. Even if you have me, I will eat it myself first. If there is one, I will eat one. If there are two, I will eat one and throw away the other."

"I just don't want you to say that." The blood seeping out of Ethan's bullet hole has dyed his entire body red, "Isn't a doctor who doesn't want to be a soldier a good agent?"

"So a doctor who doesn't want to be a martyr is not a good physicist," Faze retorted unceremoniously, "What did the doctor do wrong?"

Ethan twitched the corners of his mouth, but the action of smiling was too difficult for him now. The small movements affected the wound and made his expression distorted.

"Don't show such an expression," Fa Ze complained with a smile. "The whole face looks like you can't laugh or cry. Are you going to perform an emergency assembly later?"

"Be careful" Ethan suddenly shouted.

Suddenly a bald man appeared in the cave, holding a grenade rocket launcher developed by Tony half a year ago.

咻

The micro-missile flew out of the ferocious steel monster's arm first, and the flames of the explosion knocked the bald head to the ground.

"The Jericho missile you want." Tony's voice came from it. He walked stiffly in front of the seriously injured two people and lifted the visor on his face. "Doctors, the time for long talks is always very long. Brief, come on, it’s time for us to go.”

"No, Stark." Ethan said weakly.

"You have to walk the rest of the way by yourself," Fazer's thin lips curled up, and blood rushed out impatiently, "Hurry up, Tony."

"No, come with me, come on." Wrapped in an indestructible steel suit, Tony was as fragile as a child. He looked at the two of them with expectant eyes, "We have plans, and we must act according to the plan."

"It's always been as planned, Stark," Ethan replied.

"This is my escape plan, Tony." Fazer's smile was as peaceful and sincere as ever, "You know, we can't leave with you."