Marvel's Spear Bureau Secret Service

"Depend on!"

The sudden bright light made Chu Ling squint his eyes directly. He was not sure whether his bullets coated with holy water had any effect, so the first two shots were directly aimed at the opponent's eyes. However, he did not cooperate well with the priest. When the holy light came on, the 'devil' directly Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, so his bullets probably had no effect.

"Roar~!!!!" With a deafening roar, Chu Ling's sight had recovered because he was not facing the light. He did not look at the priest who turned around and ran towards him, but looked at the hands and chest of his target, and shot three times. The bullets all hit the target, and there were wounds on the arms and the opponent's chest. The wounds were burning as if sulfuric acid had been sprinkled on them.

"Run away!"

The priest looked at Chu Ling, who was standing at the door with his gun still raised, and spoke loudly.

Chu Ling confirmed that his weapon was useful and wanted to continue trying it. As long as it hit the vital point, it would still be effective.

"He is immortal!"

"Bang!" A bullet flew past the priest's head and hit the devil's head hard. The devil's head tilted back at a 90-degree angle, and then slowly moved back.

"Fuck!" Chu Ling was sure that the priest was right. The wounds on his chest and arms had disappeared, and the gun muzzle on his forehead could see the opponent's skull. The surrounding skin was not burned, but it reached a critical point. , the burning stopped and then the opponent's cyan skin began to recover.

"Bang, bang!" Chu Ling did not leave immediately, but still leaned against the door with his shoulder. Taking advantage of the dizziness caused by the gunshot to the opponent's head, he fired two more shots, again in both eyes.

"Roar!!!" There was another painful roar, and the demon covered his eyes and squatted down.

"Come on!"

The priest who had already rushed out of the door shouted to Chu Ling.

Chu Ling took two steps back and closed the door that his shoulder was leaning against. He took out the telescopic baton from his waist and thrust it into the handle.

"This way!" The priest looked at Chu Ling's movements and turned around to lead the way.

Locking the door, although he knew it might not be useful, but it could delay some time, so Chu Ling quickly followed the priest.

"You don't have an inquisition here? Or summon an angel? Do you have holy water?"

"who are you?"

"She's from SHIELD! Do you know?"

"There is holy water, but it may not be effective."

The two ran away quickly, and there was a sound of the door being pulled behind them, and then a roar came: "Wallow, Abigor!!!"

"Damn!" Chu Ling cursed again, forgetting that the other party had a partner. "Where to go?"

"Follow me, basement."

Chu Ling didn't answer. He ran a few steps and suddenly turned around, raised his hand and shot. "Bang, bang!"

"Hahahaha!!!" A series of laughter, a mist-like shadow in the sky quickly flew over.

The bullet penetrated the opponent directly, and Chu Ling could see the wind demon with long hair, wearing a shabby cloak, long magic and fangs flying directly towards him.

Squinting his eyes, he immediately turned his hand and thrust it into his waist. He swung his hands back and shook his hands. The suit slipped down his arms. He grabbed the jacket with both hands and turned around with his feet as the axis. He took the suit and wheeled it out vigorously.

"Bang!!" The suit made a loud sound as it hit the flying wind demon hard, blowing it away.

"..." The mist-like wind demon slowly closed up on the spot, and then looked at Chu Ling who ran away with the suit in confusion. He never thought that his elemental body could be targeted like this, and what happened just now How much force does it take to pull it out?

After being stunned for a moment, the regrouped Wind Demon Abigor dived down again and charged directly at the opponent's back.

He didn't look at the opponent behind him at all. When he was about to get close, he suddenly came forward, causing his attack to miss. Before he could turn around, another gust of wind blew from behind him.

"Bang!!"

Feng Mo was blown away again with a confused look on his face.

There was a loud noise behind him, and the door of the bishop's church flew out. He retracted one foot and then the blue-skinned demon walked out. It could be seen that the other person's face was greener than before.

"What about people?"

The regrouped Feng Mo looked back and flew out again, but just after he turned the corner and watched a door close, Feng Mo quickly flew over and landed at the door. Then he looked at the magic circle on the door and hesitated for a moment and stretched out his hand. .

When I first touched the handle, it bounced away quickly like an electric shock.

The cyan demon walked over slowly and looked at the door with a ferocious expression.

Across the door, Chu Ling raised his pistol and pointed it at the door. This time he did not hold the gun with one hand. He held the gun with his left hand and pressed his thumb on the tactical flashlight on the gun. In the dim environment, he did not think of turning on the flashlight immediately.

"Bang." There was a soft sound from behind, and then fire came from behind, and his shadow shone on the door and kept flickering.

"It's safe for now. This door is a magic circle blessed by the Pope."

"Huh!" Chu Ling exhaled forcefully, and then slowly moved the muzzle of the gun. He was not sure whether his last special tactical flashlight was of any use.

He bent down to pick up his coat, wiped the holster of his gun, reached out and patted the suit and took it in his hand, then watched the priest light the torch.

"Bang!"

He turned around and retreated, drawing his gun and pointing it at the door.

"Bang!"

"Father! Are you sure it's safe?"

"I said it's temporary! Come with me, this door can only temporarily stop the black-hearted demon." The priest said nervously. "Thank you for saving me. I couldn't escape without you."

The corner of Chu Ling's mouth twitched. He couldn't tell who would save whom. Although he didn't think he couldn't defeat the opponent, he should not be able to cause harm to the opponent in hand-to-hand combat.

The black-hearted demon mentioned by the priest can block bullets with his body. The other wind demon is completely elemental, and physical attacks have no effect at all.

"How did SHIELD find this place?"

"I want to ask about the original cemetery of the western suburbs train factory!" Chu Ling simply didn't put the gun away this time. The constant banging of the door behind him made him very uneasy.

Upon hearing this, the priest immediately raised his finger to tell him not to continue. He looked at the door and then waved his hand.

Chu Ling followed the other person and walked towards the front, a short corridor, and then the stairs going down.

After walking for a while, the priest spoke again: "Are you also here for the contract of Saint Fanganza?"

"There was a big commotion in the city yesterday, and we came here because of that."

The priest had a solemn look on his face, and then sighed one last time: "Perhaps we can only ask SHIELD for help. All our forces were transferred back to Europe due to the vampire incident last year."

"Ha." Chu Ling smiled. He didn't think SHIELD was useful. Professionals were better. "You also saw that my bullets were coated with holy water, but it had no effect. If quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes, I can apply for the action team."

The priest did not answer, but led Chu Ling to the basement camera, then took off his own cross and reached for the lock of a box.

Chu Ling came to the other party and looked at him curiously.

The other party opened the box vigorously.

"These two weapons may be able to help you."

Chu Ling looked over and saw a Colt 873 single-action revolver and an awl-shaped dagger lying quietly in the box.

The revolver should be a special one, with runes engraved on it. There was nothing unusual about the dagger, but the blade and the grip of the dagger were made of one piece of metal. Chu Ling couldn't tell what metal it was at once.

Seeing Chu Ling looking at the dagger, the priest made the sign of the cross on his chest.

"This is the weapon of an angel!"

Chu Ling narrowed his eyes.

"Angel Blade?"

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