Marvel: Start to create Hydra

“Sir, is there really someone in this world who can’t be killed?”

Coulson looked at the picture in the distance and couldn’t help but turn his head to ask Fury on the side.

“Newcomer, you have to remember that there has never been a person in this world who cannot be killed, and the reason why you feel that he cannot kill is only because you have not found the right way.” Fury glanced at Coulson beside him and said in a cautionary tone.

Coulson nodded and secretly wrote down the sentence.

In fact, the shock Fury felt in his heart was not much smaller than Coulson.

It’s just that he is used to not showing his thoughts on his face, so he can’t see it.

But as he said himself, there is no one in this world who cannot be killed, even if this guy called the night demon in the distance can still be fierce under so many bullets.

But Fury always firmly believes that the other party is by no means an unkillable existence.

Bullets can’t kill him, they still have bombs!

Even if the bomb still can’t kill him, Fury won’t believe it, throw him into the magma, will he die?

Moreover, in addition to being difficult to kill, this night demon is not much stronger than ordinary people in other aspects, whether it is speed or strength, there is no amazing performance.

And that kind of combat skill makes the experienced agent Fury see the flaws.

To sum up, Fury can almost be sure that the other party is just an ordinary person who suddenly acquired special abilities, as for why do so many things?

Judging from the first appearance of the other party to what he has done now, he should have some personal grudges with these gangsters.

After reaching these conclusions in his heart, Fury was relieved.

What he was most worried about was that this night demon was actually a strengthened person cultivated by some organization, and if that was the case, things would become complicated and tricky.

The current result is the best.

Even, they S.H.I.E.L.D. may be able to recruit this night demon.

After all, the other party’s talent is there, and after a little training, it will be better than those agents who have been cultivated for more than ten years.

However, these things are not yet the turn of a third-level agent in Fury’s district to consider.

His task now is only to capture the other party.

As for whether the follow-up is Zhao’an or something else, then it is none of his business.

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In the club, people kept pouring out.

It feels like stabbing a hornet’s nest.

These people, some of them from the Hell Motorcycle Gang, but many more from other gangs, were instructed by Falco’s cabinet to set up this ambush tonight to kill this night demon.

It’s just that the Night Demon is far more difficult than they expected before.

Seeing that people are constantly falling in front, and the night demon who obviously doesn’t know how many shots he has in his body, but he is still killing fiercely, which makes many people a little scared.

“Up! Give it all to me! ”

“The other party is alone, afraid of a fart!”

Several gang leaders in the back shouted loudly.

At first, it was still a little useful, but gradually, these subordinates did not listen to them anymore, and no matter how they reprimanded, they just did not rush forward.

“MD, get out of my way, let me come!”

A bald bearded man grabbed the AK in his subordinate’s hand and fired at Clark, who rushed over.

The bullet crackled on Clark’s body, causing him to retreat.

But when the shuttle was swept, a sound of ‘Ding Zero Dang’ was heard, and the bullets that hit Clark were all squeezed out by the muscles on his body, and the warheads that had been flattened fell to the ground one after another, making a crisp sound.

Clark steadied his body at this time, raised his head with a bloody face, stared at the other party, and showed a sinister smile.

“Fak! You monster! Give me death!!! ”

The bald bearded man was obviously scared and turned pale, but he still cursed angrily and took out his pistol and shot at Clark repeatedly.

Clark dodged left and right, avoiding some of the bullets.

When he got closer, he waved his hand and directly cut off an arm that the bald beard raised to resist.

The screams of the bald bearded man had just sounded, and Clark stabbed again.

The screams suddenly stopped.

When the other people who were still alive saw that they had already been frightened, they still cared about what orders and did not order, and they all turned around and ran, one faster than the other.

Clark didn’t pursue either.

He stood there and gasped for a few breaths.

At this moment, a neat sound of footsteps came from all directions, accompanied by the sound of bullets being loaded, and small green dots appeared on Clark’s body.

“I know bullets can’t kill you, but trust me, these people are not the punks you usually deal with.”

A voice came from that side.

Clark turned to look over.

In the darkness, a black man in a black suit came out of the crowd, followed by a white man with a meticulous expression.

Nick. Fury! Phil. Colson!

Seeing the two, Clark couldn’t help but read the names of the two in his heart.