[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Both Hotch and Rossi wore bulletproof vests with the words FBI printed on them. The hook at the front of Otto's robotic arm didn't hurt them, but it did restrict their movement.

"Fxxk!" Oliver couldn't bear it anymore, and uncontrollably pulled the trigger towards Otto's back with his index finger.

The two mechanical arms attacking Peter were distracted to block the bullets, and Peter seized the opportunity to climb on the beam directly above Otto. Oliver looked at the mechanical arm that was sweeping towards him, gritted his teeth and mobilized the muscles in his legs, and used his feet to fly into the air and rotate sideways, narrowly avoiding the sharp attack in the air.

The mechanical arm smashed two holes on the concrete floor, cracks appeared at a uniform speed like the veins of leaves, and the small stones were shaken up and scattered.

Even if human bones can have the hardness of concrete, this blow will cause a comminuted fracture, not to mention that bones don't have such hardness. Oliver let out a breath, feeling a little scared in his heart.

After the robotic arm missed, it quickly changed the attack target and attacked Peter who was attacking from above.

Peter can move in the air with the help of spider silk, but this is not wings after all, and Spider-Man can't turn to avoid the attack when he loses the borrowed object in mid-air.

The mechanical arm swept Peter into the pile of rubble in the corner, and a few bricks fell from the mottled wall to cover up his red figure.

"Peter!" Hotch shouted, and immediately felt the metal claws on his waist tightened, and a low hum came out of his throat unnaturally. .

"Oh ~ our good agent looks very relaxed." Otto stared at Hotch's furrowed brow, with a weird smile on his face, and his voice that could be squeaky thin should have made people laugh, but instead At this moment, no one can laugh.

Cold sweat broke out one after another instantly on Hotch's forehead. Even though he was wearing body armor, he couldn't ignore the huge pressure. The internal organs seemed to be compressed on a flat surface, and the pain was from the outside to the inside.

But the FBI's professionalism and his perseverance did not allow Hotch to beg for mercy from the prisoner.

Oliver was very distressed, completely ignored and didn't know what his organs were secreting. He only felt the trachea constricted one after another, and the suffocation caused by the decrease in oxygen in the lungs and the soreness of the trachea convulsion rushed to his brain.

The body movements were no longer under the control of the brain, Oliver rushed straight to Otto, rolled on the ground to avoid the chain attack of the mechanical arm, and neat broken holes appeared on the ground along the route of his rolling.

Dust inevitably stained his face, and after mixing with sweat, strands of hair on his forehead stuck to each other. You don't need to think about how embarrassing Oliver looks now.

But he still didn't give up, and seized the opportunity to change the rolling direction and grabbed the mechanical arm, clinging to the slender metal machine with his limbs like a gibbon.

Even the intelligent robotic arm control system was frightened by Oliver's abnormal behavior without going through the brain and stopped working for a few seconds.

A few seconds in the middle of the fight were enough to turn the tide, and Natasha threw a miniature bomb at the mechanical arm that was idly poised to kill Oliver.

boom!The bombs used for close combat were not that powerful, but the mechanical arm was still shaken unexpectedly, shaking wildly like a water snake under attack.

With the cold sweat pouring out of Oliver's palms and the swaying from side to side, Oliver was quickly thrown into the pile of rubble in the corner, and became good neighbors with Peter through thick and thin.

All of this just happened in the blink of an eye. Oliver, who had knocked his head on the stone a few times, gradually regained his senses. He stretched his arms and sat up, leaning against the gravel, and asked in a low voice, "Peter, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." A red hand tremblingly stretched out from the rubble, followed by Spider-Man's iconic hood.

"Hiss." Oliver, who was using his ability to restore the pain in his body, let out a low voice.

Natasha was still fighting with Otto, and other members of the bau team rushed in at some point, but the only thing they could do was wait and see with a serious expression on their guns.

Natasha avoided the attack of the mechanical arm with her superb physical toughness, but just avoiding no attack meant that she couldn't get close, and the tireless mechanical arm continued to consume her physical strength.

"Otto, you haven't got the Chuan element yet." Oliver reminded aloud.

Dr. Otto is also considered a man of culture, and force cannot solve the problem, so Oliver can only attack in a different direction.

Oliver signaled Natasha to stop with his eyes, "If you kill the FBI agent now, you will face endless pursuit; Chuan element will not have such a master who is wandering around. You can weigh it yourself .” Oliver’s voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was just a bystander who had nothing to do with himself.

Sure enough, Otto loosened the control of the mechanical claw, of course, to an extent invisible to the naked eye, which could only be seen from the relaxed expressions of Hotch and Rossi.

Oliver urged himself in his heart to solve the problem as soon as possible.

But Otto is also a man who doesn't play his cards according to common sense. "No matter what I do, I will get what I want soon."

Could it be that Otto has already obtained the Chuan element from other sources? No, that's impossible. Hotch still carefully analyzed in his mind that Osbron's thong elements would not be sold or stolen. These things are priceless treasures on the black market, and the stingy Ministry of Defense is even less likely to use the military's inventory.

He hasn't got the Chuan element yet, but he is already full of confidence, what to ask

"Harry Osbron! What did you do?" Oliver roared.

"I thought you found this young master missing, but I didn't expect you to know nothing." Otto smiled contemptuously.

He'd caught Harry, and the message popped into everyone's mind.

A mechanical arm continued to extend, pulling out a bound figure from the collapsed prefabricated slab on the other side, it was Harry.

"It's too complicated to complete his task, and I can't wait so long. But now I found a good way."

"Do you still think that I will lack the element of Chuan?"

There are three hostages in the enemy's hands, which is very dangerous, and it is also an excellent opportunity to attack. The three mechanical arms are occupied, and Peter, Natasha, and Oliver are currently available for combat.

Peter crawled out from the pile of rubble and saw the unconscious Harry. He roared heart-piercingly, and the spider silk shot towards the beam, swinging a beautiful parabola in the air, and rushed towards Otto.

Natasha and Oliver looked at each other, and followed Prter to launch the attack with a tacit understanding.

He rushed towards Otto from three directions respectively. He could only let go of Rossi and barely spared a mechanical arm to resist the attacks of the three.

Rossi fell to the ground and was quickly helped to the other side by Prentiss.

"Oliver, ten o'clock direction." Hotch reminded with a trembling voice.

Without turning his head, Oliver skillfully leaned over and lowered his center of gravity to avoid the blow.

Peter's fist made a fist mark on the mechanical arm. Fifty tons of force is not for nothing.

Oliver took the opportunity to get close to Otto, his knuckles touched his shoulders, and activated his ability to urge Ottod's spine to heal itself. The steel needles that penetrated into the bone marrow could not resist the strength of bone growth, and slowly withdrew from the muscles.

"Ah!!" The severe pain caused Otto to scream, and the mechanical arm was struggling like a drowning man trying to survive, and the metal hook at the front was continuously tightened.

Harry wasn't wearing body armor, and the metal hook went straight into the skin around his waist.The cold metal felt against his muscles, and Harry was jolted awake.

He shook his head in a daze to judge his situation, surrounded by the disgraced FBI and the handsome and strong Spider-Man, while he was caught by a strange man in a black trench coat. "Otto"

Harry finally came back to his senses, saw that when Peter raised his fist to punch Otto again, he was blocked by two mechanical arms together, he was in a state of confusion, and changed various self-help directions in his mind.

His hands were not restricted, and he reached out and took out two balls from his pocket. The mechanical arm didn't pay attention to these two small things when Otto searched him.

Harry threw the ball at Otto, and it exploded with a bang. Otto was distracted, and the two mechanical arms holding the hostage loosened.

Oliver landed on Hotch before the second ball exploded, and the weight of the two grown men knocked the unwary mechanical arms away.

An explosion sounded behind him, and Oliver threw Hotch to the ground, narrowly avoiding a blast of heat.

Oliver had removed part of Otto's control over the robotic arm when he controlled the growth of the bones. Now that the bomb exploded, Otto, who was at the center of the explosion, passed out.

"Peter, it's now!"

After saving Harry, Peter carefully walked up to Otto holding the chip in his palm, turned him face down, and installed the chip on the back of his neck.

Oliver…Oliver was throwing himself on Hotch right now, not wanting to get up.

In fact, every person and every kind of animal can receive the body information of the same kind, but the receiving ability is almost inaudible.

For example, animals can receive hormonal information to determine the arrival of estrus. As for humans... are they in estrus all year round, right?

But compared with Oliver's ability to accept various body information, that is the gap between a single mobile phone and a space satellite.

People like to kiss their partners, why because kissing can convey physical information from both parties, even if the parties can't really realize it, they can emotionally find out whether their partner is suitable for them.

Kissing Oliver can receive Hotch's message without such a mess, okay!Just get closer, like now.

Oliver felt that Hotch was someone he'd be addicted to, if only physically.But what is the impact of physiology on psychology? Oliver can now draw a conclusion, [-]%!

Anyway, after blocking a wave of bombs, Oliver calmly pretended to be the wounded.

"Oliver, are you okay?" Hotch's tone was full of worry, and he raised his fingers to smooth Oliver's messy blond hair, and the half-short hair brushed his neck itchyly.Afterwards, a broad palm caressed Oliver's back.

Oliver put on the bulletproof vest seriously. The rough black cloth was slightly hot under the impact of the heat wave, but the skin underneath should not be damaged.

Oliver replied with a muffled yes, and Hotch heaved a sigh of relief, turning his palms to pat Oliver's back, thinking that he was indeed a large golden retriever.

"Then get up quickly."

"Oh."

Hotch didn't know why he heard the meaning of grievance from this word.

Look at his lake-green eyes again. It's not just work pressure or some other reason. The red blood in his eyes makes the corners of his eyes red, which really means a sense of grievance.

Hotch coughed, and Oliver obediently stood up.

Otto is handcuffed, but there are still some things to be determined.

"Little Mr. Orsbron, what you just threw," Oliver asked.

"I found another weapon room for my father in the company." Harry pressed his fingers near the abdominal wound to stop the bleeding, "I took two by the way."

"After Otto's matter is settled, we need to go to your company."