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Since he dared to make trouble in the downtown area in broad daylight, or near the Avengers Building, the other party must have been well prepared.

Pull down the fire shutter above the gate, and gather the crowd in the narrow space at the junction of the counter and the administrative area on the east side of the hall.The heavily armed hijackers were divided into several groups and stood in different directions, holding guns in their hands to monitor every move of the hostages.No matter who it is, as long as there is a slight movement, it will be turned into a corpse by bullets without mercy in an instant.

That made things a little more difficult.

Pressing Merlin to hide in the most unobtrusive corner, Jarod looked around and frowned involuntarily.He was very sure that the hijackers who appeared suddenly were not just ordinary bank robbers. They were organized, purposeful, professionally trained, and a group of desperadoes without the slightest mercy.Garrod didn't have a weapon in his hands now, so it wasn't easy to deal with them alone, and if the safety of the hostages was to be ensured, the possibility of success would be even lower.Therefore, without sufficient assurance, he cannot and is not prepared to take any action rashly.

"Let's wait and see what happens, and see what they want to do." Turning his head slightly, Garrod leaned close to Merlin's ear and whispered so softly.

"……Um."

I felt a warm air flow over my cheeks, like a small electric current, passing through every inch of exposed skin, bringing an uncomfortable feeling all over my body.Merlin's cheeks were a little flushed, and he couldn't help but move slightly away from the elf, and then he reacted and wanted to nod to show that he had no objection.

That's good.

His eyes fell on the potted plants that barely covered them.Because they happened to be standing in this most unobtrusive corner when the attack was discovered, and the men in black who were busy driving back the crowd fleeing for the escape exit had not had time to search this area, which just gave them time to breathe.Garald thought for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand to rest on the edge of the leaf in front of him, muttering something silently.And soon, under Merlin's surprised gaze, those wilting leaves became dense again, stretching out the branches and leaves, and almost blinking, they covered the area where they were hiding, completely covering the two figures. cover up.

This is... magic? ! !

I could feel the faint power flowing from Jarod's body, as well as the burst of joy from the branches and leaves as they were rejuvenated.For a great mage who is magic itself, this is like a light in the dark night, which cannot be concealed at all.Merlin turned his head to look at the elf, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.But before he could ask anything, not far away, there was another movement among the hijackers who were uniformly wrapped in black uniforms.

"Call those S.H.I.E.L.D. bitches."

A shot was shot at the feet of the nearest hostage, and someone who looked like the leader ordered to his subordinates, with a gloomy expression that almost dripped water: "Tell them, if I don't see them within half an hour, let them go!" , 1 minute later, I will kill one here."

"Yes."

Nodding in response, his subordinate took a quick snap, took out the communicator, connected to the channel of S.H.I.E.L.D., and repeated what the man said.Then, without waiting for the agent over there to react, he hung up the communication with a 'snap', obviously sending a signal that there was no room for turning around this matter.

After hearing their conversation clearly, Jarod frowned even more tightly.

The meaning of those people's words is very clear. They involved the original grievances with S.H.I.E.L.D. to ordinary people, so as to force S.H.I.E.L.D.And if things turned out to be the worst and they really planned to kill here, even if the odds of winning were slim, Garald would definitely not be able to sit idly by.

Perhaps, he could find a backup.

Thinking of this, Jialuode quietly took out the phone from his pocket, swiped open the screen to unlock it.However, before Mr. Elf could do anything, the interface on his screen suddenly turned completely black, and then a communication request from Iron Man appeared. Wes remotely controlled Jarod's phone through the subsystem.

With the same expression and no surprise, Mr. Elf pressed the communication button and raised the phone to his ear.

"Jiajia, you don't need to answer, just listen to me."

As soon as it was connected, Tony's voice came from the other end of the phone, with an unprecedented serious tone:

"I know you're in the bank. Those are Hydra people. They just raided more than one place and demanded that S.H.I.E.L.D. release a recently captured Hydra member by taking hostages. Our The people are scattered now, and the firepower here is insufficient. If you want to successfully rescue the hostages, you must get your help... Can you move freely now? If you can, tap the screen."

Slightly moving the phone away from his ear, Jialuo De obeyed and tapped on the screen.

"very good."

Tony nodded: "In 10 minutes, the captain and the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. will all be on standby outside the bank. We observed the situation inside. The assault from the outside can only kill five people near the gate at most, and the remaining three stand as hostages." The hijackers behind you need you to find a solution. You must try to act when the captain and the others are acting, and try to ensure the safety of the hostages, can you do it?"

three people.

Looking up and looking not far away, Jarod's eyes looked around, and finally settled on the open corridor platform on the second floor above their heads, and soon tapped the screen again.

"Then please, the operation will start in 10 minutes. The captain will give you a signal then."

A faint siren sounded from the other end of the communication.Because he is now at another hostage scene, Tony just explained the last sentence so concisely, and then hung up the phone without even asking the elf what he planned to do. Garrod took care of it.

Naturally, he would not betray his trust.Garald put the phone back into his pocket, took a deep breath, took out the hair tie that Jimmy kindly gave him from his pocket, stroked back the hair that was too long on his forehead and temples, and tied it behind his head.

"I'm going to get rid of them."

Making sure that the view would not be blocked, Garrod turned to look at Merlin: "You stay here, don't come out."

"I'll listen to you.

He just answered a word, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped talking.Merlin stared closely at the sharp ears exposed after the hair was raised by Jarod, as if seeing something very incredible, his eyes widened for a moment, showing a look of extreme shock in his eyes.

He subconsciously clenched the shoulder straps of his backpack, and he couldn't help but froze in place.

However, he hadn't waited for him to react or say anything.Garald, who had already focused all his attention on the upcoming battle, had already rushed out from behind the potted plant, and disappeared from his sight almost in the blink of an eye.

Because the hostages were concentrated in the center of the hall, the attackers had to stand scattered around the crowd, alert to the movement in front of them.And although it is easy to get a wide field of view in the convoluted staircase design of the hall, it also allows them to stand on the edge of the upper platform, making it difficult to prevent surprise attacks from the vertical direction.He walked along the wall non-stop for a while, walked around to the stairwell at the other end of the bank hall, and climbed up to the second floor without a sound.Garald cautiously peeked out from behind the pillars on the second floor, silently memorized everyone's positions, and then focused on his three targets. After hesitating for a moment, he chose the most dangerous but also the fastest one. Way, decided to jump directly from the platform directly in front of their field of vision, and get rid of them all at once.

I took a paper cutter from the office on the second floor, broke the blade into two pieces, and held it between my fingertips.The elf lurked under the opponent's nose, like a cheetah locked on its prey, ready to go. For a while, even the sound of breathing seemed to disappear, and it merged with the quiet air around it.

He just has to wait.

And soon, Captain America's signal arrived as promised.

When he felt the mobile phone in his pocket began to vibrate regularly, Jarod's pupils shrank, he took a few steps up the railing of the platform, jumped directly from the second floor, and rushed towards his three targets.At the same time, with the bang of glass shattering, a red, blue and white shield smashed in together with the sniper's bullets. Almost before everyone could react, the five black-clothed men closest to the gate The soldier had been hit to the point, with a dazed expression on his face, and he was silent in a blink of an eye.

"Damn...!!"

Obviously, they didn't expect SHIELD to dare to make such a direct raid. The remaining soldiers immediately raised their guns and aimed at the most conspicuous Captain America rushing in from the door.But before they could pull the trigger, two sharp blades suddenly came through the air, piercing straight into the eyebrows of the two people next to them, with such force that they even sank an inch, and fell heavily to the ground, the bullets fired It should have been hit on the post as well, and no one was hurt.

And at the same moment, Garald, who jumped from the second floor, also arrived, and directly elbowed the leader in the middle, knocking him hard to the ground, and passed out almost immediately.The whole process took less than half a minute, and the efficiency was simply outrageous.

"Are you okay?!"

Quickly ran to Jialuode who also fell to the ground, and pulled the elf up.Steve looked him up and down nervously to make sure that he was fine, but he was a little dazed when he jumped from the second floor, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

"Well... I'm fine."

Leaning on Steve, he stood up straight.Jialude moved his arms and legs, but didn't find anything broken or anything wrong. He looked up at the second-floor platform he just jumped off, and curled his lips: "I really don't like doing this kind of thing. ...you should have brought my bow and arrows."

"I'll bring it to you next time."

Support the elf so that he can regain his footing.Steve followed his words, and did not let go of the hand on Garald's shoulder. He planned to take him out like this, and called the doctor from S.H.I.E.L.D. to come over and check him again. Is it true? nothing happened.

And the accident happened at the moment they turned around.

When they felt the danger coming, both Steve and Garrod heard the crisp sound of guns being loaded behind them.There was no time to dodge, when a series of piercing gunshots mixed with the panicked shouts of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents reached his ears, Steve had reflexively thrown Jarod to the ground, pressed his head, and threw him to the ground. The man stood tightly in front of him, trying to use his body to block the bullets that hit him from behind.

but--

The arm around the elf was so strong that it almost pushed him into his body.Steve closed his eyes tightly, but there was no expected pain. Instead, there was a crisp "clinking" sound of bullets landing, which reverberated throughout the hall, making people's eardrums ache.

How is this...?

Finally realizing that something seemed wrong, Steve did not let go, but still held Jarod to his chest, and looked behind him with the elf.

Still maintaining the posture of reaching out.Standing behind the raider who had been killed by the agents, the black-haired boy slowly raised his head. A gun that had been twisted into scrap metal by magic power was floating beside him. There seemed to be a golden light flashing in his eyes.

"Merlin?"

Slowly standing up from Steve's arms, Garrod's eyes were complicated: "Did you save us?"

Merlin didn't speak.He just kept looking at Garald, his eyes slowly shifted from his distinctive pointed ears to that delicate face, and finally opened his mouth with some difficulty, but he didn't answer the question he just asked.

"You...are an elf?"

The boy took two steps forward: "Is your name Garrod?"

Mr. Elf was taken aback for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.

"How do you—"

Some wondered why Merlin knew so clearly, he frowned, and was about to ask, but was immediately interrupted by Merlin's next sentence.

"I'm here to find you."

Under Garald's shocked eyes, he took a deep breath and said, "Because I promised someone that no matter how long it has been, I will come to find you...and you must know him."

"Who?"

"Glorfindel."