[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

Grant Bartook didn't have time to think, and didn't dare to think, and ran in the direction of the bullet——

——But how can a person outrun a bullet?

Lady Hydra, who saw this scene through the scope, smiled.

"let me see....."

She narrowed her beautiful eyes.

"--what would you do?"

"Get away from my boy! Youbeast!!!"

A furious shout suddenly exploded above Grant Bartook's head.

A golden flash fell from the sky, Hydera tensed her face, pointed the gun down and shot quickly!

The golden light exploded, and the bullet that was about to touch the inventor's forehead disappeared without a trace.

"Mr. Stark, good afternoon."

Arnold's polite electronic voice sounded in the communication headset of Tony Stark, who had not recovered from the death threat.

"It's 28.4:[-] earth time now, the temperature is [-] degrees Fahrenheit, the humidity is low, and the air quality is excellent. It is recommended to moisturize well, and you must wear a down jacket when you go out, and be careful to catch a cold—"

"...my armor!"

The great inventor suddenly let out a miserable howl.

"I'm that big—that's a big armor!!!"

"Still fucking thinking about armor?"

Hydera gritted her teeth angrily, fell to the ground, raised her foot and kicked lightly, groping on the ground with a fluke mentality, hoping that the armor was made smaller or invisible or something like a great inventor.

"If I hadn't come in time and used a dismantling gun to dismantle all the metals within range, what the hell would you be doing here?!"

"Language, Hydera, you swear too often today."

The locomotive engine roared from far to near, and stopped behind the inventor. Steve Rogers, who had just thrown Hydera out, jumped off the locomotive, stretched out his long arms, picked up the inventor on the ground and put him behind him, and asked in a low voice.

"How is it, do you need treatment?"

"That's my latest armor! It's still being tested! I'm still adjusting the data before flying out!"

The inventor didn't care to answer, pressed his hands on his face with "paji", and pulled it down, completely revealing a pair of big eyes, with pain written all over his face, howling at Hydera.

"So I haven't—backed up—!"

"..."

Hydera was so angry that she rolled her eyes.

"It's such a pity."

Arnold followed closely behind, speaking gracefully.

"By the way, because your armor was disassembled, and the normal communication of the headset was also interfered with, Edwin couldn't enter, so he entrusted me as an agent. I am honored to be able to establish a more stable communication for the Avengers as a transmission platform. , I will be humble in my actions, down-to-earth, conscientious, conscientious and prudent to complete it satisfactorily—”

"..."

Tony Stark couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and chose to ignore the nagging of Arnold, who was inevitably excited when the new official took office, and turned from behind the captain to look at Grant Bartuk.

"Grant? Are you all right?"

Grant Bartook stared at the inventor, refusing to blink even though his eyes were dry and sore.

"Okay, it's all right."

Hydera stood in front of Mr. Agent, stretched out his hand, covered Mr. Agent's eyes that had been opened so hard that they twitched, and whispered.

"You've worked so hard."

"But I—I shot...?"

Grant Bartuk's eyelashes trembled and swept across Hydera's palm.

"It doesn't matter. Isn't it just an acquired reflex? This kind of thing can be changed slowly. If you can't change it, I will watch you and won't cause you any problems."

The blonde girl bent down, not caring about the dust and sweat, and kissed Mr. Agent on the forehead.

"—you have taken the most important step, remember, you climbed into the sun with no one but yourself. She can break your will, destroy your life, but never crush you self."

"......I did it?"

asked Grant Bartook in a daze.

"Well, you did a great job."

Hydera straightened up, her cold eyes shot at the woman with dark green hair.

"Leave it to me next."

Lady Hydra is also looking at her.

"Your original name is Hydera."

Lady Hydra obviously remembered the contact from the previous night, and recalled the performance of Grant Bartuk, who immediately got rid of her domination after saying the meaning of the password, and raised her eyebrows.

"I didn't expect that something went wrong here...he cares about you very much."

"...Youasshole!"

Hydera couldn't help clenching her teeth, forcing out anger from between her teeth, and cursed.

"Is it your pleasure to dominate the same kind and manipulate the same kind?"

Lady Hydra opened her eyes slightly, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Is that so, I see. So you tempted him with free will?"

She compliments sincerely, without any irritation or pejorative.

"I didn't expect that aliens also know how to manipulate psychology. You are very powerful. You have turned against one of my best agents. That is a sharp knife that I have worked hard to cultivate. Now it is completely abolished——"

Her dark green hair rose, and a shield slashed across her cheek, pierced through the air, hit the car behind, turned and hit again.

The athletic woman leaped up, spun in the air, and was about to reach out to grab the shield when she was pushed back by a bullet fired by Natasha Romanov.

"Shut your stinky mouth."

The shield returned to Steve Rogers' hands, and the blond soldier said coldly with a gloomy face.

"Grant Bartook is no man's knife, he is man, he is his own."

"As expected of Captain America, his words are always so inspiring."

Lady Hydra smiled, unmoved.

"But at least for a short time, little Grant can't get rid of me. You have to be careful, don't be bitten by unfamiliar dogs around you."

"...I think you think you've lived too long."

Hydera laughed back angrily, and slowly pulled out a handful from the ripples in the air——

— not quite drawn out.

Grant Bartook took her hand.

"let me."

the agent whispered.

"......you sure?"

"I've got to try."

Grant Bartuk took a deep breath, took a step forward, and looked directly at the woman with long dark green hair.

"...that surprised me a little bit."

Surprised, the smile on Mrs. Hydra's face still hasn't faded in the slightest, and the smile even deepens.

"Why, you finally dare to take the initiative, alone, and shoot me with your own hands? Little Grant with low self-esteem?"

As she spoke, she swung the metal whip—

"Clang clang clang-"

—Shooting down several bullets coming towards her.

"It's not as difficult as I thought."

Grant Bartuk, who had just fired one after another, let out a breath and suddenly laughed.

"Speaking of inferiority complex... Madam, do you know? Not long ago, I died seven times in a row."

He changed the magazine and continued to aim at the dark green in the scope.

"Get out of the way."

Mrs. Hydra repelled the other Hydra agents who wanted to attack, and went forward alone, wielding a heavy steel whip to shoot down the bullets. She was even able to listen to Grant Bartook with ease, as if she wanted to hear a story, Rao Urge with interest.

"and then?"

"Clang clang clang-"

The bullet was shot down again, clanging to the ground.

"I was disassembled, put together, disassembled again, and put together again... I was turned into unconscious particles in nothingness, and then returned to the world..."

Grant Bartook squeezed the trigger, one step, two steps, three steps, closing the distance and firing continuously.

"Afterwards I realized that something was different about me."

"Clang clang clang-"

Still not a single bullet broke through Lady Hydra's whip.

"really."

Madame Hydra's jaw also moved forward step by step.

"You've changed a lot."

"Clang clang clang-"

Grant Bartook had to throw away the overheated barrel in his hand and pick up a random one.

"Later I learned that the process of decomposing and reuniting is like a new birth, and there may be some changes."

He stared at the scope and continued to fire.

"And so I kept wondering...what the hell had been removed from me."

"Have you figured it out?"

The distance between Lady Hydra and Grant Bartuk is already very close, her dark green eyes are completely reflected on Grant Bartuk's retina, and her guidance is like a snake hissing in the ears.

"I figured it out - figured it out!"

The rate of fire in his hand suddenly accelerated, and Grant Bartuk laughed out loud amidst the sound of metal collisions.

"I found that I don't hate myself anymore—thanks to your teaching, I always thought I was worse than a dog!"

Finally, a bullet broke through the steel defense line.

Although it was missed, it still cut Madame Hydra's cheek, leaving a line of blood.

"You showed meth wrong path, but she gave me a new life!"

Grant Batuk panted slightly, stopped shooting, threw away the gun that was out of bullets, drew out his saber, and aimed the tip at Madame Hydra to stab fiercely.

The short woman easily dodged the blade, and hit Grant Bartuk's abdomen with a punch without reservation.Severe pain pierced through his head, and the agent fell to the ground, rolling with all his might, avoiding the whip that was coming towards him.

"boom!"

The masonry caught by the whip was immediately shattered into powder.

Madame Hydra continued to raise her whip, but was forced back by the suddenly increased firepower and retreated into the crowd of Hydra.

"Do you think we are dead?!"

Hydera, who shot her back, gritted her teeth, while the shield flew out of Steve Rogers' hands and sank deep into the bricks beside Grant Bartuk, blocking the sudden rain of bullets for the agent.

"Tony goes back to the mansion to re-arm, Natasha goes to Fury - I need his security clearance! Hydra covers me!"

The blond soldier ordered in a low voice, rolled on the spot under the cover of Hydera's firepower, and hid Grant Bartuk behind the bunker.

"I gave you the wrong way, and she gave you a new life..."

Madame Hydra reached out and touched her cheek, staring at the blood on her finger, her pupils lined up, and her smile suddenly became crazy.

"Have you made up your mind to be a hero? I want to see how you guys do it!"

The author says:

I feel that I may be the first author in the jj fandom area to try my best to describe the original character, but the comment area is almost all "Let her die!!!" Hahahahahahahaha.

In fact, the lady in the comics is far from being so scary...or for various considerations, she didn't draw such a scary appearance [after all, it needs to be just right, and if the drawing is too villainous, the audience will be less].But objectively speaking, her resume and achievements are scary.Based on the original image, I expanded and deepened it, and portrayed a robot who grasps people's hearts accurately and is as stable as emotionless. The smile on his face never disappears.A king with a terrifying coercion.

Although the lady is full of femininity, she wears a straight military uniform, holds a heavy steel whip, carries a gun with one hand, disdains to use a gun, can manipulate people by words, is very patient, has a strong desire to dominate, and likes rough, direct It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the king of the dark world, full of power and precise control.

This kind of person is really terrible to be an enemy.The girl in the group had a very precise sentence: "If I had to choose, I would rather face the Killing Academy."

As for why I wrote Madam like this... I can't write that the IQ of the villain is off the line, and the decent kills the Quartet, and I can't write it. Well, it is through struggle and failure that you can show your brilliance.The villain of Chapter KO or the villain who looks like an idiot from the beginning to the end is not called a villain, but a minion x

But what I might have written...was horrible...?I feel that you are about to have a shadow [wiping face]

The update will resume from today, but six o'clock is too early, if anyone wants to grab the sofa, it will be postponed to seven o'clock.In this way, if I want to make up something in the morning, I can get up, and you can also get up if you want to grab a sofa x