The end game [Zhongyingmei]

"God, that thing finally got off us."

The squeezed organs snapped back into place, struggling, and Tony Stark took a dramatic breath, feeling the air refill his unbound ribs.

Out of sympathy, Hawkeye patted him on the shoulder.

"........."

With their hands on shoulders, Mephisto followed the Premier League team, listening in silence as they teased each other.

The blond hair slipped from her collarbone, but the beauty of Rose didn't seem to notice it. Her five fingers were hanging by her side, gently closing and opening them.

Steve was walking right next to her, his eyes slipped between her fingers, and he looked up again.

"Don't be sad." His voice was very soft, making sure that those who were fighting at the front of the line could not hear, "I believe that little girl will be fine."

Mephisto glanced at him, but said nothing.

————— After swimming from the lake to the side of the boat, the girl with blond hair and purple eyes ran straight in front of the dazed Hawkeye, grabbed his arm, and used the same weapon as Mephisto on him. lines.

Different from Mephisto's situation at that time, the Chaoying team rowed faster, and the fire was not so serious at this time, as long as they gritted their teeth and endured the severe pain of being scorched and the chest with difficulty breathing, broke through a short fire Thresholds are not difficult to do.

As an agent who once worked with the Black Widow, Clint can unambiguously keep up with the girl's speed at critical moments even if he complains frantically about how terrible torture the waist is.

Mephisto and Captain America in the rear took on the task of "running with Iron Man", while Natasha wandered in the middle of the team, staying with Dr. Banner to ensure that he would not go crazy and transform. Leave no one behind.

The girl with blond hair and purple eyes dragged Clint and ran all the way towards the exit of the forest. Mephisto supported Iron Man, who was out of breath due to the tight waist during the strenuous exercise, while wrapping his arms around her. With the back of his head, he closely followed the girl's footsteps.

Amidst the firelight and the sound of the wind, the girl's eyes are so bright and firm, like a clear glass, revealing her burning soul.

"Hurry up!" Her voice was like a hoarse nightingale, "You guys have to run faster..."

The beauty Rose felt that after the little girl's shout came downwind, Iron Man's fingers convulsed heavily on the edge of her neck.

When she turned her head to look, Tony's face had turned a terrible red from the smoke, fire and suffocation. He seemed to be conscious, but he couldn't speak a word.

In contrast, the forest is smoky, making Captain America's face a pale ghost floating in the mist.

Steve's condition is only a little better. He bears most of Iron Man's weight, wears a set of stupid restraints, and has to run cross-country with heavy loads in this state, which can be said to be quite embarrassing.

The fire chased after them, trying to outflank them at the same time, and for a moment, a cluster of flames even scorched Natasha's clothes.

The situation was so dire that getting lost in the flames would have sounded more reasonable than "finding a way out" had it not been for that small figure flying ahead like a stubborn petrel.

After all, the residents of that black city made up their minds to trap their "sacrifices" and "funeral objects" at the bottom of the lake together.

After running became a kind of instinct, and the pain in the bottom of her lungs transitioned to numbness due to breathing, the beauty Rose suddenly realized that her hands and feet were gradually becoming lighter.

"………sky."

In the forest ahead, Clint's stunned voice came.

"Are you okay?" Natasha asked loudly.

"I'm very good!"

After a pause, Hawkeye's voice was slightly erratic.

A new mist rose over the forest, dissipating the heat from the wall of fire.

I don't know when, the terrible black city has been completely isolated from the superheroes, and the fog has become brighter and hazy, shortening from "visibility is almost less than half a meter" to "you can only see it when you get close to your eyes".

"Don't separate."

Iron Man paused when he was about to pull out his arm, but instead pressed Mephistopheles' shoulder harder, whispering in her ear.

"are you feeling better?"

Mephisto asked, assuming the force quite naturally.

"Um……"

On the other side, Captain America's voice answered her, the man's voice was gentle, with a little hesitation, "Actually, the costumes on us seem to have disappeared."

Mephisto: ...?

——Some strange things began to appear in her mind.

"No, I mean, they seem to have changed in some way. I don't feel tied down anymore."

Steve quickly realized the ambiguity in what he just said, he gave a low cough, and hurriedly made up for it.

For a moment, Mephisto suddenly didn't really want to know what the change was.

In the blinding fog, she took a few steps tentatively, and suddenly collided with another person in the fog.

In an instant, the opponent froze like Mephisto.

It was a posture of subconsciously attacking after being stepped into a safe distance——but through the milky white mist, the beauty Rose faintly smelled the familiar fragrance of hair in the air.

"Ms. Romanoff?"

The big beauty Rose narrowed her eyes and called out uncertainly.

After a few seconds, a cold hand touched Mephisto's shoulder from the other side, and tentatively slid across her face.

This is a relatively inappropriate move, which can almost be classified as "flirting". The fingertips of that hand rubbed Mephisto's brow bone, nose bridge, and lips inch by inch, and finally measured it. her head.

Sisley in Roseskin: *blushes*

In the special case of being unable to see things with both eyes, it is relatively more effective to confirm the identity through this method.

————What's more, the person who is touching her face is Natasha.

Even though he could not record the "picture" in his mind at this moment, Mephisto still secretly recorded the "touch", like a bird returning to its love nest with a shiny treasure in its mouth, ready to bring this memory back Shared with Sisley itself.

The red-haired and blue-eyed female agent stretched out her arms, trying to explore the blonde's face as much as possible, while the latter stood there silently, not even changing her breathing rate.

"God, you have a really perfect face, you know that?"

After confirming, Natasha didn't take back her hand, but instead laughed in a low voice.

The woman's hoarse voice was like mellow wine, rippling seductively in the reflection of the glass, but the blonde girl completely resisted such an attack, only took the female agent's hand off her face, Put it back on your shoulders.

Dr. Banner coughed in embarrassment.

"Wow."

At this moment, Tony made a sound without fear of death, and there was a kind of exaggerated gloating in his tone.

"You are still missing one person."

The blonde's voice sounded quite calm, mercilessly interrupting the momentary undercurrent between Iron Man and Black Widow.

———————— The mist covered her slightly flushed cheeks and shining eyes because of shyness, and became the best trick to deceive.

"Clint, where are you? Is that little girl still with you?"

Natasha asked again.

"I'm here, Natasha!" Hawkeye's voice became clearer as we walked forward, "This damn weird fog makes it hard for me to see anything, that little girl brought me here and left No, I'm not sure!"

And Natasha knew why he was a little uneasy: After undergoing a special operation, the fog should be as clear to Hawkeye as the ordinary world.

"Okay, the long-haired princess who shoots arrows on the tower to pray for blessings, don't panic, we are here to save you."

Even in the dense fog, Tony still raised the corners of his mouth and shouted rather impolitely.

"You can only call me by this nickname for three more weeks, three———————————————————————————"

Clint responded with a rather helpless snarl.

"Okay, okay." Captain America beside him said helplessly, "We all wore corsets just now, didn't we?"

"But he's the only one who wears a cute little crown." Tony immediately retorted wittily, "The little gold crown with a lot of gems inlaid is worthy of Rapunzel."

Mephisto: …………

Sisley, who was dressed in rose skin, pretended to be a ruthless arm frame, desperately suppressing the smile that was about to creep up on her lips.

A hand suddenly protruded from the mist, avoiding the beauty of Rose's hair without any mistakes, pointing to Tony's forehead, and flicked it unceremoniously, making the latter choke in the throat, and the rest of the speech It came to an abrupt end.

"Let's stipulate again, twice a day, you have already used the quota once when you made coffee during the day."

Hawkeye said he walked through the fog and gave Natasha, Dr. Banner, and Captain America a hug.

"Don't hold it too tight," Dr. Banner took a deep breath in the dense fog, "Uh——I'm afraid that big guy will come out because of the pain."

"Are you all okay?" Clinton patted him on the shoulder instead, asking sympathetically.

"It's nothing serious, I was choked by the fire a few times, how about you?" Natasha asked back.

"The little girl was running so fast, I think I must have a bit of a strangled bruise on my ribs."

After moving his arms, Clint gave a slight hiss.

In the dense fog, the other three male Chaoying took a breath silently, recalling the fear of being dominated by flames and suffocation just now.

No matter how strong human beings are, as long as they have been weak, they cannot escape some fear engraved in their instinctive reactions.

Such as flames, such as difficulty breathing, such as sharp cold weapons.

"Then I can only hope that we don't encounter anything more terrifying than a girdle."

Steve said seriously.

"Captain, what you said sounds like—" Tony was about to interrupt Captain America's flag, when the fog in front of him changed.

Mephisto: ...

Natasha: ...?

After receiving the strength of her Chaoying teammates clutching her shoulders, the beauty Rose suddenly stopped.

The bright white mist that had no visibility at all suddenly began to become darker and darker at an extremely fast speed, until the last trace of color feeling was also deprived.

Terrible darkness swept over at this moment.

"Can you still see it?"

After waiting for a while, Mephisto spoke calmly.

"I can't see."

Captain America replied.

"If you mean pitch black, so do I."

It was Natasha's voice.

"I also."

Iron Man and Hawkeye answered in unison.

"I...me too."

Dr. Banner was a full beat behind, and his voice was very clear in the darkness.

At this moment, the red ribbon that seemed to decorate Mephisto's back rose stiffly, and with every shake, it returned to the flexibility it had a few hours ago.

The beauty of Rose lowered her eyes, and when the protected person didn't realize it, she tightly protected the superhero five with the unfolded ribbon of desire, like an unbreakable nest woven by a female beast, preventing anything in this darkness Want to attack them blindly.

The ribbons of desire are flexibly attached to each other, faithfully feeding back everything that happened in the mist.

———— In the air, there was a fresh smell of blood.