[Korean Entertainment + Marvel] Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Among the besieged crowd, the plainclothes policeman was beaten in the head by the seemingly thin Bono.

Clyde seemed to be assembling some kind of gas device, and what looked like a centipede's body was exposed on his right wrist.

The iron centipede's feet covered the arm, and the centipede's body looked like some orange flowing liquid.

"Centipede Warrior...?"

This is an underground club where a mass shooting happened just now, more and more people were hijacked in, Molly crouched on the ground with her head covered, rubbed against GD next to her, and complained softly: "Are you sure this isn't sending a sheep to a tiger's mouth? "

"Don't you have a better way to get in?"

Deliberately pretending to be a civilian and being hijacked, I didn't expect Quan Zhilong to use such a stupid method.

With a curl of his lips, this is the second time he has been hijacked by terrorists together.

However, this time she is not afraid. Apart from the presence of GD and Mike, she also has a much improved combat ability compared to before, which makes her calmer.

"Guys, did you listen to me, these two are centipede fighters." Mike glanced at the plainclothes policeman lying on the ground whose head had been beaten flat, his brains popped out.

Centipede warriors, the strength, speed, and endurance of ordinary people are greatly improved after injection of serum. It is a new result of Hydra experiment. Before Garrett was arrested, centipede warriors followed him.

After listening to Simmons' nagging explanation in the earphones, Molly curled her lips. It sounds like the opponent is a replica of many Captain America.

"Wow... They are still much worse than Captain Rogers, but..." Molly heard Simmons sigh: "It's easy for them to crush us, look at the plainclothes whose head was crushed police."

Disgusted more than horror, Molly glanced at the fallen body and turned away.

"Then what can I do?"

OK...Simmons was also successfully 'hijacked' in, and now there is no foreign aid.

"Each centipede warrior's transmission device has a port for injecting serum. We can use this hand strap to connect to the injection port and inject dendroaspin to temporarily incapacitate them."

After saying a few words, he glanced at Bono and Clyde. Fortunately, the two were testing the device for some unknown purpose, and the noise covered Simmons' voice.

"Lock it to the centipede warrior's wrist, and that's it."

"Sounds like eight seconds on the bull," GD said.

"Is there a simpler and rougher way?" Molly also complained.

"Can't you shoot this thing directly into their bodies like a bullet?" Even Mike found fault.

Simmons' answer was simple: "No...but you can use needles directly."

"Then get rid of these two guys first."

The plan is to deal with Bono and Clyde in the club first, and then deal with their accomplices outside.

Mike asked Quan Zhilong in a low voice: "How to get it done."

"Preemptive strike."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and shot at Bo Nuo without hesitation. The bullet obviously hit his body, but it seemed that the bullet hit some kind of metal baffle and made two clangs, but Bo Nuo was not injured at all.

"What the fuck is this!"

Knowing that it was useless, Molly still pulled the trigger and shot bullets at Bono. Bono turned the target, walked up to her with Molly's bullets, grabbed her and threw her out violently. ,

The beautiful wooden bar stool was smashed to pieces by her falling from the sky.

She fell unconscious for a moment, struggled to stand up, and saw Bo Nuo rushing towards her.

He casually picked up the chair that she had just smashed and threw it over, but it was useless, and he blocked it lightly and separated him.

I don't know if a sneak attack from behind will work...

Seeing that Quan Zhilong took off the wristband, she directly removed the thorn needle connected to the venom of the tree cobra, pointed it at the back of Bo Nuo's neck, raised her hand before attacking, Bo Nuo suddenly turned around as if he had eyes on his back, and grasped it tightly. GD's wrist tried hard to break it.

He passively turned around due to Bono's strength, his expression twisted, and Bono suddenly let go when he felt that his hand was about to fail.

Looking back, I saw Molly attacking Bono's head with the broken chair leg. The thin wooden chair leg snapped off, but Bono was still unharmed.

She retreated subconsciously, throwing the things she could lift towards Bo Nuo as she retreated, frightened, Bo Nuo looked like a robot, as if he would never fall down, and he was determined to kill her with a hideous face.

There was no way she could retreat, and Bono grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up in the air.

Out of breath, she tightly grasped Bono's hand that was strangling her neck with both hands, kicking and struggling in mid-air with her legs.

The scene in front of him seemed to be a little blurry, slowly becoming dimmer and darker.

Everything went dark...

"Jasmine, Jasmine!"

It's Quan Zhilong, only Quan Zhilong would call her that...

He coughed a few times, opened his eyes, and saw his blurred face in front of him.

I don't know when Bono let go of her hand, she fell to the ground, her neck hurt so badly.

After taking the pistol he handed over, he subconsciously loaded the bullet. Bono had already fallen to the ground, and the back of his neck started from the place where the toxin was injected, spreading out in the shape of blood vessels on the skin.

Molly dazedly supported the long broken marble table and stood up. Simmons and Mike who were not far away were dealing with Clyde.

Rather than fighting, Clyde seemed to be more focused on the device he didn't know what it was used for.

Quan Zhilong wanted to support Mike and Simmons, but was cornered by the accomplices who rushed in from the door.

□□Shooting, she hid behind the stone table, watching many innocent people who were fleeing in panic and fell down, she wanted to poke her head out to fight back, but was forced back by the opponent's firepower.

"I got it! Go!"

The accomplice who rushed in from outside the door heard Clyde's shout and quickly withdrew. Seeing Clyde's sinister smile, Molly turned the switch of the device and grabbed Mike and Simmons who were constantly entangled beside him. , Throwing it out forcefully like venting anger.

There was a huge explosion sound outside the door, and the blasted stones blocked the door, with no way out!

Gray-white mist slowly overflowed from the gas launch port of the device. After contacting the nearest Clyde, it was slowly petrified and turned into a carbon black color. Finally, it looked like a weathered stone statue, maintaining the movement and expression before death.

This thing is very familiar, and the first field mission with Molly is also because of this thing: "The Obelisk!"

The crowd rushed to the door, crying helplessly, laughing and crying, and some were praying to God.

The fog was getting closer, and it slowly spread out along with people's cries.

There is a possibility that you will not be able to come back every time you are on a field mission. Could it be... is it finally time for you to not be able to go back?

Mike, Simmons, where's Molly...? !

He looked around but couldn't find her.

Next to my ear was Mike's voice calling Molly, following the sound, a familiar figure rushed into the gray-white fog!

"Quan Jasmine!"

There were still such chaotic voices around, and there was more crying from Simmons. He wanted to rush to save her but was intercepted by Mike: "Calm down! Molly is dead!"

Her figure disappeared into the fog, and people who were poisoned by the fog could be vaguely seen, with different body shapes and movements, and the same desperate expression. Perhaps, like those people, she had...already...

Every second is so long, the mist stops spreading and gradually gathers inward... She did it?She turned off the device?

Oh Jasmine, can you put away your damn heroism!

He closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at the outline that slowly appeared, and he didn't want to accept the fact that Molly had turned into a pile of stones.

Looking down, she caught a glimpse of her feet out of the corner of her eye, but they were no different from before.

Could it be a miracle...?

Suddenly there was a dead silence around him, he raised his eyes slowly, he was dumbfounded, everyone was dumbfounded, even Molly herself stayed where she was.

On her exposed skin, red-gold characters shone faintly, and then disappeared.

With trembling hands, he touched his face, and his body seemed to have not changed.

It was difficult to accept for a while, she didn't know what she had become, and she couldn't figure out what she was originally.

"You... are you okay..."

He approached tentatively, trying to pat her on the shoulder, but she avoided him: "Sir, I... I'm fine, for safety reasons, don't touch me first."

After a series of examinations, Molly felt like a guinea pig. Looking at Simmons, who was standing aside and watching her with a smile on his needle, he bit his lower lip pitifully: "Are you going to draw blood again? I'm about to be drawn by you." Turned into a mummy..."

"Don't worry~ You won't turn into a mummy if you drain all the blood from your body..."

"..."

Turning his head away from the needle: "Simmons, do you know what I am?"

She frowned, looking at Simmons a little distressed.

"Biologically speaking, I can't tell, but you're my friend, the guy who turned off that damn gas device, and you're a member of S.H.I.E.L.D. Don't use the word 'stuff' to describe yourself."

Molly lowered her head and smiled, then asked Simmons, "What word do you use to describe it~?"

"There are many, such as cute, beautiful, learned~etc~"

She nodded narcissistically in agreement, pursed her lips and smiled, and sighed: "Thank you."

What exactly is oneself, such a question may have been thought about for a long time.

He obediently stretched out his arms to cooperate, and was quarantined for three days. He didn't have a headache or a stomachache. He should eat and drink. Judging from the appearance, it was normal.

Simmons who checked her also said the same thing, so Quan Zhilong finally agreed to release her.

After all, there is still a secret mission assigned by the director.

"Well... Molly and I have something to talk about. If there is anything, you... deal with it first."

He stuttered, even Molly almost believed that Quan Zhilong really wanted to talk to her about the breakup.

Heh...Little Li from the secret service world.

In fact, she didn't quite understand, it was just to transport alien weapons, not a secret mission.

"Now S.H.I.E.L.D. has Hydra's undercover agent, so naturally they can't send someone to transport it with great fanfare."

Molly turned to look at Quan Zhilong who was flying the plane: "Then just send us to the cold storage, why are you still going around Paris?"

"You don't even understand?" He glanced at the curious Molly, "Because S.H.I.E.L.D. is short of manpower..."

"O...K..."

"I asked you to come with me because I am afraid that there will be an emergency with the weapon. After all, you are a weapon expert."

"I know that, you don't need to tell me."

"Then what else is there to ask?"

Molly didn't answer for a long time, she was just playing with her head down, and she didn't know if she heard what he said.

"Would you be sad if I died that day?"

Raising his eyes, he met Shang Quan Zhilong's dazed eyes: "Will you be as sad as when Caitlin died~?"

You don't know what I was thinking at that time, I was jealous.

I was thinking, after I die, I can finally see if I am important to you.