American comics: The beginning of the fusion of the motherland

Bang bang bang!

Inside the tavern.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and the assassins of Ivan Vanko, who had been hiding for a long time, no longer pretended to be disguised, and quickly entered a fighting state, pouring bullets from their firearms at the opponent fiercely.

"Sir, follow me!"

In this chaotic state, the bartender came to Howard Stark's side, covered the two of them, and quickly evacuated to the door.

Bang bang!

Several rounds of bullets were fired, and an enemy rushed over quickly, trying to block Howard and others from leaving.

The bartender quickly pushed Howard and Howard under the table, and suddenly pulled the trigger on each other...

Bang bang bang!

The bartender shot three times in succession, and all three shots hit the assassin's chest.

I don't know why, but those assassins don't seem to be professional agents, and their marksmanship is far worse than those from SHIELD.

"Sir, let's go."

After the bartender killed the assassin with one shot, he planned to continue taking Howard Stark away.

But at this moment.

Bang bang!

Two more shots were fired, and two bullets shot directly through the bartender's body.

The bartender's eyes widened and he turned to look at the man who shot him. He couldn't believe his eyes.

Why did that guy get shot three times and nothing happened?

Why?

After three shots, the opponent's chest was stained red with blood!

According to the bartender's experience, the other party would just fall to the ground and slowly lose consciousness and then die. What's going on?

But at this moment, no one could answer the bartender's question.

Because his consciousness began to blur, he fell directly to the ground.

"Toms!"

"Toms!"

Howard Stark just lay on the ground and didn't dare to get up. He looked at the bartender lying next to him with a look of regret on his face.

Bang bang bang!

But at this time, a series of bullets were fired, so scared that Howard Stark quickly retracted his head.

Never dare to show up again.

"Forehead!"

"Forehead!"

And in this moment, other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents also fell one after another.

The number of assassins was actually not too large, only three. But for some reason, all of those assassins were weaklings who could not be killed.

Even if he is shot, he will not be affected at all.

It was precisely because of this that the three assassins didn't care about other people's bullets. They just refused to dodge and shot mercilessly at those SHIELD agents one after another.

This resulted in a large number of casualties among S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

The situation at the scene can be said to be extremely critical.

"Mr. Stark."

But at this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

Howard Stark turned around and saw an extremely young face appearing in front of him.

"It's dangerous here, leave quickly! Their target is not you, leave now!"

Howard Stark shouted anxiously to Rorschach.

Howard was not surprised that Rorschach recognized him. As he said, he was also a celebrity.

It doesn't matter if someone recognizes him or something.

"Leave these people to me, but during this period, I want you to lie here and don't act rashly." Rorschach said to Howard Stark seriously.

"Hey kid, do you think this is the time to be a hero? This isn't a movie, people are really going to die!" Howard Stark yelled at Rorschach in a low voice.

But Rorschach did not continue to say anything to Howard Stark. He reached out and picked up a broken wine bottle from the ground.

Suddenly, he shook his hand and shot at an assassin in front of him.

Uh-huh!

laugh!

A cold light flashed past, and the next moment a blood flower splashed out.

But the glass shard in Rorschach's hand shot directly through the wrist of an assassin like a hidden weapon.

Bang!

Naturally, the gun in the opponent's hand could no longer be held, and it just fell to the ground.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

laugh! laugh!

Rorschach kept moving and shot out two more glass shards.

Along with two muffled sounds, the other two assassins were also hit on the wrists and lost their weapons.

"Are you kidding me?"

Howard Stark was dumbfounded and looked at Rorschach as if he were a monster.

Even their top SHIELD agents don't have such skills.

No, not even the Howling Commandos who killed Hydra in the first place couldn't reach it.

After all, the glass shards are too light, and being able to throw them with such power is simply not something that ordinary people can do.

"Stay here honestly."

Rorschach made another confession to Howard Stark.

"You guys, retreat to Howard!"

Rorschach shouted to the few remaining SHIELD agents again.

Although those people didn't know Rorschach at all, they were able to distinguish the situation and immediately retreated to Howard Stark's side, entering a defensive state.

It's a pity that the only exit channel has been blocked by the assassins, and everyone cannot evacuate with Howard first.

We can only guard Howard for the time being, waiting for the mysterious young man to take care of the three assassins.

Under the gazes of everyone, Rorschach strode towards the three assassins.

Since these people are so strong that they can't be killed even by bullets, Rorschach really wants to try to see if they can continue to be alive and kicking if their hearts are blown up.

"I knew this operation wouldn't go so smoothly."

A black bald assassin pulled the glass shards off his wrist as if nothing had happened.

He didn't even blink.

It was as if the glass shards weren't his own hand at all.

"Lem, this guy is not an ordinary person, what on earth is he?"

A long-haired assassin on the other side asked casually while looking at the third assassin in a shirt.

"I don't know what he is, but they are obviously not those disgusting zombies!"

The assassin in the shirt stared at Rorschach and answered his companion's question.

Zombie?

What is this?

Rorschach was a little curious about the name, but he didn't say much.

He began to speed up and rushed towards the assassin closest to him.

"Just in time, let me tear this guy to pieces!"

The bald black assassin showed a very cruel smile on his face.

"Now is not the time, don't transform!" Lime said to the other party in a deep voice.

Transforming in public will make things very troublesome.

"Haha, there is no need to transform at all."

The black bald assassin said this, and he also rushed towards Rorschach, and the two sides collided in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

Crack!

Whoosh!

But then.

The sound of broken bones sounded, and the black bald man flew back like a cannonball.

He also hit the wall hard.

When he fell to the ground again, he was motionless.

And his chest was sunken.

Rorschach's punch almost turned the opponent's chest into mud.