Marvel Bounty Hunter

"As the behind-the-scenes messenger who released the mission, it's ridiculous not to know me.

A sarcastic laugh sounded, which gave Harold a sense of direction and looked towards the window.

Sure enough, in front of the lattice window, there stood a man in black clothes, his eyes hidden in the darkness were staring at him.

Harold felt cold all over his body in an instant, and took a few steps back again and again, leaning on the cabinet behind him before barely stopping.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Harold was very smart, and he already knew who was coming the moment he saw him.

Bounty Hunter!

But...how did the bounty hunter know that I asked someone to post the mission?

Shouldn't he have gone to Ward?

Did Ward give himself away?

how did he get in

At this moment, Harold's thoughts turned and turned, and he finally settled down.

It must be Ward's damn kid who betrayed him!

It is absolutely impossible for bounty hunters to cooperate with the Hand, otherwise, if they want to deal with themselves, it must be handled by the Hand.

Besides the Hand, the only person who knows that he is still alive and lives here is Ward.

A cold light flashed in Harold's eyes.

If you dare to betray yourself, even your son will not let it go.

However, we must first find a way to get out of the current dangerous situation.

The expression on Harold's face changed instantly, and he said in a 'confused' way: "What are you talking about?"

"Playing stupid?"

Su Zicheng sneered, and took out the elemental bow directly from behind, and the elemental arrows condensed instantly: "As the first person who dares not to give the commission, I will let you die miserably.

There is only one result of daring not to give a commission, and that is death.

Su Zicheng understands.

If he doesn't handle it perfectly this time, it will definitely cause future troubles. Once the news spreads, the 'prestige' he has just established and the 'prestige' of the strong will fall off a cliff.

If there is one, there will be two, if there are two, there will be three, and if there are three, there will be countless, even if Su Zicheng will arrange them one by one to his heart's content.

However, driven by interests, as long as there is the slightest chance, there will be people rushing to break into this restricted area.

After all, those so-called bosses think they are smart and confident.

What they have always done is the job of licking blood. As long as they have the chance, they will never mind pulling a handful of hairs from God's head.

'That guy can dodge, why can't I?'

'It's better to take a gamble than hand over so much money...'

This is the consequence.

Therefore, Su Zicheng will not allow this kind of thing to happen, and this head must not be opened.

However, it is worth mentioning that Su Zicheng wanted to kill the person in front of him in addition to the above reasons.

More because...he's upset!

Harold was too arrogant.

That confident face prompted Su Zicheng to have the desire to put his face under his feet.

That's why he didn't kill Harold right away.

Poor Harold didn't know what Su Zicheng was up to.

At the moment when Su Zicheng pulled the bowstring and the elemental arrows condensed, he felt a burst of energy locking him, which was the suppression from the soul, which instantly made him feel palpitations.

"I remember now"!"

Harold pretended to be suddenly enlightened, staring at the pressure [hastily said: "It's my son! He told me about the task my son gave you before!"

He is also a wonderful person, and he can lie without changing his face under such circumstances.

If Su Zicheng hadn't watched TV dramas and had a system, maybe he would have been fooled by this guy.

Su Zicheng slowly put down the bow and arrow.

Seeing this scene, Harold breathed a sigh of relief. While relieving the pressure, he stretched his hands into the cabinet behind him, trying to open the cabinet and take out the pistol inside.

This guy... is really a white man

However, he hadn't finished mocking in his heart.

Su Zicheng raised his bow and arrow again, this time without any mercy or words, he pulled it lightly like playing a guitar, and the ordinary arrows instantly condensed and shot out.

Whoosh—

A tearing air sound rang out.

The speed of this arrow is neither fast nor slow.

If it were an ordinary Hand ninja, they might just dodge it. Definitely, this does not mean that the Hand ninja can block this arrow. The elemental arrows condensed by the elemental bow, even if no elemental damage is attached, are not The Ninja of the Little Hand is enough to contend.

Turn the subject back.

The average hand ninja is enough to dodge it.

But Harold is not a ninja of the Hand, the only place where he has a little force is that he has been practicing boxing for more than ten years in this apartment.

He also wanted to try to escape.

But it didn't work. In the end, the arrow pierced through his palm fiercely, and nailed his left palm firmly to the wall. The blood splashed like a blood bag exploded, staining the wall red.

"…"what!!!"

Harold's eyes glared, and he let out a suppressed roar like a Beast, his face flushed, and cold sweat poured down like rain in an instant.

Opening his right hand, he gently pressed the wound of his left hand nailed to the wall, not daring to move.

However, he was Harold after all.

In the TV series, in order to hide from the Hand, he personally chopped off his fingers with a knife, and cut off like a saw, not instantly.

He who has endured for so many years, this pain is still enough to endure.

"Do you think I'm a fool, Harold."

Su Zicheng held the bow of the element, shrugged casually, poured a glass of vodka and drank it down as if at home, frowned slightly, looked at the light yellow vodka (Nuo Wang's) in the glass, shook Shaking his head: "It doesn't taste very good."

Saying that, he put down the cup, raised the bow of the element again, looked at Harold, and smiled coldly: "You are just like this glass of vodka, it looks good and smells good." Drink it

"no, do not want!"

Harold's face was extremely pale, he endured the pain in his left hand, immediately waved his right hand, and made a decision, trying to stop Su Zicheng: "It's me! I'm the one who issued the task! However, as long as you let me go, I can send three One hundred million for your life!"

"Well...․ Knowing how to look at the situation, he is still a smart person."

Su Zicheng first nodded appreciatively, letting Harold relax a bit, and then the next sentence, the conversation suddenly changed, picked up the bow of elements again, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered: "However, this time I am not here for money , just to see you unhappy!"

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