Marvel Bounty Hunter

And at the moment.

The four warriors of Asgard and Thor also arrived at Manhattan's East Pier.

"There are a lot of people inside."

Vostagg jumped down from the top of the tall container and swung his axe: "The entire pier has been put under martial law, and there are people with guns everywhere."

He didn't seem very concerned.

After all, if you can't beat Su Zicheng, you can't beat Jiali, can you still beat these guys? Even the S.H.I.E.L.D base has been forcibly broken into, afraid of a hammer.

"I can feel the power of Mjolnir."

Thor looked excited and clenched his fists: "It's inside! Warehouse No. 3! That person just now is right!"

"Call in directly?"

Sif drew his sword and asked.

"Just call in."

Hogan nodded, exchanged glances with Fandral, and said together: "After all, Verstagg's figure is not so easy to hide.

"Get out! I'm strong! Do you understand!" Vostagg rolled his eyes, raised his ax and shook it a few times.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter.

They didn't intend to hide their voices at all, and they were extremely obvious in the extremely silent night.

"Who?!"

The vigilant Hand guards quickly picked up the guns in their hands, opened the safety and loaded them, and slowly moved towards the source of the sound.

"However, you are right."

Carrying the ax on his shoulder, Vostagg walked out of the container group and said: "Anyway, if we want to go into Warehouse No. 3, it will definitely cause disturbance, so it's better to clean them up now! "

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It has to be said that Hogan and Fandral are right.

Vostagg was so fat that he was spotted by a group of guards wearing black clothes and black masks just as he walked out of the container group.

This group of guards had been trained. Seeing such strangely dressed people without any hesitation, they looked at each other, took out their submachine guns and AKs, and fired at Vostagg.

Vostagg yelled angrily, blocked the ax in his face, and ran towards several people.

Vostagg's speed has indeed dropped compared to some Asgard people, but compared to ordinary people, it is extremely fast.

Quickly coming to them, Vostagg didn't show mercy like he did when facing S.H.I.E.L.D this time. He opened and closed without the slightest skill, and slammed the ax on these people several times.

His ax is sharp and extremely heavy, and he is a good hand whether he is chopping or hammering people.

With one ax down, the bodies of the men in black in front of them were either separated, or their internal organs were smashed to death by an axe.

"Come on `||."

Vostagg waved.

Hogan, Fandral, and Sif followed immediately.

As for Thor

He is different from them now, he is just a mortal, and it is obviously impossible to fight with them, so he still hides in the container.

Feeling powerless over the situation, Thor's intentions to get Mjolnir back are much stronger.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

at the same time.

The people in the whole pier seemed to be called, like an army.

Each of these squads has a person with a Katana, an Asian face, and their status is obviously different from that of ordinary guards, at least at the squad leader level.

"Oh hoo~~~!!!"

Fandral let out a strange cry, stepped on Vostagg's shoulder, leaped several meters high, held a long sword in his hand, and jumped into the center of the group like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. No one can harm him.

The rest of the fighters also confronted a group of guards.

In this way, the East Pier of Manhattan officially started the war.

"What's going on outside?"

In Warehouse No. 3.

Sit in the lounge.

Madam Gao slowly opened her cloudy eyes and replied.

"Someone invaded."

Aside, the tall and strong white man replied respectfully.

"Someone invaded? What's the situation?"

Madam Gao looked as usual, as if everything was under control, she continued to ask.

"..."

The white man's face was a bit ugly, and he lowered his head suddenly: "The situation is not very good, almost everyone has passed by, but they still can't stop their pace, it seems that they are coming here."

"How many people are there?"

Mrs. Gao slowly leaned on her crutches and asked.

"Four... four."

The white man's expression became more and more ashamed.

After all, a group of thugs with guns in their hands couldn't stop the pace of just four people. If this kind of thing is said, people will laugh to death.

Is that what the hand is like?

A hint of surprise flashed in Mrs. Gao's eyes.

But it was quickly covered up.

Having lived for at least four hundred years, has Tian not encountered any strange things?

Mrs. Gao has long been able to hide her emotions and anger.

"Since I'm coming here, should I go out and greet him?"

She stood up, like an old woman in her twilight years, leaning on a cane in her right hand, and walked towards the door step by step.

The white man still followed behind her.

The situation on the other side has calmed down.

Ordinary Hand subordinates have been dealt with completely, devastated, with corpses everywhere.

Definitely, it's not like there aren't people standing.

Like those five Asian-faced guys with sharp Katanas.

They are different from ordinary hand subordinates, they are real hand ninjas!

Definitely, these ninjas are already unable to hold on.

Katana, which was originally extremely sharp, has countless gaps, and they are also covered in blood. The only belief that supports them is the Hand.

On the contrary, after a great battle, the four of Vostagg, Hogan, Fandral, and Sif hardly had any wounds, their complexions were still rosy, and they were not panting.

Moreover, at the end, Thor (Mo Qian Zhao) also joined the battle, and he can pick up heads for fun from time to time.

"..." This is the first time I have seen a mortal with such a tough spirit. "

Fandral glanced at the Hand ninjas who were still standing and wanted to attack them in surprise: "Unfortunately, they are our enemies."

As the words fell, the Asgard warriors raised their knives and dropped their heads. The heads of the five fell to the ground, and there was no more sound.

The four of Asgard are Asgard warriors who have been trained for thousands of years.

Killing people is just a common practice, and they will not influence their purpose because of anyone.

"Hoo hoo..."

Thor gasped: "Come on, let's go to Warehouse."

However, just when the few people were about to leave, a gentle and somewhat cold voice came.

"Four strong? Oh no, five."

"Five, you came here uninvited, and killed so many of my subordinates, what is your intention?"

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