Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

He stopped in front of Steve and Natasha, with no intention of giving way. Not far behind him, the Mark Armor was already fighting with the "Winter Soldier".

In fact, it was the "Winter Soldier" who was taking the beating unilaterally. The fully armed Mark armor was not something that the human body could fight against. Even if Tony did not use any weapons with high destructive power, the armor's intelligent fighting program alone could defeat him.

Push Sergeant Barnes to the ground and rub him.

Barnes' current situation is almost the same as Sylph's previous predicament. The only thing on his body that can withstand the armor's attack is his left arm. Previously, he relied on the advantage of metal prostheses to beat up female mercenaries so smoothly.

I'll be beaten as hard as I can by the armor.

While Qian Qian was chatting with Natasha, Barnes was already beaten to the ground.

Steve's eyes suddenly turned red, and he took a long step and was about to rush over to protect his good brother. He stretched his arms forward to stop him, but Steve didn't even look at him. He raised his hand and was about to rush over; unexpectedly, the forward man

The hand followed him like a shadow, not only was he not thrown away, but he grabbed the opponent's arm.

Cranking his arms, turning around, and counterattacking, Steve's counterattack was all done in one go; he had seen the scene of beating Loki forward, but he didn't dare to underestimate this playboy who always likes to be arrogant and talkative. His hands were sharp and decisive, and his entanglement skills were instantaneous.

Counterattack, trying to subdue the opponent as quickly as possible.

The key is that it seems that Barnes can no longer hold on.

He used his fighting skills to defend without revealing any supernatural abilities.

Such a battle is not even a game to the young Master Kama Taj.

The two fought back and forth for three or four rounds before the figure of the Black Widow suddenly intervened from the side and joined the battle group, attacking forward with the captain.

"Two against one, that's not fair, my dear." He was able to hit one person forward with ease, but he was still calm enough to hit two people, and he still had time to make "accusations".

Natasha smiled coquettishly and retorted: "You can also ask for help, dear." She had already noticed Sylph's hot figure, which was watching from the sidelines. Even the woman couldn't take her eyes away from Natasha.

Tasha herself envied the other party's long legs.

"Okay, that's what you said." Qianqian smiled broadly and did not call for Sylph to join the battle. Instead, he quickly entered instructions into the electronic bracelet during the fight. Seeing his actions, Natasha was immediately shocked.

, she guessed her plan to move forward.

At this time, Steve took advantage of the gap between Natasha's entanglement and retreated, and rushed past in a few steps.

Natasha exclaimed: "Captain, be careful!"

An invisible gust of wind roared out of the fast food restaurant and hit Steve head-on; the strong airflow blew dust along the way. Although it looked invisible, it gave people a majestic momentum.

Steve was alert when he heard the sound, and had no time to react. The moment the strong wind hit, he suddenly raised his arms, bent his legs forward, and huddled up into a standard self-protection posture.

With a "bang" sound, he flew back at an even faster speed.

Under the sun, a relatively slender gray-white Mark armor released its invisibility and revealed itself. Before Steve could get up, the armor flew forward according to the preset intelligent program, and launched a series of smooth attacks.

, the captain was so embarrassed that he had to take off the shield on his back and face it with all his strength.

Natasha watched Steve and Barnes being beaten wildly by two armors respectively, feeling anxious but unable to do anything; at this time, it was the turn of Forward to pester her.

When she moved forward with all her strength, Natasha knew something was going to happen; Black Widow's flexible close combat style had no room to display in front of a more agile opponent, and she was cut off with both hands behind her back in three strikes.

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Moving forward, she moved her hands to the back of her waist. The sudden pain in her joints forced Natasha's petite body to stand forward, highlighting the majestic curves of her chest, squeezing her forward chest.

Natasha rolled her eyes in anger. She knew that this was Playboy's habitual mischievous mentality after winning.

However, her hands were restricted at this time, so she wanted to headbutt... She found that she was too short and could not reach her forehead; now she only had two legs to fight back, so Natasha suddenly straightened her waist, trying to use the strength of her waist and abdomen.

I swung my legs, but unexpectedly stumbled and almost twisted my waist.

It turned out that he had anticipated the enemy's opportunity, and had already pressed his big hands on the waist of the female spider. As soon as he felt any sign of exerting force in her waist and abdomen, he immediately waved his hands and pushed to the side - roughly similar to the force-relieving deflection method in Tai Chi.

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Natasha tried her best several times in a row, but was all in vain; Xiang Xiang even teased: "My dear, you found that you can't win, so are you planning to seduce me?"

Even though the Black Widow has been involved in the spy world for decades and has already developed a big heart that cannot express emotions or anger, she was still so angry that she cursed "F". Her hands were pinned behind her back, and the other one was forward.

The hand was pressed against her lower back and exerted force, and the whole person seemed to be embraced in a forward embrace. At this time, the force failed again and again, and the movements looked from the side as if she was deliberately rubbing against the playboy.

"Man, you are so ungentlemanly." Natasha gave up her resistance and became very angry.

"If you can still maintain a gentlemanly demeanor in front of the Black Widow, that's an insult to your personal charm."

"Oh my God, we're still fighting!" Natasha rolled her eyes speechlessly, bumped her forehead against her chest as if to vent, and looked up at the playboy, "Can't you be gentler?"

Looking forward and looking down, this woman had a coquettish smile and charming eyes, and she didn't look like she was fighting. Just when his attention was drawn to the black widow's face, Steve, who was being beaten over there, suddenly said

Lazy Donkey rolled to get rid of the armor's attack, and at the same time shot a cold arrow forward.

The round shield whirled towards the head at high speed, and Steve himself followed the flight path of the shield and struck quickly.

He "hugged" Natasha forward and turned around, as if dancing an elegant waltz; he did not squint, his eyes never left the woman in his arms for a moment, but he was able to accurately catch the flying shield, and then

Using the force of rotation, he backhanded the shield towards its original owner.

Steve's heart was frightened; whether he stopped to fight back or dodge at this time, he would be caught up again by the armor behind him. In the blink of an eye, he reacted very quickly, raised his arms to protect his head and face, and planned to take a hard hit.

Credit the chance to break through the interception.

There was another "bang" sound, which was louder than the previous collision of the armor; Captain Rogers also flew back at a faster speed than when he encountered the collision of the armor just now.

He misjudged the forward force, and the hard blow was a solid blow, but he failed to take the opportunity to rush over as he expected. Phew.

"Wow, this is such a fucking stress reliever." He waved his shield forward and deliberately let out a strange scream of excitement. Anyone who has ever swatted bugs with a fly swatter or electric mosquito swatter will understand this feeling; or on the table tennis table,

People who have successfully smashed their opponents on the tennis court can also understand it.

Natasha sighed and buried her face in her chest; this time she really gave up.

Steve was dizzy, and his hands felt like they were no longer his. He struggled to get up, but was slapped down by the "Bar Ghost" armor and fell to the ground.

As far as he could see, his good friend Bucky had also been controlled; the metal left arm with the red five-star printed on it was tightly bound by the Mark armor, unable to move, while the other free hand of the armor was mercilessly

Beat up the "Winter Soldier".

Barnes held his head and was beaten, unable to resist.

Tony's voice turned into a dull electronic sound through the armor's external loudspeaker: "This time it's for Mary, this time it's for the old man, this time it's for Mary..."

Generally speaking, "Mary" appears more than twice as often as "that old man".

"Tony, Tony!" Steve called anxiously, but Tony ignored him.

Natasha was equally worried, but the object of her reminder was forward: "If this continues, Sergeant Barnes will be beaten to death by Tony."

"Don't worry." He didn't let go. He still held Natasha in his arms and turned on the electronic bracelet at the same time. "Jarvis, pay attention to scanning Sergeant Barnes's physical condition and send the data to Tony in real time."

The e-butler immediately responded to this order.

After a while, Tony finally stopped beating and released the metal prosthesis. Not only was Sergeant Barnes' face swollen like a pig's head, but his body was covered in bruises. When he was released, he fell to the ground and passed out.

The scene fell into a long silence. Tony and Steve looked at each other from a distance and were silent. Until the CIA arrived at the scene and took Barnes into custody, neither of them said a word.

As for SHIELD? They still carry the title of an illegal organization. How can they dare to show up in public? As soon as they saw the CIA enter the scene, they immediately ran away.

"How long will you continue to hold me?" Natasha raised her face and rested her chin on her chest. Although she urged the man to let go, her face showed no shame or anger at being taken advantage of in public.

Qianqian is equally unobtrusive: "One answer is: you are too dangerous to let go easily; the other answer is: you are too charming to let go. Which one do you want to hear?"

The black widow chuckled, exuding a charming aura, and indicated with her eyes, "The long-legged girl over there is going to be unhappy... Oh, she's coming this way. Oh my God, her silver

Her long hair is so beautiful.”

Turning his head forward, he met Sylph's eyes and said: "Let me introduce to you, this is the leader of the Sikalia mercenary group, Miss Sylve Sabrinova; Sylve

, this is the famous SHIELD ace spy Natasha Romanoff, codenamed Black Widow. Natasha likes your long silver hair very much."

"You can also get one." Sylph said lightly, with a bit of indifference and alienation in her expression. When Natasha suddenly joined the battle group to siege forward, Sylph planned to help; but unexpectedly

The situation changed too fast, and in the blink of an eye, the Black Widow was "at her wits' end."

Seeing the flirtatious interaction between Playboy and Black Widow, Sylph gave up her intention to help.

Senior agent Natasha was keenly aware of the implicit hostility of the other party, so she deliberately tested: "My hair is not suitable for growing too long. Even if it is dyed silver, it is not as beautiful as you; I don't have a pair of long legs like you."

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"Your legs are also very beautiful; I can see that they are very powerful and can easily break a man's neck..."

"Huh huh..." Natasha smiled meaningfully.

Qian Qian calmly let go of his hand and let Natasha free; he would not misunderstand that these two were jealous at all; he was just an amorous playboy and was not qualified to let these two maverick and independent women

Excellent women are jealous of him.

To put it simply, they are just hot friends, not that big of a deal.

This is a tentative contact between two people of the same kind, with a mutual sympathy and a hint of hostility. They may become friends, but they are equally likely to become rivals.

Playboy directed the "Bar Ghost" armor to be put on, and at the same time sent an invitation to Sylph: "Want to try riding in the arms of Mark's armor?"

Sylph glared at him angrily: "Do you think I'm a fifteen-year-old girl who can't close her legs when she sees a young man driving a sports car?"

"There are many sports cars in this world, and there are many girls who can ride in them; but believe me, there are not many girls who have the opportunity to ride in the Mark Armor."

"Tch..." Sylph snorted disdainfully, rolled her eyes and turned away.

The "Bar Ghost" roared over, picked up Sylph as she screamed, and flew into the air.

"Let me down!" Sylph slapped her armor angrily.

She controlled the armor forward and climbed up suddenly. The feeling of almost weightlessness made Sylph scream in surprise. She didn't dare to struggle anymore, but hugged the neck of the armor tightly and wouldn't let go.

The armor made a half circle in the sky, then slowly descended in front of Natasha, and took out a hand as an invitation: "Want to take a ride, beautiful lady?"

"Are you serious?" Natasha looked at Sylph, who was huddled in the arm of the armor and was in shock, "Don't you think you are too greedy?"

"Greed is the source of human progress." Move forward shamelessly.

Natasha smiled brightly and actually reached out to grab the armor. She jumped sideways and jumped into the arm on the other side of the armor, sitting opposite Sylph.

Sylph stared blankly at Natasha who was approaching her. It took her a long time to suddenly realize what had happened and what was about to happen. After all, she was not as open-minded as the Black Widow. Most of her pretty face turned red instantly, and she didn't know why.

Ashamed or angry.

Before the female mercenary could react, the armor soared into the sky again and sped away into the distance as everyone looked up.

"I'm exhausted from flying from Hong Kong Island to Europe; I haven't slept a wink for a whole day. Can you tell me where there are good hotels nearby?"

"The nearest big city is fifteen kilometers away from here..." This was Natasha's voice.

"Fake, let me down!" This was Sylph's voice.

"Now is not the time." This is the forward voice, "When I book a hotel room and find a suitable bed, I will put you down as soon as possible; don't be too anxious, my dear."

"Fake..."

"Well, Jarvis, help me book a hotel and get the best suite; hurry up, my girl is already very anxious..."