Marvel: Start to create Hydra

On the lawn of Falcone’s estate, there were many corpses lying down.

Behind the fence in the distance, there were also four Maximin machine guns.

Bullets covered the lawn like a barrage of metal.

If Clark was still the same physical fitness as a week ago, I am afraid that he would be directly suppressed and difficult to advance, and even the body that could be called an immortal body would be beaten into a puddle of mud.

But at present, Clark, whose physical fitness has improved considerably, can avoid machine gun fire by running rapidly.

Although there will still be a few bullets hitting him.

But that didn’t slow him down.

When Clark rushed behind the fence, punched one by one, and neatly solved the four machine gunners.

Bang!

A loud gunshot.

The bullet hit the ground at Clark’s feet.

It was a sniper in the distance.

The heavy rain seriously affected the accuracy of the sniper, and combined with Clark’s increasingly keen senses, he could even sense the arrival of danger in advance and avoid it in advance.

Swish!

His figure disappeared under the rain curtain.

The sniper in the attic in the distance also lost his target, and a sense of foreboding suddenly appeared in his heart.

“Report! Lost target! Repeat, lose track of the target! ”

Falcone Manor is more than just an ambush of a sniper.

But at this time, many snipers lost track of their targets.

“This damn rainstorm!”

A sniper punched the ground angrily.

He did not notice that a pitch-black figure was already standing behind him.

Click~!

The sound of bones being crushed.

Like a ghost, Clark found the location of these snipers one by one, crushing their necks one by one.

When the last sniper was solved, all that remained in the entire Falcone estate was the sound of torrential rain hitting the ground and bursts of thunder.

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Boom!

The door to the study was slammed open.

A fat figure rolled in.

“I can’t imagine that His Excellency Falcone is still interested in raising a pig on his doorstep.”

Clark came in through the door with the smell of blood.

“Have I offended Your Excellency?” Falcone looked calmly at Clark who walked through the door.

“As far as I know, no.” Clark shook his head and said.

“So, it’s just my bad luck?” Falcone laughed and said.

“Think so of it.”

Clark nodded, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the sitting figure in the corner of the study, and his face couldn’t help but change slightly.

“Looks like you also hired a helper.” Clark said.

“No way, if you want to deal with a strong person like you, ordinary people are still a little difficult.” His Excellency Falcone smiled and said.

“So, you’re also Hydra?” Clark asked him.

“No, no, no, I’m just a businessman, just trading.” His Excellency Falcone shook his head and said, “Mr. Winter Soldier, your mission goal has arrived, and now it is time for you to start hunting. ”

Over there, the Winter Soldier, who had not said a word from beginning to end, stood up.

He picked up the rifle at hand and, without hesitation, swept a shuttle of bullets at Clark.

Bang bang bang….

The bullets swept across a line, several of which grazed Clark’s face, tearing his facial muscles but healing quickly in an instant.

After sweeping the shuttle, the winter soldier did not hesitate to replace it with a grenade.

Aiming at Clark’s side, he pulled the trigger.

Bang~!

The grenade made a large hole directly in the wall of the study.

Clark was buried in ruins.

He tore open the already tattered clothes on his chest, revealing the black Superman suit inside.

It was precisely because of the protection of the Superman suit that he was not blown out of the chest by the grenade just now.

“Fortunately, I was prepared.” Clark said darkly.

Before coming tonight, he deliberately changed into a Superman suit in order to avoid being attacked by some powerful lethal weapons.

The defense ability of the Superman suit is still very strong, and the frontal hard resistance shell will not be damaged in the slightest.

However, the shock wave generated by the explosion will still hurt Clark’s body.

Fortunately, he has Uncle Wolf’s ability to heal himself at super speed.

This little internal injury, but it was repaired in a few breaths.

Crawling out of the ruins, Clark looked up and saw that both Falcone and the Winter Soldier were gone.

“Ran away?”

Almost the moment this thought popped into his mind, he caught a glimpse of a tall figure rushing from one side out of the corner of his eye.

Bang!

The metal fist slammed heavily on Clark’s resisting arm.

The huge force directly caused Clark to take a few steps back, which stabilized his body.

The loose-haired Winter Soldier, like a hungry wolf from Siberia, saw delicious food, and fiercely rushed towards Clark.

That metal arm, even Clark, who had more than four times the physical fitness of ordinary people, felt a pang of pain when he was hit by it.

The two exchanged several back-and-forth in a short period of time.

Clark was completely downwind.