People Are In Marvel, Behind the Scenes

In the room where the smoke and fog remained, a young man with silver hair dancing wildly stood in it, surrounded by six pieces made of pitch-black bones, half a meter to one meter in diameter, and looked like a scope.

And beside him, there is a beautiful yellow spotted leopard crouching with metal shoulder pads on both shoulders, full of explosive power and beauty.

The avant-garde weapons of handsome guys, beasts, and skeleton winds... When the three are combined, they appear in the thick fog of gunpowder after the explosion, which has a great visual impact.

Even Patton, who has been an agent for many years, lost his mind.

"melon!"

The prison temple Hayato shouted, and the cheetah roared up to the sky. The roaring sound blew away the residual smoke and fog, and the limbs full of muscles bent and kicked the ground like an arrow from a string.

Fast, very fast.

Even with a visual nerve and a thinking speed that exceeds the limits of human beings, Barton can only see an afterimage passing by.

But the physical instincts he had developed during his years of martial arts and secret service life saved him, and he acted before his brain could react.

Bend the bow, take the arrow.

Three arrows with blasting warheads were pre-judged and fired.

The corridor space is narrow and there is almost no room to hide, but the cheetah is not only fast, but also very flexible.

Facing the flying arrow, its speed did not decrease at all. When the arrow approached, it jumped to the left wall, ran a few steps on the ground, then jumped to the right wall, and finally repeated the previous action to jump to the ceiling.

In just two breaths, it dodged the arrow and came to Barton, raising its right paw high and about to swing it down.

but……

"Boom boom boom!!!"

There were three violent noises in succession, which were avoided by the leopard, and the arrows shot into the ceiling, floor, and walls exploded, and the air waves swept across the corridor with flames.

The leopard's attention was placed on Barton, and when he reacted, the air wave had already hit, and the whole body was blown away, and then was swallowed by the heat wave in the air.

And Barton, as early as the moment he shot the arrow, rushed to the house on the right.

Although due to the poor speed, the leopard came to him before he could jump out, but he finally hid in the house before the heat wave hit.

Barton hid in the room, got up quickly, leaned back against the wall beside the door, and gasped heavily.

Although the amount of exercise just now was not large, he tried his best, and his avoidance was extremely extreme, his mind was highly concentrated, and the consumption was huge.

While recovering his strength, he listened to the movement outside, and was alert to the follow-up attacks of the silver-haired youth.

"Da da da……"

The crisp footsteps echoed in the corridor, from far to near.

Barton held his breath, ready to wait for the owner of the footsteps to get closer, and then stood up to shoot... His previous shot was blocked by the opponent with an unknown item or method, indicating that frontal shooting would not work.

Only close-range shooting or surprise sneak attack will make the opponent too late to react and defend.

His bow is made of S.H.I.E.L.D. black-tech synthetic materials, and its power is stronger than that of an anti-equipment sniper rifle, and it can easily penetrate the armor of a tank.

Shooting at close range, even an extraordinary person can hardly react.

However, just as the opponent was about to enter the ideal shooting range, the sound of footsteps disappeared.

The silver-haired youth stopped.

what happened?

Why not move on?

Did he sense the danger, or did he see through my intentions?

There was an accident at the moment when the winner was about to be decided, which made Barton's heart nervous.

"You are amazing!"

The voice of the silver-haired youth came from the corridor.

"There is no flame of death, but there is a neural response and thinking speed that exceeds the limit of human beings. The sniping technology and strategy and tactics are also first-class, and the physical function is exercised to the extreme. As an ordinary person, you are really amazing!"

Patton did not respond,

Just silently memorized the word "flame of death".

"In order to show my respect, let me sign up first!"

"I'm Hayato of Prison Temple, the right-hand man of the tenth-generation head of the Pengele family, and also the tenth-generation guardian of the family's Arashi!"

Prison Temple Hayato, Judai, Guardian of Arashi...

Barton silently wrote down the key words, and after hesitating for a while, he asked loudly: "Sorry, I can still understand the tenth generation, but the guardian of the Lan, I have never heard of it."

This is a very risky move.

Because the other party is very likely to deliberately speak out in order to lure him to reveal his position.

But in order to collect the intelligence of the Pengele family, Barton knew that it might be a trap, or he gave up the opportunity to attack and exposed his position.

But he is not a novice without any countermeasures. The moment he finished speaking, he rushed out of the room, ready to run to the opposite room.

But when he just rushed out of the room and came to the corridor, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the silver-haired youth standing at the other end of the corridor.

Barton couldn't help but stop and looked at him in the corridor.

A gratified smile appeared on the face of the prison temple Hayato, and then he said: "I know you are deliberately spying on me, and I also understand what the people behind you are anxious about, but ah..."

The expression on Hayato of Prison Temple suddenly became very unhappy, and his tone became a little more serious, "If you want to know, just ask directly! What is it like to hide in the dark and monitor our every move?"

"If only it was as easy as you said!" Barton stared at the Hayabusa and said: "You suddenly appeared in Harlem, and then fought with the local gangsters in the street and ruled them. Your origin, your strength , Your actions are all causing others to be uneasy, who would dare to contact you without knowing anything?"

"Yes!"

Prison Temple Hayato changed his face from anger to giggling in an instant, as if he was performing a Sichuan opera.

Is this guy a fool?

Barton was speechless for a while.

"But your situation is the so-called mediocrity!" Hayato of Prison Temple didn't care about Patton's expression, and said with a relaxed face.

Then, his expression changed again, becoming extremely serious.

Barton thought that something had happened, and just a little bit of relaxed vigilance tensed up again.

"But I can't tolerate the family's every move being monitored." The prison temple Hayato raised his left index finger, pointed at Barton and said, "If you want to know anything, just send someone to ask directly, it's not a big deal. To be honest, we are also confused about some things, and we plan to ask important people in this world to understand the situation. This country is behind you, so find a representative and let’s have a good talk!”

"this world?"

Barton didn't pay attention to what the prison temple Hayato mentioned, instead he noticed a key word in his words.

And after listening to the prison temple Hayato, he became irritable, "We have said a lot of things and we are at a loss, whether we should talk about it or not, don't test my patience!"