The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"Barton, listen to me carefully!"

Natasha's tone became serious, and this attitude made Hawkeye a little stunned.

Hawkeye looked a little dull, looking straight at Natasha in front of him.

 Then a powerful uppercut landed hard on his chin!

 “You’re just a bastard, you know that!”

After speaking, Natasha directly opened a portal and left the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.

Hawkeye lay on his back on the ground and subconsciously rubbed his chin.

That punch knocked his consciousness away in a short time.

“Asshole? Maybe! But I just want my family to live in peace while I dedicate myself to world peace!”

Hawkeye became more passionate as he spoke, clenching his fists tightly.

“Have you mistaken the relationship between cause and effect? ​​If you fight for your family, then you should work harder to become stronger instead of acting like a fool.”

 Olongus came out from behind a tree with some disdain.

“It should be said that when you no longer fight for the so-called peace, your family will be more likely to face danger. These are my words of experience.”

Olongus grabbed the roast meat on the fire, and then directly borrowed the anger from Hawkeye to manifest the entity.

This is a way to test younger warriors. How long they can sustain the coming of the ancestors' will can show the warrior's energy intensity.

 Things like anger still rely on physical strength.

 At least the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular strength must be high enough.

 Otherwise, where can I go to explain things when I am angry and have a cerebral hemorrhage?

 “I don’t think I was wrong.”

Hawkeye glanced at Olongus but still had no intention of standing up.

 It is never so easy to tell what is right or wrong.

“Who said you were wrong? It’s not wrong to do it for your family, but you acted like an awkward child.

Don’t you go back to maintain world peace so that your family can be safe? You are complaining here, why not go back and beat up those guys who monitor your family, and then go talk to that Nick bastard Fury.”

The middle word "asshole" is the word that Hawkeye and Natasha always use when talking about Nick Fury. At this time, Orlongus tried his best to make himself look like he was on the same side as Hawkeye.

After speaking, Olongus took a bite of the roasted meat that was a little too dry and chewed it casually.

It doesn’t matter what the taste is. It’s not like he’s never been hungry. As long as it’s food, he can swallow it without expression.

 The practice of making oneself appear to be on the same side as the other person. I heard that this helps with empathy?

"I'm tired……"

“He also said that you are not a child. You will feel tired just sleeping every day. You have to find something to do.”

Olongus directly pulled Hawkeye up from the ground to avoid dusting him. He smiled a little awkwardly.

 And Natasha appeared directly in S.H.I.E.L.D.

The people in front of me are none other than Agent Hill and Melinda May.

 The two Lantern Ring Messengers were trying this method of cooperative fighting. The conversation was a little heated, but overall it was harmonious, at least it didn't start a fight in the office.

 “Agent Natasha, are you back?”

Hill restrained his expression that belonged to the category of "face art" and asked in the calmest voice.

Natasha just nodded.

“Where is Nick Fury? I want to ask him something. Of course, if he is not here, the same goes for you.”

Natasha's eyes looked at Melinda. From her current perspective, Melinda had crossed the boundary of the extraordinary.

 So her attitude is not very good.

Maybe it was because she misunderstood something, such as some inhumane shit experiment conducted by SHIELD, which gave the agents extraordinary powers.

This suspicion is well-founded, after all, SHIELD has never given up on the research on the super soldier serum.

"The director seems to be busy. He has left SHIELD matters to me for the time being."

Agent Hill has the answer.

 After she decided to give her trust to Nick Fury, Nick Fury happily accepted her.

Who could hate Green Lantern?

Maybe that avocado will be annoying.

“Then I can probably get an answer to my question.

Who sent people to monitor Barton’s family!?”

Natasha clenched her fists as she spoke.

 Seeking justice for her friends is her purpose.

Since Hill said she is in charge of SHIELD now, that doesn’t mean she knows nothing about it.

“It’s me, I want to avoid those barbarians and contact you.”

 Hill's eyes were full of sincerity.

 But the green battle suit still appeared on him.

Natasha looked at Hill's beautiful figure under the tight clothes and curled her lips.

　　“I don’t believe that this is all your purpose.”

 Natasha began to move her shoulder blades.

The experience of working in SHIELD made her understand that there are a group of guys in SHIELD who would not cry even when they see a coffin.

 Showing strength will help in subsequent negotiations.

“The current situation of SHIELD is very bad, Natasha, I sincerely hope you can come back here and continue to contribute to world peace.”

Melinda said a little awkwardly.

The Lantern of the Blue Lantern Corps has some compassion for others, and this change has already appeared in her.

 At least, she now has hope and is no longer immersed in the tragedy of the past.

 “Bah!”

Natasha spat roughly, then rubbed herself up.

His slender arms were thrust towards Hill's face with a huge force that was not suitable for her body type.

 But it hit a barbed shield.

Blood splashed everywhere, the spikes penetrated Natasha's fist, and the blood dripped on the ground along the translucent green shield.

 Agent Hill is good at fighting. Since the opponent attacks with fists, why not use a shield full of spikes?

If the opponent plans to use a white blade with nothing, Hill can also replace the "white blade" with a cactus.

 This is how fighting is.

"enough!"

Melinda yelled before Natasha could let out a war cry, and the blue clothes like a nun's robe on her body instantly became like heavy armor.

Members of the Blue Lantern Corps are also warriors. It would be outrageous to treat them as just power banks.

 A blunt instrument with spikes hit the place where the fist and the shield were in contact, directly separating the two people.

 “Have your brains been blinded by rage after becoming a barbarian?”

 Melinda took a deep breath after she finished yelling.

Even if the Iron Cavalry becomes the Blue Lantern, he is still the Iron Cavalry, with a bad temper.

“Perhaps, the agent has been exposed to so much darkness, and it’s rare for me to turn to the light. Isn’t it possible for me to spread my anger?”

Natasha seemed to be responding to Melinda's question, but her eyes were fixed on Agent Hill.

 Suffering a loss is normal for Black Widow, and the same is true for being taken advantage of.

 But it’s different now.

 Traces of anger appeared on Natasha's fist, and the penetrating wound on the fist surface had begun to heal.