The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"Hello? If you need anything, just tell me quickly. I don't have much free time here."

Blade called Dugan back, but his tone was not very good.

After all, this guy is currently fighting against those damn vampire beasts.

"I would like to ask, have you received any strange news from vampires?"

Dugan's words made Blade silent for a moment. Strange news was too common for these shady things.

"What specifically?"

Dao Feng's tone became a little impatient.

"The one about Hydra."

This time Blade was completely lost in thought. As a member of the Howling Commandos back then, he was no stranger to Hydra.

"Old man, are you hiding something from me?"

Regarding Hydra, Blade hasn't heard anything about it for many years.

Dugan is not the kind of person who would amuse himself with such information, so Blade wants to know more about the inside story.

"You are still under Nick Fury's surveillance, so I can't go into too much detail. If you find any information, remember to let me know."

Dugan rarely said a lot, and then hung up the phone silently.

Both he and Blade knew what Hydra stood for, and he had said enough.

"Nick Fury? What a fucked up world."

Blade murmured and put down the phone, picked up the firearm beside him and left his safe house.

The rest time is over. Now, while it's dark, we can clean up another vampire's den.

He had always felt that he and the midnight vampires of the past were completely different species, even though they were both called vampires, but now he didn't need to think about that.

The news about Hydra has been learned by him, so he should pay a little attention to this news in the next actions.

Although there were never any hard-nosed ones among those vampire bastards, it was a rare thing that he had not received any suspicious news for so many years.

This may be due to his style of leaving no one alive.

…

"Rumlow, I think you need to tell me what you have been doing these days!"

Hawkeye, who had just met with Rumlow, directly asked Rumlow.

After all, Rumlow's body was covered with scars, and he had obviously experienced a fierce fight.

The injuries that looked like they were caused by blunt force blows made Hawkeye pay attention.

"As you can see, I am undergoing a trial in combat."

Rumlow opened his hands to show his harmlessness.

Luke and Matthew, who were packing their belongings, were like little transparent figures, with no sense of existence at all.

They had already heard from Madoc that Bulcasso would take them back to Hell's Kitchen today.

"You should know what our mission is!"

Before Hawkeye could speak, the agent inserted by Pierce began to accuse impatiently.

He wanted to remind Rumlow that Hydra's cause was the most important.

Of course, he knew that such reckless and abnormal behavior would arouse Hawkeye's suspicion, but the fact that he and Rumlow were tied to the same front with this opening of his mouth prevented him from being too worried.

After all, he was just a minion, even though he was appointed by Pierce at this moment, so he saw the opportunity to replace Rumlow's position.

Even if he is suspected, Rumlow, who has a higher status, will bear more investigation. He is just an agent who has just joined Hydra not long ago.

Regarding Hydra's information, he only knew that Rumlow was his immediate superior. He didn't know much about the rest, and he wasn't worried about the serious consequences of being exposed.

Besides, Rumlow wouldn't let him be exposed.

And this is what Pierce specifically told him to do, to test Rumlow's loyalty. This is the value of his existence.

At this time, his heart was already shouting "Everything is for Hydra".

He planned to try a little harder and make Rumlow make some minor mistakes.

Although Hydra still needs to continue to hide its existence, it is no longer so urgent.

At this time, blocking the Rumello dessert a little is the best you can do, but what will happen even if it is exposed?

SHIELD has long been infiltrated by Hydra and turned into a sieve.

So he got a punch from Rumlow!

As he rolled on the ground, he did not expect that he would be directly attacked. At this time, his head was a little down.

"You should know what you are doing, right?"

Rumlow's cold voice, coupled with the cold snow on the ground, made him sober up a little.

In this team alone, Rumlow also serves as a commander. As far as Hydra is concerned, Rumlow interrupted this guy's behavior that might expose the existence of Hydra.

At least there's nothing wrong with it on the surface.

But Rumlow is about to feel happy now, and the interaction between the two of them will definitely make Hawkeye suspicious.

Although there is no visible effect for the time being, when such minor problems add up, Hydra will inevitably be exposed to the eyes of SHIELD.

Rumlow just wanted to give this guy a round of applause.

"Rumlow, I will take over your command from now on. Next, you have to tell me clearly what you have done these days!"

Hawkeye took out the order from Nick Fury he was carrying and spoke to Rumlow with deep meaning.

"How about we start with that pickup truck?"

Rumlow thought it didn't matter.

The Hydra, which had not yet gotten up from the ground, felt a little uncomfortable.

…

"Uncle, is this the reward Jessica mentioned?"

Jill stood in the open space, brandishing an ax, staring at the bags on the table with some hesitation.

The bag contained a lot of messy, crumpled banknotes, and it was hard to tell how much they were from the outside.

After all, the money in this bag is of all denominations.

"This is your pocket money. When you use up what you have, you can take the amount you think is appropriate."

Bulcasso took a sip of wine and decided on the use of the money.

"The exercise is over, go and rest. You have to go to school tomorrow."

Gil nodded when he heard this, put the ax in his hand back on the weapon rack, turned around and went to wash up.

Gil returned to his bedroom, and Bulcaisel turned around and closed the door of the blacksmith shop. Next, he needed to return to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath to prepare some medicine bottles for Luke and Matthew.

Although this thing is really amazing and unbelievable, what does it matter?

Who can take anything from the hands of barbarians?

Is it just based on the guys currently displayed in this world?

After Malthael obtained the power from the Dark Soul Stone, he just borrowed the rules of death to win the battle with Bul-Katho.

And how many existences in this world can match the power of Malthael?

Sometimes Bulkesso thinks that the world is a cage, and the people inside are locked in this place.

No matter what world it is, there are limits to the strong men he can breed.

Just like the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, it has a huge foundation and a few peaks.

If Bulqueso could think of the pyramids, he might be able to make the metaphor more vivid.

He has seen death in this world. No matter what world it is in, the rule of death is at its peak.

It's like conceptual existence is always particularly difficult to deal with.

Bulcaisel waved his hand and opened the portal. Before he could walk through it, he heard bursts of shouts from the ancestors driving their vehicles.

"Madoc! You XX..."

Bulcaisel cursed and walked into the portal. Judging from his posture, it seemed that a conflict was about to break out on Harrogas Mountain.

What's the worst that this world can become?

Could it be more miserable than a sanctuary sandwiched between heaven and hell becoming a battlefield?