The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

Fury fell into deep thought, the existence of this kind of person is no longer something he can master...

Perhaps the Avengers' plans that have been on hold for years have come to reboot.

These days, Lance refreshes Fury's perception of him again and again, this person is completely unruly, unscrupulous, and has no fear of death, and he seems to have no so-called psychological burden on anything he does.

This kind of person must not be left alone, and once he grows up, he will be an extremely dangerous figure.

Through his past experience, Lance may be a good man, but now he is so decisive and cruel even more cruel than their agents in S.H.I.E.L.D., which makes Fury a little unsure of his thoughts, who knows what he will do in the future?

Placing the rest of the information in his hand on the table, Fury looked back at the live screen.

Lance in the video is like killing a god at this moment, one by one fresh lives were cut to the ground by him, the entire street was bloody, and there was no grass everywhere he passed.

In this battlefield, the most complete way to die is to be cut through the throat by a sharp blade.

There was no emotion in Lance's eyes, and this cold killing attitude made the S.H.I.E.L.D. people who witnessed all this involuntarily feel afraid.

This person seems to belong to this world, his eyes are as deep as the bottom of the sea, there is no trace of temperature, looking at those people is like looking at ants.

They were partly right, Lance had no mercy for those who tried to kill him, he didn't need sympathy, and he didn't need pity for the weak.

When he took up arms to face him, everyone here had already become enemies, he was not a virgin's heart outburst, you want to kill me and I can't bear to kill you.

Here is either you die or I die, he is not a little soft, but still does not go too far, warning Kaos not to suck people dry.

On the bloody streets, three or five people who were still alive had completely collapsed.

It's not that they haven't killed people, but they've never seen this, haunted, ruthless, hard to carry bullets, is this still fucking human? Simply a madman!

The panicked few people were already crazy, turned around and wanted to escape, but it was a pity that Lance did not give them this opportunity at all, and the body disappeared in place, and half a minute later, there was no one living except himself.

But Lance did not let his guard down, and sure enough, a shell fell from the sky soon after.

Raising his head to gaze at this imposing cannonball, Lance's eyes flashed with an icy light, his legs were slightly bent and suddenly jumped, holding the sword and chopping, the sharp tip of the sword directly tore the air towards the cannonball in the sky.

"Boom!" After the loud noise, sparks burst out and exploded directly, and the flames rose into the sky, submerging his body in the smoke of the fire.

"Bang!" Lance, who landed steadily, was not harmed, but his clothes were a little gray.

Looking in the direction the missile was coming from, Lance sneered, put away Orcas, and jumped onto the roof where Carmen was staying.

At this time, she was completely stunned, and her mind was still the terrifying look of Lance just now, which could not be digested for a long time.

"What's wrong? Scare silly? Seeing her dull look, Lance looked at her with a nonchalant expression.

Hearing this familiar voice, Carmen finally came to her senses, threw herself into her arms and hugged him, shouting excitedly, and she felt like she was on a roller coaster.

"I was really scared to death just now! Lance, you... You're so good, are you still human?

Carmen chattered for a long time, but Lance said nothing.

"What are you thinking? Lance, what do I ask you? Seeing that he didn't mean to answer himself at all, Carmen couldn't help but stretch out his hand and shake it in front of his eyes.

"It's nothing, I think I should go to your local tyrant father, do you know where he is?" Lance said.

"Well, I know, he has an estate..." Hearing Lance mention his father, Carmen replied immediately.

"Okay, then let's go see this loving father again." Lance ran some distance on the roof with Carmen in his arms before jumping to the ground.

Before that place was full of corpses, it was not convenient to settle, at this time his body was a little slimy, almost all of it was other people's blood.

He looked around, found a utility hose to rinse himself, smashed open the door of the clothing store, took a random piece of clothing, dropped a few dollars and left, and when he had finished everything, he pried open a car on the side of the road and took Carmen straight to the estate where her father lived.

This process is really skillful.

Two hours later, he followed Carmen to the luxurious manor, surrounded by walls as high as two stories and with cameras every five meters.

However, at this time, the gate of the manor was open, as if to welcome his arrival, and Lance did not hesitate to get out of the car and walk in with Carmen.

As soon as I reached the door, I smelled a smell of blood.

Stepping into it, I found more than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards lying in the courtyard of the manor, as well as a few maids, who were obviously too dead to die any longer.

The ground here was dark red, and it was obvious that these people had been dead for some time.

Who the hell is it?

I stopped to check the injuries of these people, which were very similar to the bodies found that rainy night.

Could it be that Gilberto's enemies were killed? But these injuries were obviously caused by one person, how could he offend such a ruthless person?

Lance, who was constantly thinking, walked towards the inside of the villa with Carmen, and the scenery inside was similar to the outside, with corpses, blood, and gunholes everywhere.

"Lance... My dad's office was in the innermost room on the second floor. Carmen pulled Lalance's sleeve and whispered, showing some fear.

"Hmm." Lance nodded and continued towards the second floor, the corridor was silent and somewhat lifeless.

Rich people are good, the office doors look luxurious, reach out and push the door, and step in.

Lance looked at the luxurious office with envy, but at this time there was only one old man sitting behind the desk in the middle, with fear in his eyes.

It was Reims' employer, Gilberto Ocantara.

"I knew you were going to come and find me." Gilberto's voice grew older, with a hint of despair.

Lance didn't speak, glanced back at Carmen and walked to his desk, staring straight at him with calm in his eyes.

"I don't want to die..." Gilberto laughed bitterly, leaning back in his chair and looking at the ceiling.

"You're a smart man, you should know what I'm trying to ask. If you are willing to explain everything, I may be able to save your life. His tone was very flat, as if he was saying something trivial.

Gilberto sat up straight, his gaze looking past Lance to Carmen behind him, his lips squirming a few times, but finally no sound was made.

"It's all just a coincidence." Gilbert sighed and closed his eyes, seemingly awaiting his own death.

Carmen also slowly walked behind Lance at this time, gently tugged on his sleeves, Lance did not look back, and continued: "Do you think I will believe you?"

Gilbert opened his eyes with a sense of determination: "What I say is the truth." This matter has nothing to do with my wife and children, they are all innocent, and they are up to you to kill or kill!

"Lance, what are you going to do? Do you want to kill him or..." Before Carmen's words fell, Lance grinned at the corners of his mouth, and directly turned and elbowed towards her chest.