The God of Injustice in Marvel

The final address was an abandoned building somewhere in Hell's Kitchen.

This should be a private office building that has been abandoned for a long time. Crossbones judged from personal experience that the previous owner of this place may have been a very cautious and insecure person.

Various large and small, abandoned traps, secret doors, surveillance cameras...

I have to say that as a temporary safe house, this place is perfect!

The more perfect the hiding spot was, the happier Rumlow felt.

Being run away by the American team before made the big boss very unhappy, but that time he went after getting a tip, but he still failed.

This time, Rumlow believed that he would not be unable to catch anyone.

If it were him, he would also choose to hide here.

In fact, Rumlow was still boldly guessing that all the die-hard Fury fans who had disappeared would gather in this building?

"...That would be...awesome!!"

Making a tactical gesture, all the players following him stopped cautiously.

One of the team members put down the complex electronic equipment he was carrying behind his back and started them. After a while, he handed a monitor to Rumlow.

"Captain, there is indeed someone hiding in this building, but there is only one."

He pointed to the enlarged thermal image in the center of the display screen and explained to Rumlow.

There is only one person, so it seems that this is not their home base.

However, Rumlow was not completely depressed. As long as he caught one alive, he believed that he would have a way to know the news about the rest of the people.

After all, Sitwell didn't say that he must be captured alive.

Natasha Romanoff, she is not as trusted as Captain America.

As long as all her information is released later, everything will be settled.

…

After redeploying the battle, Rumlow asked all the team members to spread out and block every possible escape direction and intersection. This place was a bit too big. He only wanted to capture one person and wanted to not kill her but

If we were to capture them alive, we would indeed be a bit short on manpower.

However, Rumlow decided to give it a try. After all, we had been colleagues for a long time, both were senior field officers, and we had cooperated before. In the case of uncertainty, he might be able to deceive her.

Worth a try!

After the explanation, Rumlow held the pistol alone and walked up the stairs.

After arriving on the third floor, Rumlow stood at the door, thought for a moment, and said: "You know I'm here, right? I'm not here to kill you, Romanov."

No sound was heard. Rumlow lowered his head and saw that the door was not closed tightly. He carefully checked and made sure there was no trap. Then he leaned against the wall and pushed the door open. At the same time, he said loudly: "We are not enemies.

, Agent Romanov.

There's a traitor in SHIELD and we need to talk. Can you hear me?!"

No one responded.

But the thermal imaging on the screen he held in his hand showed that there was indeed a person in the room, and that he had also moved.

After exchanging glances with the team members standing outside the window at the end of the corridor, Rumlow nodded, put down the monitor in his hand, checked the weapons and equipment in his hand, shouted "reminder" while tentatively walking in

house.

"Agent Romanov, I know you are here. I came here on my own. This is my sincerity."

With his eyes fixed on the kitchen door and guns in both hands, Rumlow knew that the person was behind that door, and he seemed to hear some voices.

"I mean no harm, Agent Romanoff, trust me, look."

He removed the magazine of the gun, threw it on the ground, and threw the gun farther away: "I just want to ask you a few questions. I believe you also have questions to ask me. You know you can't hide, why not

Come out and let us find out more about Fury." Raising his hands, Rumlow looked very sincere.

Squeak...

There was a sound of something moving on the floor. It might have been an ordinary table or chair, or it might have been something else. Rumlow wasn't sure.

However, the person behind the door must have heard what he said and reacted.

"Captain, everything is ready."

In the headset, several team members around the house and other high points explained their status to him respectively. Rumlow's fingers on one hand were slightly bent, waiting for the door to open.

Under the crack of the door, a figure moved. Rumlow lowered his head and stared at...

The door is open!

Keep your hands tight!

Several team members in the distance fired almost at the same time. SHIELD's specially designed tranquilizer gun could bring down an elephant in an instant. But now, three shots were fired.

Pong!

The sound of something breaking.

Rumlow's mouth opened uncontrollably, but his pupils narrowed rapidly, and all the muscles in his body tensed instantly!

The one who came out of the kitchen was carrying a bowl...

Lyon.

"This is boring~ You... how could you break my bowl if you didn't lie? It's such a pity. I specially prepared it for you."

Looking down at the pool of unknown black liquid spilled on the ground, Leon was heartbroken.

Then, he pulled off a metal anesthetic from his body and said, "What the hell is this? It's numb. It's quite fun."

He threw it to the side and the glass shattered again. At the same time, a guy holding a tranquilizer gun in the building next to him fell down with a big bloody hole between his eyebrows.

"This reminds me of the bad memories I had when I went to the dentist. Eh~~~~!"

The second injection of anesthetic is thrown out, and the third injection is thrown out.

There was a dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground outside the window.

Another "Lion" walked out from behind Leon: "Go outside and see if there is anyone alive. If so, send him to death."

"I haven't finished speaking yet. How about you wait until I finish telling the dentist's story..."

"What the hell are you talking about! Go!"

"……oh."

Unhappily, he slowly walked out of the kitchen with his hands behind his back. When he passed by Rumlow, who was still in a sluggish state, the clone even slapped Rumlow.

"This is what it feels like to go to the dentist. Really! My face was numb. Let me tell you, at that time..."

"go--!!!"

"oh."

The clone did not leave the door, but turned back and flew out through the window.

"Hehehe, don't be angry, he has no other intention, he just wants to give you a big mouth."

Leon looked at Crossbones, who had recovered from being beaten by a big mouth, and clapped his hands: "I am the Grand Priest of the Shaolin Office in Wudang, Wang Lama! Today... clean up the house!

Um...just a little joke. Hahahahaha, you are not my apprentice. So...

I just want to kill you."

Picking up the pistol on the ground, Leon loaded the magazine, walked slowly to Rumlow, and stuffed it into his arms: "Then, do you do it yourself, or should I help you?!"

Bang!

Bang bang bang...

After finishing the stroke, Leon looked at himself speechlessly.

He was not afraid of bullets, but he forgot that he was wearing ordinary clothes, not equipment from the prize pool.

This thing is still afraid of bullets. Now, it has become a trendy beggar's suit, the kind that is so trendy that it smokes.

"Oh oh oh... I have rheumatism, so I can't have such a trendy style. I... this is a damn brand! Baleno! You have to pay for my clothes!! Fuck!"