The Paladins of All Worlds, Beginning with Pirates

Chapter 668 Is the black marinated egg dead?

Nick Fury does not dare to underestimate the opponent. Although he has gained new power, the experience of the King of Agents still allows him to maintain the nature of going all out in the face of any opponent. on the car cover.

At the same time, the Winter Soldier pulled the trigger in his hand, and a grenade the size of a fist galloped out of the barrel, heading straight for Nick Fury.

The speed of the grenade was fast, but in the eyes of Nick Fury, who had undergone a job change, the speed was not enough. His reaction nerves and dynamic vision were elevated to the peak of human beings. He could clearly capture the movement of the grenade, turning , trajectory, the smoke of gunpowder!

The next moment, Nick Fury suddenly raised the light machine gun in his hand, and the trigger was pulled in an instant, and the tongue of fire from the bullet illuminated his black face.

"boom!"

The rotating grenade and the bullet collided together, and the resulting explosion sparked a ball of sparks in mid-air.

Thick gunpowder smoke temporarily blocked Nick Fury's sight, and at this moment, the Winter Soldier's body emerged from the gunpowder smoke, with a "squeak" sound on the mechanical arm, and punched Nick Fury with full strength. Ray came over.

The punch was extremely fast, it didn't even look like an attack by a human being, but it was driven by some kind of power device, but even so, Nick Fury still reacted and put the hunting knife across his chest.

"Boom!"

The heavy punch of the metal arm bombarded Nick Fury's hunting knife steadily, and the power was so great that it even sent Nick Fury flying out with the knife.

Nick Fury also had a tactical roll after landing, and stood up again, his one-eyed eyes were full of shock.

The blow from the opponent just now weighed nearly a hundred tons, to say the least. Under such a blow, Nick Fury felt that the hand holding the knife directly lost consciousness, and the hunting knife was even more so in the unscattered. Trembling under the strength.

"It seems that I have met a guy who is difficult to deal with!" Nick Fury stood up from the ground and sighed.

The Winter Soldier didn't talk nonsense. He was not a talkative person. He jumped high and walked towards Nick Fury.

Not to be outdone, Nick Fury tightened his grip on the knife and walked towards the Winter Soldier.

Both sides started at an unpleasant speed, but as the distance narrowed, both sides accelerated at the same time and started running fast.

Then the two jumped at the same time and collided again.

The sound of the collision of hunting knives and metal arms continued to explode on the street, the figures of the two kept interlacing, and their attacks were carried out in a dazzled state.

But over time, Nick Fury's disadvantages emerged.

The Winter Soldier has extremely strong combat skills, from traditional fighting techniques to the flexible use of daggers, all of which have brought huge troubles to Nick Fury.

As the king of agents, he is not outstanding in combat skills. After all, agents are not soldiers, but existences like assassins or scouts. The skills he masters are also the acquisition of intelligence and the use and cracking of high-tech programs.

Even if he changed his job, but because of the short time, he has not fully integrated the moves of the Jagged Godfather into his physical instincts, so facing Bucky who has experienced countless life-and-death battles, Nick Fury is at a disadvantage.

Therefore, he decided not to hold back.

With a single cut, the Winter Soldier was repelled. Nick Fury jumped back and opened a distance. Then, his hunting knife was raised high over his right shoulder, making a slashing movement, and at the same time slightly I closed my eyes and held my breath.

At this moment, his entire aura has undergone a huge change, like a sharp blade that has just been unsealed, exuding a desire for fighting and blood.

This is the start of the iron-blooded godfather's level 45 skill. It pours all the power into the blade and finally slashes at the enemy, giving the enemy the last blow. The name of the move is: the last blow.

Nick Fury shouted suddenly, and the hand holding the handle of the knife suddenly pressed down, and an extremely sharp green light of the knife radiated from the hunting blade in his hand.

And the Winter Soldier, whose expression had been calm and unchanged, also showed a trace of panic on his face. He felt the power in it, which was enough to kill him.

"Ah!"

The hunting knife was swung down, and under the sunlight, he emitted an extremely dazzling sunlight.

Then, there was the sound of the blade piercing into the flesh.

Those attacks that could bring death to the Winter Soldier did not fall, and the blade that exuded cold light stood upright only one centimeter away from him, and at the same time, the blade was still shaking non-stop.

Nick Fury stopped because... a tactical saber pierced his chest from back to front.

And the sound of the knife piercing the flesh just now was not made by the Winter Soldier, but by Nick Fury.

At this time, a hoarse male voice came from behind Nick Fury.

"Ah, being able to kill the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., this feat will remain on my medal forever, hahaha!"

Nick Fury turned around with difficulty, and saw clearly the appearance of the person who attacked him.

It was a man with a rough appearance. He wore a black and white gradient mask and armor of the same color. On the armor on his chest were printed two large intersecting bones, and his body was also larger than ordinary people. The last lap, whether it is the arms or other parts of the body.

"You are..." Nick Fury gritted his teeth. He was somewhat familiar with this person's voice, but there was no one who matched his tall figure in his impression.

The man joked, then freed his left hand, gently took off the mask, and said at the same time: "You don't care much about your subordinates. To be honest, I'm very sad, Director!"

Looking at the appearance under the mask, Nick Fury's one eye suddenly shrank. It was none other than the captain of his commando.

Brock Rumlow!

It's just that he has changed a lot. He was originally a head shorter than Rogers, but at this time, he actually swelled to as much as two meters.

"It's you!"

Nick Fury's eyes widened, but before he could say anything, Rumlow swung the saber in his hand, smashing Nick Fury's heart into pieces.

"Sorry, the people above told me that you can't talk too much, or you can always do something!" Rumlow grinned, pulled out the general knife, and then stepped on it, and the blood instantly splashed on the ground Sputter away.

And "Nick Fury" also fell powerlessly to the ground, his life was passing away gradually, and his one-eyed eyes never closed.

Looking at the miserable Nick Fury, Rumlow smiled proudly, then patted the Winter Soldier on the shoulder and said, "Good job, but we don't have time to rest, the next target is still waiting for us!"

(End of this chapter)