Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 35 The Flower on the Muzzle
"Oh, they played so lively!"

On a rare and relaxing morning, in the director's office in the Triskelion building in New York, Nick Fury felt that life today was really great.

Things have been arranged, and there is no phone call, and the other headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. located in Washington D.C is even more calm.After receiving the news of the shootout in Hell's Kitchen, the idle black marinated egg even turned on the surveillance screen and watched the fight between the New York gangsters and the Hand.

"Well, the Hand still has a weak footing after all. They were caught off guard by the New York gang at first, and suffered heavy casualties. But fortunately, they have some strange skills, and now they have begun to organize some effective counterattacks... Well, this kind of I can avoid the ability to observe with the naked eye, and I should also strengthen the defense of the headquarters in the future..."

The neighborhood of Hell's Kitchen has turned into a battlefield, with the two sides fighting block by block. In most blocks, the gangs of New York have the upper hand with sophisticated equipment and heavy weapons, but in some blocks, the ninjas of the Hand have won. certain advantage.

"Woooo... let me see, who is opening the door?" Fury switched back and forth between the video surveillance, using his professional sense of war to judge the direction of the battle.In a flashing scene, he saw the door of the Mulgore Inn opening, and a tall woman in red came out.

"Erica Narcissus?" Fury suddenly became interested.

Although no surveillance equipment can detect the interior of the hotel, the pervasive cameras still collect as much information as possible-there is enough evidence to show that the mysterious and low-key innkeeper Cows and Daredevil Matt Murdoch There is a close relationship, Erica, the recently retired Hand killer, works in the store, and recently, a middle-aged man with a familiar build has lived in the store for several days...

We can’t blame Fury for not recognizing his old friend. It’s because the Punisher has too much anti-reconnaissance experience: he rarely enters and leaves the hotel door, and is always on guard against surveillance equipment. If he really can’t avoid it, he will use a windbreaker to cover his body , enter as quickly as possible.Therefore, in the surveillance video, there is always only a relatively vague figure.

Fury didn't intend to go deep into the matter of the punisher. He is now staring at a surveillance screen in front of the hotel gate with great interest, watching what Erica wants to do when she goes out at this time.

"Caucus and Erica plan to join the battle? No matter which side they are on, it will cause..."

But in the next scene, the eyes of the well-informed black marinated egg almost popped out of their sockets.

The innkeeper Cous followed out of the gate, followed by a——

Zebra with horns! ?

"Zebras are horses too! You just promised..." Cous tried to convince a shocked Erica, "and I bet this zebra is fast—unless you want to sit on the back of a giant turtle." Slowly climb out of Hell's Kitchen on your back!"

My God, it's not that the glove box in the basement has not refreshed usable mounts, but the only one that can be brought out is this [Swift Zebra]. Turtles cannot go to the streets, and skeleton horses will scare everyone to death—— On the one hand, the awesome stuff of the Wind Zer has not yet been drawn;

After struggling for a while between the zebra and the giant turtle, Erica finally gave in.Although she didn't know where Cows usually hid the zebra, this big, beautiful black and white striped guy looked very docile, and it felt...it seemed that riding a zebra was not bad!
So she touched the brown one-horn, who didn't know whether it was a decoration or a growth, rubbed her face against the zebra's long face, then turned over and jumped on the horse's back, and Cous also climbed up.

After going through the initial discomfort, Erica suddenly felt that this thing is indeed more reliable than driving - ignoring traffic lights, avoiding traffic jams, intelligently avoiding obstacles, and the speed is not slow, even sitting and taking a nap No problems either!
A swarm of assault rifle bullets shot from not far away, hitting the ground less than three meters away from the zebra's front hooves.Erica was taken aback. She wasn't worried about getting hurt, but that the zebra would be startled.

But to her surprise, the zebra didn't seem to feel anything, and it was still running lightly with its long legs and galloping all the way, without even the slightest deviation in direction.

"Don't worry!" Cows' voice came from behind his ears, "This guy, he waded in Stranglethorn Valley, walked his legs in Stratholme, bent over Black Rock Mountain, and swung his tail with Dire Maul. Have you ever seen it? Even fel cannonballs exploding next to you don’t have any hair..."

I can understand every word, but I don't know what it means when connected together.Erica didn't bother to ask, she just turned her head and gave Cous a white look, pretending that he was just grinning.

A mortar shell with a sharp whistling blast exploded at the corner of the street next to it, and the zebra was still trotting leisurely, but Erica was annoyed instead. Suddenly, an unlucky guy rolled down from the roof screaming.

"It's a member of the New York gang..." Cows glanced at it and quickly recognized it.

It seems that a new enemy has been discovered. There are gangster gunmen swaying in all directions. Every one of them couldn't even muster up the courage to probe and observe.

"Okay, don't be so rude! We're going shopping, not killing people!" Cows casually made a move, and a swirling black cloud in midair slowly drooped, and countless silver snake-like lightnings fell like rain , the people on the platform not far away were turned upside down, and the screams were endless.

[Destroy Lightning: Release lightning to all enemies in front.At the same time, according to the number of enemies hit, the energy of your weapon will be strengthened. 】

"About me? You are more violent than me!" Erica complained angrily, but obediently lowered her guns and leaned back so that she could sit more comfortably. .

But she didn't realize that with the ups and downs of the zebra running, most of her body shrunk up and quietly leaned against Cows' arms. It seemed that only in this way could the lonely and cold heart become warm and safe. .

So there was such a scene on the streets of Hell's Kitchen - in the smoke-filled street battle, shells and gunshots sounded one after another, a zebra with a brown one-horn galloped amidst the hail of bullets, and a tall and curvy woman in red snuggled up to her On the chest of the blond man, he turned a blind eye to the danger of the outside world, and even slowly closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the smile on his face was calm and peaceful, as poignant as the flowers on the muzzle of a gun.

(End of this chapter)