Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

Chapter 75 This must be the last time
Correspondingly, Roland and Captain America, who were busy working at this time, also looked confused.

"Did that door open just now?"

Captain America nodded: "Yes. Moreover, I think I saw the person you mentioned with the target ring tattooed on his forehead."

"is it?"

Roland also became more energetic: "Then what is going on? We are outside...right? He is inside and just pretends not to know?

Then why did he open the door and come out to take a look? Didn't that expose himself again? This doesn’t make sense? "

Captain America looked at Roland trying to figure out a reasonable plot line as if he had a logical obsessive-compulsive disorder, and felt that he might also suffer from this logical obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Roland, are you embarrassed to say this?

Who suddenly made the decision to come here?

Who made the sudden move without even asking a few words?
Who clearly has the ability to eliminate everyone neatly at once, but chooses to use a slow and cruel method to eliminate them one by one?
Who promised someone to spare his life and then asked himself to kill him?

who is it……

It's you, it's you! Roland, it’s all you! You are not a logical and reasonable person at all!
"Eh?"

Captain America suddenly had a strange realization. Is it true... that only people like Roland can understand those who are like him?
He's the kind of person who... is not in a good state of mind. For example, that Bullseye just now?

"Ah! I see!"

At this time, Captain America, who was deep in thought, heard Roland's voice of realization.

When he looked up, he saw Roland holding out a finger with a happy and surprised look on his face: "Bullseye must be roasting meat for us in there, but he was burnt, so he didn't dare to see anyone! It must be like this, I saw smoke!"

"Roland..."

Captain America hesitated to speak.

"how?"

"……fine."

"Well, it's already like this outside anyway, and I'm indeed a little hungry."

Roland, who was smiling, turned around and ran over there. When he came to the door, a big flying kick kicked out a big hole in the door, and his leg was stuck in it.

"Bullseye! I'm here to collect the debt... No! What did you do to my barbecue...!!!"

With great strength, Roland used his hands to pick at the edge of the hole in the door and "tear" the door open completely.

Breaking into the office, Roland happened to see Bullseye jumping out of the window.

Roland, who was yelling, and Bullseye, who looked back, looked at each other for a moment, with a hint of surprise and confusion in both of their eyes.

But the next second, Bullseye's eyes became firm, and he turned back to look at where he landed.

This place is more than ten floors high. Even if he is prepared, he still needs to be careful, otherwise he may fall to his death here.

"Hmph! It's not that easy to escape!"

Of course, Roland would not let Bullseye escape right under his nose. He raised his arm and curled his middle finger out: "ROOM!"

The cyan transparent light curtain that was propped up in an instant expanded rapidly, covering the bullseye that was gradually falling.

Under the gaze of Bullseye's weak pupils, the scene he saw changed almost instantly, and his feet no longer felt like they were falling, but stepped on the ground. When he regained consciousness, he had already appeared at the door, and he Outside the opposite window, where he was just now, Roland, wearing black armor and a ferocious smile, was there.

There’s no mistake, that guy is Roland! Bullseye has seen Roland's "transformation" trick!

"Hehehehe, Bullseye, you didn't think about it...eh? Hey! Why did this happen...Help-!!"

After almost hovering for less than a second, Roland outside the window was defeated by the power of physical inertia and fell downwards at a faster speed than normal.

The long tail sound echoed rapidly in his ears, but Bullseye restrained himself and ran to the window to enjoy the wonderful scene of Roland falling to his death.

This damn guy is a psycho, how could he fall to death like that! Maybe this guy is waiting on the edge of the window sill to sneak up on you!
Bullseye believed that Roland definitely had some strange ability to escape such a shameful fate of being thrown to death.

Gritting his teeth secretly, Bullseye turned around and ran towards the door. It was no longer safe over there, but now it was safer here...

"Why are you so fast!!!"

Just as Bullseye turned around and stepped out with his legs, the familiar black armor reflected in his pupils.

Pointed and erect ears, dark color, huge cloak...

It's exactly the same!
Roland is already waiting for him behind him!

This damn bastard! You're really kidding me!

For a moment, Bullseye regretted it.

He knew that Roland had completely seen every step he made, all his worries and fears, his cautious attempts to escape, his cowardice and fear...

He must be very happy and enjoying it all.

"Ah."

After thinking about all this, Bullseye not only did not feel frightened by the person standing in front of him who had fooled him, but instead felt a sense of clarity in his heart.

It's as if all this has been predestined.

Everyone is mortal. Bullseye recalled in a daze that he seemed to have understood this truth many years ago, but he later forgot it.

When did you forget it? It's blurry, but that's not important. What's important is that I remember it now.

That's good.

Bullseye just felt that his whole body became relaxed.

Therefore, when Bullseye figured out these things in an instant, he became extremely calm when he once again set his sights on the man in black armor in front of him.

Taking the first step, Bullseye pulled out his own weapon, a special handleless steel nail, from his cuffs.

There was no communication or any indication. Both sides facing each other knew each other's intentions and acted at the same time.

Bullseye threw out two steel nails and moved quickly laterally, trying to distance himself from the opponent and establish his advantage in mid-range combat.

And of course his opponent would not let him succeed easily. He quickly raised his arm and placed it across the outside of his only exposed skin, blocking the two steel nails that were attacking his mouth and eyes. At the same time, he quickly ran towards the opponent. .

During this process, Captain America felt three more steel nails thrown by the opponent hitting him. They were thrown at the seam between the breastplate and abdominal armor, at the gap between the armor of the elbow, and at the crotch area.

Captain America has always been a defensive player. Although he no longer has the convenient round shield in his hand, the defensive strength of this full-body armor is not as good as the red, white and blue star shield, but the defensive area is larger than that small one. The shield is more than a little bigger.

But even so, Captain America was not careless and did not defend at all. He slightly changed his movement trajectory, trying to face the enemy with his body joints and the oncoming armor. The hand in front of his face never dropped. With the other hand, he pulled out the steel nail stuck in his elbow, and Captain America threw it away, forcing Bullseye to get out of the way.

The US team is also quite experienced in hitting the enemy by throwing something at a medium distance, and even has a certain degree of confidence that he will not lose to anyone.

With a ding, the steel nail went away and came back, but Bullseye raised his head to avoid it and nailed it into the wall. It was this short delay that made the distance between the two people who were already very close to each other even faster. Captain America kicked out a broken piece of wood on the ground to interfere with Bullseye's movements. The man was already approaching, and he hit it with his arm without any reason.

It should be said that the full-body protective equipment that Captain America has now is really the nemesis of people like Bullseye.

Facing an enemy who is only three meters away from him and is fully armored, with only his eyes and mouth exposed, there really isn't much that Bullseye can do.

Now, he was forced to expose another of his shortcomings as the enemy approached him again.

That is, compared to mid-range combat, Bullseye's accomplishments in close combat are obviously much inferior.

Unfortunately, the enemy he faced happened to be one of the most powerful masters in close combat in the world.

Therefore, as soon as they met, Bullseye showed a complete defeat.

Not to mention struggling to resist for a while, he even gave up completely.

Also in the empty-handed state, Bullseye barely had any weapons, which were nothing more than steel nails in his hands that could not penetrate the enemy's armor. But as for the opponent, he just punched and kicked, and every blow was powerful and heavy, and every blow could kill him. Killed him and left him with broken muscles and bones.

Can't pick it up, can't pick it up at all.

Therefore, Bullseye can only retreat step by step, trying hard and embarrassed to dodge the enemy's attacks, or rely on the wall to reduce the enemy's attack angle, or use the steel nails in his hands to occasionally disrupt the enemy's attacks. The enemy's attack rhythm, or picking up anything that can be touched, throwing or throwing it at the opponent regardless of it!

But all this was in vain.

Roland, who was wearing full armor, looked like this armor was specially prepared for him!
Yes! definitely is!

This bastard Roland must have done this on purpose!

Bullseye couldn't help but think of the scene where this guy deliberately played a trick on him and pretended to fall from the window.

That's right, so far, that crazy-talking Roland hasn't even said a single sarcastic word! Moreover, his most commonly used and best ability to extend his fingers is useless. He has been fighting with himself with his fists and feet...

Bullseye thought again about the scene where this guy threw back the steel spike he hit him with.

As an expert, Bullseye could of course tell at a glance that Roland was very skilled in throwing darts and concealed weapons.

So what is he going to do?
He can obviously kill me quickly, but by doing this...does he want to humiliate me and make me die more sadly?

This question only flashed through Bullseye's mind before he was confirmed by himself.

Of course, Roland can certainly do such a thing.

He is such a nasty guy.

Thinking of this, Bullseye felt infinite sadness in his heart.

What can we do if we know it? Can we avoid such a tragedy if we know it?

I thought about it a little in my mind, but in reality my mind wandered, my movements were slow and deformed.

How could Captain America, a melee master, miss such an opportunity?

A slightly redirected side kick, Bullseye reacted in time and made a move to dodge, but he was still hit, but not in the head, but in the shoulder, and flew away screaming.

"Damn guy! Why do you think you can decide everything!"

Originally, Bullseye thought that he was definitely dead this time, and he even regretted why he had to hide.

At this time, Bullseye's heart was completely filled with a strong sense of shame and being fooled.

He knew that it was impossible for him to defeat Roland, nor could he escape the fate of death today. Bullseye's last wish was to not let Roland get his wish.

"Don't even think about it!"

Bullseye suddenly became crazy and used his own flesh and blood to attack Captain America's steel armor. In just a few seconds, he withstood Captain America with an almost crazy attack posture, and even successfully counterattacked, forcing him to Repelled the enemy.

In fact, Captain America was not injured at all. With such a thick armor on his body, he could not be hurt by a mere fist of flesh and blood. It was just the splash of blood and minced meat that made him a little nauseous.

Moreover, after all, this is a big evil man who has killed many people. Captain America needs to pay attention to whether this is some kind of mind-shaking strategy of the enemy.

Anyway, back off for now.

After blocking Bullseye's attack, Captain America pushed hard. While pushing Bullseye, he also took a big step back, and still cautiously raised a hand across his head and face.

However, the expected storm-like attack did not come. He quietly changed his body shape and looked sideways. What Captain America saw was Bullseye, whose fists were rolled with flesh and bones, but his bones were visible, but he was still laughing.

"Use that trick of yours, otherwise don't think I will die so easily!"

What trick?

Captain America was still hesitating when he saw Bullseye laughing wildly and stretching out a bone-white middle finger. After shaking it crookedly twice, he suddenly stretched out his other hand and broke the bone. The movements of the fingers were extremely exaggerated, as if they had used all their strength to throw them past him.

It's a scam! Is this Bullseye's death-defying counterattack?
Instead of rushing to catch it or blocking it, Captain America chose to take a step back again and dodge sideways.

"Hahahaha! Roland! You lose!"

Hearing Bullseye's voice, Captain America looked over again and found that Bullseye had "flyed" out of the window. He also threw a handful of steel nails in his hand, and finally shouted: "I won! It's me." Won!"

Without enough time to think about winning or losing, Captain America hurriedly raised his arms to block all the steel nails that Bullseye finally threw.

Amidst the clanging sounds, he suddenly heard another sound.

"Eh?!!"

It's Roland.

"What are you doing! I just climbed up! Get out of here!"

what's the situation?
Captain America quickly ran to the window and carefully looked out.

A few floors below the window sill, Bullseye had his own two steel nails inserted into his heart, his eyes turned white, and he died there.

Beneath him, Roland, dressed in armor, was lying on someone's balcony, with bricks underneath him and a dead-eyed bullseye on his body.

Roland was still holding an apple from somewhere in his left hand...well, Captain America knew where he got it from.

"What the hell! Why did he jump down! What outrageous thing did you do! Steve! You speak!"

Listening to Roland's question, Captain America shook his head feebly and decided not to go on missions with Roland in the future.

"Steve! Tony called me. He seems to be looking for us for something. Do you want to come with me to check it out?"

"it is good!"

Go again, the last time, really the last time
　I'll take some time to write out a chapter. Everyone, I'm going to bed first.

　　I'm still not sure if there will be an update tomorrow, I won't be able to go back until the day after tomorrow, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)