The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

When Angelo and Steve walked to the church hall, the two people in the hall were facing each other. With a red hood on his head and a slightly comical tights, Matthew is confronting a person with his characteristic blind cane. Angelo saw the vulgar red hood on Matthew's head, which reminded him of the pervert he saw at night when he was stewing himself in an iron pot. If the atmosphere wasn't right now, he really wanted to ask Ma Xiu, is your aesthetics so vulgar? Confronting Matthew was a man dressed in black with a skull print on his black shirt. From the skin exposed on his arms, it seemed that he was a white male with a strong build, but his face could not be seen clearly. His face was not hidden under a hood like Matthew's, but completely hidden in the shadows. "What's the situation?" Angelo asked after standing at the entrance of the stairs. He didn't say Matthew's name directly, but he knew that Matthew would definitely understand what he meant. But to his surprise, it wasn't Matthew who spoke first, but the white male who couldn't see his face. "I saw a few thieves enter the church. I was worried about what would happen to the church, so I followed." Angelo raised his eyebrows, this man is so murderous! Daredevil Matthew he knew, but what this man came from doesn't seem to be simple. "Who are you?" Angelo wasn't in a hurry to kill the opponent. Since he was able to face off against Daredevil and still wasn't at a disadvantage, at least he was definitely not an unknown person in Marvel. "My name is Frank Custer." The man came out of the shadows. At this time, Angelo finally saw his full appearance. He was middle-aged, in his thirties, with a stern expression, and he could not see the slightest fluctuation in his eyes. Even when he looked at Angelo or Steve, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead pork that was pushed to the ground. This is not the most conspicuous, the most conspicuous place is the head held by this man named Frank! Blood was dripping from the head to the ground. The sound of "tick, tick" blood falling on the floor was particularly clear in the silent night. On the man's other hand is a saw that is about half a meter long! It looks like it is a tool on the construction site! Angelo could see that although this man named Frank Custer was murderous and frightening, he didn't seem to have any malicious intent. As for the heads in his hands, Angelo didn't care that much. This is Hell's Kitchen, and it is inevitable that there will be some thieves who just made their debut without opening their eyes, and they deserve to die. "Man, you have started recruiting accomplices, and he is carrying your accomplices?" Angelo teased at Matthew, who had not spoken. "Angelo, this guy in red is not my accomplice." Matthew tilted his head and said to Angelo, "I also heard someone invade here when I came here. As a result, I ran into this guy as soon as I came here." You have been monitoring here?" Angelo frowned upon hearing this. Now that the master of Angelo has come out, Matthew and Frank naturally can't fight, but Angelo has thought of a problem. Now it seems that not only S.H.I.E.L.D. There are several groups of people who know that they are paying attention here, and this does not include those forces hidden in the dark. "You know, I can hear it very far." Matthew's reaction was interesting, he neither admitted nor denied it. Since Angelo said those things to him last time, he hasn't been seen in church for a long time, and there's no news about him except that he runs a law firm. , no one knows why he went. "Mr. Frank, what do you do?" Angelo turned to Frank and asked. Frank first glanced at Steve standing behind Angelo. Steve's position completely blocked the loophole left by Angelo. If anyone wanted to break through the stairs to the upstairs of the church, only Two choices, either defeat Angelo or defeat Steve. "Mr. Angelo, I'm just a worker at the construction site next to me," Frank said before he finished speaking. "Angelo, someone is coming!" Matthew interrupted him. Matthew's ears moved a little, and he heard a large sound of extremely slight but extremely neat footsteps coming from the far end of the street, which was the direction of Brooklyn! "Boss!" Footsteps were also heard on the stairs behind Angelo, and No. 1 appeared on the stairs with the members of the Combat Sisters dressed up at some point. Now that No. 1 and others have felt it, Angelo, whose spiritual power is far beyond ordinary people, naturally feels the same. Angelo frowned tightly. He glanced at the head that Frank was holding. He thought it was just a few blind thieves who wanted to come to the church to catch the autumn wind, but now it doesn't seem to be the case. "Number One, take someone to guard the door and window of the church." Angelo turned his head and gave an order to Number One, and then said to a few people in the hall, "If you want to help, please help deal with the enemy. If you don't want to If you don't, just hide in the church. As for the rest, let's talk later." Although Matthew and Angelo didn't want the same idea on some things, it was impossible for Matthew not to help. When Angelo spoke , he was already fiddling with the blind stick in his hand. As for Frank, he and Steve glanced at each other, and there was an atmosphere of competition between the two. This is the induction between the same kind! The blood of both sides carries the smell of gunpowder smoke left on the battlefield, and only the same kind can smell it. "If you can~www.readwn.com~ give me a gun." Frank still said in a calm voice. As for Steve, he trotted into the kitchen, rummaging for something. Although he didn't know where Frank came from, Angelo was not a stingy person. With a wave of his hand, piles of weapons appeared on the ground. From pistols to automatic rifles, sniper rifles and finally two surface-to-air shoulder-fired missiles! These are the treasures he found with little Gary in the den in Afghanistan. As for the weapons in the hands of No. 1 and others in the church, they were weapons found in the warehouse in the backyard, which were gifts from Alexei. Frank was picking and choosing among the pair of weapons on the ground. Steve also ran out of the kitchen at this time. He had a round pot lid in his hand. If Angelo read it right, it was a dragon. The lid of Uncle's cooking pot "The shield is not there for the time being, you can use this." Steve smiled at Angelo. Angelo slapped his forehead, "Man, this weapon of yours is simply too appalling. This guy seems to be unable to stop bullets. There are guns on the ground. Go pick two and deal with them first." Looking at the pile of weapons behind him, he wanted to get two of them for Steve, but Steve had experienced World War II, and naturally it was impossible not to use guns. But it didn't matter if he didn't look back, he was startled when he did. Excuse! Good guy, in less than half a minute he was talking to Steve, Frank was already equipped, he was wearing a bulletproof suit that didn't fit, and he was covered with weapons from head to toe, and even I put two grenades on my waist! This battle does not seem to be about fighting in the streets, but about capturing the White House and assassinating the president's buddy. We are not trying to assassinate the president! Why did you reach for the surface-to-air missile on the ground again? ? ?