The Unrighteous God In Marvel

In all fairness, the person Rumlow should hate most is Leon.

If there was no Leon, maybe his old boss would never die.

The sudden death of Alexander Pierce was full of strangeness, and it was full of "destined" coincidences everywhere.

He was killed in the most inexplicable way when he shouldn't die.

Venerable Skyhammer?

robbery?

Accident?

Don't make a special noise! No one is a fool!

As long as you have understood the detailed dossiers of Pierce's death in detail, and have a basic understanding of Lyon, everyone should guess what happened.

Don't forget, in the strange conversation between Leon and Pierce in the meeting room on the first floor of the Stark Industrial Building, Rumlow was one of the parties present.

Fury was able to detect the problem with Pierce's death in the first place, and of course Rumlow could also.

Even earlier.

Because that night when Pierce asked to read all the information about Lyon, Rumlow was also one of the insiders.

And Pierce issued an order to kill Leon and asked Sitwell to contact the mercenaries and desperadoes to take action. Rumlow also knew.

Therefore, Pierce and Lyon may have known each other before, and the two of them may have a big feud, Rumlow guessed that way.

Then, Pierce's death is almost doomed. Because Rumlow knows Lyon, at least he knows that "bloodthirsty", vicious-hearted, revenge is not overnight, and will suddenly appear at some time and take your life.

Pierce, must die!

Rumlow already knew the ending at that time.

At the same time, he also knew his end.

Leon didn't like him. Rumlow could tell.

When did it start? Oh! From the first side of the special code they met! ! !

The memory flashes back to the night when they were suddenly notified to train.

Rumlow has become accustomed to the various surprise inspections and sudden tasks of S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau.

But this time seems to be a little different. After the order above came, Rumlow received news from Pierce on the way, so that he had to seize this opportunity anyway.

Pierce didn't say much, but Rumlow knew the importance.

Putting aside the thought of dealing with things, Rumlow came to the training place, a... conference room.

Here, Rumlow saw a lot of high-level agents, the guarantees were all level 6 or higher, and there were even level 8 and level 9 agents like Hawkeye.

Rumlow even more decided to take this "training" seriously.

Then, he saw Lyon's information for the first time and knew the name for the first time.

Later, among the elite agents, S.H.I.E.L.D. had screened out more than a dozen agents covering various levels, backgrounds, departments, and skin colors. One night, they suddenly called them together. In a classroom.

Then the strange guy walked in.

Rumlow and the others felt an ability that was not recorded in the information, and Sitwell almost peeed his pants in fright.

Rumlow had never studied so seriously. He memorized almost every sentence Lyon had said in class, every pattern he drew on the blackboard.

However, Leon did not like him.

Rumlow felt it.

It was not a kind of malice, nor was it hatred, it was just a vague feeling that was unclear.

Rumlow has always believed in his own feelings.

In the final assessment, as expected, Rumlow lost the election.

Then, his hard days came.

Sitwell instantly became the celebrity in front of Pierce because he learned a new skill.

Rumlow even knew that Pierce wanted Sitwell to teach him that skill more than once.

Although it was unsuccessful in the end, this did not affect Rumlow's increasingly embarrassing position.

Rumlow, who has only one martial arts all over his body, is definitely not as good as Sitwell in terms of practicality. Now, this sole function has become embarrassing.

Because S.H.I.E.L.D. has come a stronger one.

The American team was dug out of the ice.

Lyon is also involved.

Although Hawkeye's agent level is higher than himself, and even learned to fly later, Rumlow is confident that he still has the strength to fight Hawkeye.

However, he is not arrogant enough to feel that he can beat the US team.

In the days that followed, Rumlow's life became more and more difficult. Not only did the number of missions less and less, making him doubt his status, but also more and more people appeared on the earth that he could not solve.

Even the special aliens attacking the earth and fighting with the gods have happened!

The confident Rumlow doubted himself, life, and value more and more.

When did all this happen?

Where is the origin, the point that made all irreversible changes, and kept his life falling?

Soon, Rumlow got the answer to this question.

It started from the day that the **** of Tema Lyon appeared! ! ! !

………………

"You **** guy...!"

Rumlow was angry from his heart, and evil came to the gall. The long-standing resentment was inspired by Leon's disgusting shameless face at this moment, which dazzled his head and made his guts burst.

The adrenaline soared, Rumlo's eyes were a little red. After he sweared, he threw away the gun that had no bullets in his hand, and took out two charged short sticks from behind him.

It was the two that caused the US team to suffer a lot in the elevator a few days ago.

Leon was abruptly scolded, and he was quite surprised.

The steps forward also stopped, standing and looking around, no one else!

"Are you... talking to me? Are you scolding me?"

Seeing Rumlow trying to fight him desperately, Leon looked a little unbelievable.

"You wrecked my clothes so badly, you justified you! I'm not so angry! Why are you swearing! How did your teacher teach you? You never went to school!"

It's been a long time since I saw such a courageous hapless guy, Leon suddenly didn't want to kill Rumlow so quickly.

"Without further ado!"

There is nothing but adrenaline in Rumlow's veins. It is a curse, and the voice is still on the way. People have gritted their teeth, foaming in the mouth rushed up, and the electric baton was stuck in the air. Avoiding Leon's chest.

"Oh~~~ This one is numb, but it's not the same as the one just now."

Without taking a step back, Leon stretched out two fingers, twirled the top of the short stick on his chest, and moved it down a bit: "It's a bit embarrassing, but you poked my sensitive point. I believe you didn't mean it. , Or I will call the police.

Go to the next point and try again. By the way, don't you have another one? "

"Go to die, die to die...!!!"

Rumlow screamed wildly and stabbed another short stick to Leon's neck, pushing the mechanism at the grip with the thumbs of both hands, the maximum current!

"Eh~~! That's plausible!"

Leon nodded in satisfaction: "My neck hasn't been right a few days ago. You said that there is no throat pulling in cupping, isn't it? It's quite comfortable to power up like this. You try it too!"

At a speed that was completely incomprehensible, Leon reached out and snatched a short stick in Rumlow's hand, and slammed it against Rumlow's neck.

"Huh? Why doesn't this work in my hands? High-tech! I still recognize the master!"

The short stick was thrown directly into the concrete wall, Leon stretched out his index finger, and the gloves flashed with electricity: "Thank you for my knowledge and talent!

For the glory of the bathhouse——! ! "

A finger touched Rumlo's neck. He obviously took a step back quickly and tried to avoid it, but in front of Leon, all the martial arts, skills, and super reactions turned into jokes.

Electricity shot out from Leon’s glove and hit Rumlow’s throat. After a moment of numbness, the huge pain surged. Rumlow couldn’t even make a cry of pain. The whole person was already Flew out. He fell heavily on the wall and then fell to the ground.

Leon maintained the gesture of pointing his finger forward for a second, and then realized it later, and jumped his feet in surprise: "Oh! Isn't my shot a bit heavy? Don't kill it!"

The halo opened, the gloves were taken off, and the green light lit up. Leon squatted on the ground and wounded Rumlow, who was severely burned in his throat.

When the dazed Rumlow woke up, he opened his eyes and saw a black ink pattern that was constantly shifting.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then, as if he had seen a ghost, he rolled back... his head hit the wall.

"Oh look at you, I finally pulled you back from the death line, how can you harm yourself in front of me! This is the greatest disregard and disrespect for the hard work of medical staff!"

Turning his head, and covering his eyes, Leon said in a special case: "Now you hit it, I'll save you back in a while, and when you're done, you will do another way to self-harm. Hehehe..."

Unwilling, humiliated, and angry!

Rumlo pulled out the short dagger from his boots and stabs it at Leon's back. The shot was a killer move, and the two daggers went straight to the neck.

The stabbing is indeed accurate, the speed and strength are in place, and the super professional quality allows Rumlow to still guarantee the basic rule of never making a sound when back stabbing.

pity……

Lyon takes a step back! He raised his elbow and pressed it against Rumlow's chest.

Then the man flew out again.

"What do you think, what do you think!"

Leon was heartbroken: "Anger blinded your eyes and turned you into a wise man. I'm not afraid of bullets. Am I still afraid of knives?

madness! Stupid out of reach! The whole thing is stupid... Oh, don't vomit blood! Depend on! "

It was another treatment, and Rumlow stood up again.

"You... knew it a long time ago, right."

This time he wasn't so eager to shoot desperately.

I've tried it twice, and I haven't tried to say anything, but I've already died twice.

Not to mention the adrenaline, even if the stimulant is flowing in his veins, it should be almost cold at this time.

Leon chuckled: "What do you know? Oh, you told me about your brother Wang next door, then I really don't..."

"Hydra."

Rumlow's eyebrows and eyes were indifferent: "You already knew that we are all Hydra. Right."

"God~~~ Horse——! Oh my God! You are actually nine..."

"When did you know it."

Rumlow was almost in a state of resignation, he was not in the mood to play this unilaterally insulted and ridiculed game with Leon, and asked straightforwardly.

"When you saw Pierce? Before the Zetarians invaded? When the American team first appeared? In..."

"At the beginning."

Coming and not going to be indecent, Leon also interrupted Rumlow, who was obviously excited, and said this with a smile.

Shouhe Rumlow's emotions were obviously more excited: "What started? From that classroom? Have you seen one of us before? Who is it?!!!"

"Calm down, calm down~"

Leon simply took out his chair and sat down: "Who else do you want to find revenge?"

Swing your hand down.

Rumlow leaned directly back against the wall and slid down on the ground, still staring at Leon, waiting for the answer to that question.

"Want to know~ Hey! I won't tell you! Hahaha... Hey, don't put on the wall and scare you! I will put the halo directly on you!"

Leaning back, Leon raised Erlang's legs and tapped his knees with his fingers: "How do you say, ha... Ever since you didn't know me, I didn't know you, I knew you were a Hydra."

The Rumlow with another pool of blood on his head was stupid, he didn't understand Leon's words.

"Don't look at me like that, your expression is not tough at all, it looks like a big idiot.

Hehehe...If I tell you, since I first met Coleson, I have been thinking about killing you all, would you be desperate? "

More than despair, it's desperate!

Rumlow couldn't figure out why it was so special! ! !

"Why! Why do you want..."

"what why."

"what?"

"How can such words of special code come out of your mouth! Alas...!"

He sighed heavily, and Leon shook his head: "In a few years, a guy who pretends to be a common man in the universe will come out to walk the way for the sky. Ho! It's almost like Song Jiang, you know Song Jiang, No, Journey to the West is number one. Back, the three heroes of the Grand View Garden and Song Jiang were telling the story of this big brother.

Gee! Don't interrupt, ask, ask what to ask, listen to me! "

Inexplicably, he suffered a big mouth, Rumlow swollen face and listened to Leon talking about the past...ah the future.

"Purple Sweet Potatoes, the first director of the Universe Family Planning Office, Ou Yo, ruthless! Licking a dog to the point of him, it is more than just as simple as weeping ghosts and ghosts! However, his excuses are not very good, mathematics It doesn't look good either.

Sociology is estimated to have never studied. Anyway, if you want to kill half of the population, it would be great to kill all the **** like you!

He thought he had a good excuse~www.readwn.com~ Is it absolutely neutral, is it resource-related, and is it sustainable development? !

Especially the universe next door has perpetual motion machines! Is there still less black technology and unreasonable technology in this world!

As long as he goes to school for a few more years and spends less time thinking about women, I have long been an urban protagonist! Why do you need to work so **** a **** like you? !

Do not ask! listen! ! "

There was also a big mouth on the face, but it was still not very symmetrical. This time Leon was hitting harder, and it became a bit swollen.

"It's getting more and more angry, fuck!"

Leon put away his chair and pointed Rumlow with his finger: "Now you know why I want to kill you?"

Rumlow shook his head.

When the pill was shot out, the watermelon exploded.

Leon sighed, lifted his mask, and lit a cigarette.

"Oh...what a special thing about purple sweet potato essence..."