Chapter 127 Human body explosion and night ghost serious injury
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Containers being lifted from the cargo ship.
Matt and Stickman hide.
For these two talented people, night is the best time to take action.
And many shameful things are often done in the dark.
Gunsou wanted to test his apprentice and asked: "How much of the situation do you understand?"
Matt strained his ears to listen and "heard a lot of heartbeats."
"Slow, steady, no fluctuations."
"There is also a heartbeat, which is more powerful and different."
After he finished speaking, the stickman said solemnly: "It's a letter."
That was a leader of the Hand.
Matt frowned and continued to sense, even after a long distance
He can also judge more information through the sound of heartbeat, breathing, and the friction of clothes.
"Some special people are here too."
"The temperature is higher than normal."
"Their skins were over 40c, one, no, two."
If John hadn't sent him a female driver, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to learn so comprehensively.
If an ordinary person reaches this temperature, he should be lying seriously ill in the hospital at this moment.
But for people injected with the Extremis virus, it will speed up their cells.
"MP7 submachine gun with a silencer," Matt realized. "They don't want to make any noise."
In today's Hell's Kitchen, there is still such strength and configuration.
Matt thought he had enough knowledge about the Guardian Land, but now it seems that the water depth is not deep enough to let more people know the truth.
When Gunsou heard this, he said, "We will be quieter."
He said: "You go deal with the minions, and I'll deal with Heikong."
Matt asked, "What are you going to do?"
He still doesn't know what the so-called black sky is.
Gunsou just said: "I have my own way."
Matt still respected this master in his heart. He didn't say much and was ready to take action.
"Wait!" Stickman held Matt's shoulders, his expression serious, "There is another person."
Matt listened carefully and found the powerful beating.
Not a letter.
is another.
Another masked hero from Hell's Kitchen.
night ghost.
He was not far away.
To these two people with sensitive ears, their beating hearts sounded like war drums.
Even though Dax has extraordinary accuracy and physique, he is not a person who has undergone systematic training.
I don’t know how to hide my heartbeat.
"Is it him?" Matt said, "He won't take action against us."
"We can't let him do bad things." Stickou was determined to win against Heikong, so he said to Matt, "solve it as soon as possible."
Matt nodded and left.
After Matt left, Stickman began to assemble his own weapons.
It was a bow. After assembling it, he pulled out an arrow and cocked the bow.
But he was aiming at the night ghost coming over.
As he said, he couldn't let Night Ghost ruin his actions.
Matt appeared at the dock. Without relying on his eyes, he was like a ghost in the dark night. Without making any sound, he solved a gang thug dragging people into the road between containers.
He solved them one by one without alerting anyone.
The container is placed on the ground by a crane.
Matt hides.
A letter with an Asian face asked his men to open the container.
A young heart beats and emits a brisk melody.
That's the kind of heart only a child has.
Matt froze.
He never imagined that the thing these people had worked so hard to transport at this time would be a child?
"The stuff has been delivered to you." A white man wearing a military green short-sleeve with two strong arms walking out. He was one of the two people with a high temperature and said to the letter, "The deal is done."
Xin nodded, "Say hello to him for me."
He kept his eyes on the little boy in the container.
The boy was bound by chains. He was obviously a human being, but he was treated like a wild beast.
The desperate soldier did not leave, but looked at the letter.
Xin knew that he was making a commitment, and he said, "I remember agreeing to Fisk's request."
"That's good." The desperate soldier nodded indifferently and moved aside.
The child was brought out by the believer, and Matt was still thinking about the conversation between the two.
Suddenly there was the sound of a bow being drawn in his ears, and his heart skipped a beat.
The arrow broke off the bowstring and was flying towards the boy.
Not caring so much, Matt immediately took action, blocking the arrow and causing it to deviate from the road.
The arrow grazed the boy's ear.
At the same time, it also alarmed everyone involved in this transaction.
Xin was shocked and angry, "Kill him!"
He was about to leave with the little boy and his men.
The gang members who were guarding the surroundings took action, and fired at Matt with submachine guns equipped with silencers.
The two desperate soldiers looked at each other and took action immediately.
Matt dodged the bullets, pulled out his weapons and knocked away the submachine gun aimed at him.
Even if he heard Gunsou leaving, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't get away now.
The car started and drove away from the dock.
Matt missed the spike and knocked down the men with blunt blows.
Just as he was about to chase after him, the high temperature stung his skin and the center of his eyebrows stung. He lowered his waist and rolled back to avoid the punch.
He took three steps back, and the two desperate soldiers twisted their wrists and made a clicking sound.
Because there was no killing blow, the men who had been dealt with earlier staggered to their feet.
"Are you Daredevil?" The sturdy Extremis soldier raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully, "You look like a weakling."
Matt knew that Stickman was already chasing the little boy, and he was anxious and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"
It is naturally impossible for soldiers in desperate situations to get out of the way.
A man rushed up and attacked Matt.
Matt dodged left and right, finding the right opportunity to hit the desperate soldier on the chin with his stick, then turned around and kicked the soldier back again and again.
He clearly felt that the temperature of the part where the man was hit quickly increased.
The crooked chin returned to normal like a spring.
"I'll give you one last chance." Matt knew he couldn't keep his hands any longer, and spikes popped out of the sticks in both hands and turned into stick heads, "Get out of the way!"
The desperate soldier just smiled and stepped forward again.
The recovered men picked up their submachine guns and started shooting.
The desperate soldiers did not dodge or evade, and chased Matt fiercely.
Matt dodged the bullet, and the spike smashed into the soldier's arm, tearing off a chunk of flesh.
The soldier was indifferent to the pain, and with a ferocious smile, he grabbed Matt's arms with both hands, and the high temperature extended from his palms to the armor of the suit.
Matt groaned, and his arms felt like they were touching red-hot iron plates, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
A gunman behind him aimed at Matt, and when he pulled the trigger, a flying knife accurately pierced the gunman's head.
The gunman's body swayed, his finger pulled the trigger and swept randomly into the sky, and fell heavily.
Immediately afterwards, the gunmen were stabbed with flying knives one after another.
A bouncy ball hit the container and rolled into the feet of another desperate soldier watching the show.
There was a bang and an explosion.
The desperate soldiers were blown away.
Matt took the opportunity to kick his opponent's thigh, and pulled hard to free his sleeves from their restraints.
After landing, he sprinted up and hit his opponent with a knee, which deformed his face.
The desperate soldier retreated continuously, his entire face covered with orange light.
Matt swung his two sticks, aimed at his knees, broke the man's legs, passed by, and hit the back of the neck with the stick, causing the man to kneel to the ground.
He was originally afraid of hitting someone to death, so he didn't use his heavy hand at first. After seeing the terrifying recovery power, Matt increased his strength.
Solving the fight, he turned around.
The night ghost had already dealt with all the gunmen, and pulled out the throwing knife from the neck of an unlucky ghost and put it back into its sheath.
"Why are you here?" Ye Gui saw Matt's embarrassed look and sneered, "Show mercy on these losers and you're asking for death."
Matt said anxiously: "Be careful with those two guys, they are very special."
He no longer cares about Ye Gui killing people.
Ye Gui said angrily: "Don't give me orders!"
He turned around and saw that Matt was ready to fight.
The soldier who was blown away to the point of despair stood up again, his hands and feet flowing out like lava and recovering.
The soldier who had his kneecap shattered also stood up again, raising his head and recovering with a red light.
Ye Gui encountered this kind of thing for the first time, with a hint of shock in his eyes.
The anger on the faces of the two desperate soldiers was visible to the naked eye. They took out a metal syringe from their pockets and plunged it into their necks.
A large area of orange-red light emitted from their bodies, and their temperature rose.
"court death!"
They took action at the same time, killing Matt and Night Ghost.
Enhanced with drugs, the resilience of desperate soldiers becomes even more terrifying.
Matt's newly opened wound in the front was healed in the back.
Night Ghost did the same thing. He held a flying knife in both hands and cut open the hands of the desperate soldiers, and healed them instantly.
Every time it is opened, the temperature of the person's body will rise.
The Extremis soldier punched the Night Ghost mask and hit the container, melting the container to create a hole as big as a fist.
Ye Gui stabbed the opponent's neck with the flying knife in both hands without hesitation, and pulled hard.
His flying knife is finely ground from Tallan Industries' military-grade alloy, so it goes without saying that it's sharp.
Cut off the collarbone like a chop.
A large orange-red light emerged, and Night Ghost realized something was wrong, so he decisively covered his face with his hands and shrank his body.
The Desperate Soldiers exploded, throwing people away.
His back hit the edge of the container hard.
When Matt heard the noise, he smashed the Extremis soldier away with his stick, kicked the man into the flames, and let the explosion blow him away.
Matt, who escaped the explosion, listened to the weak heartbeat, and his expression changed instantly.
"Night Ghost!"
...
Matt and Stickman hide.
For these two talented people, night is the best time to take action.
And many shameful things are often done in the dark.
Gunsou wanted to test his apprentice and asked: "How much of the situation do you understand?"
Matt strained his ears to listen and "heard a lot of heartbeats."
"Slow, steady, no fluctuations."
"There is also a heartbeat, which is more powerful and different."
After he finished speaking, the stickman said solemnly: "It's a letter."
That was a leader of the Hand.
Matt frowned and continued to sense, even after a long distance
He can also judge more information through the sound of heartbeat, breathing, and the friction of clothes.
"Some special people are here too."
"The temperature is higher than normal."
"Their skins were over 40c, one, no, two."
If John hadn't sent him a female driver, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to learn so comprehensively.
If an ordinary person reaches this temperature, he should be lying seriously ill in the hospital at this moment.
But for people injected with the Extremis virus, it will speed up their cells.
"MP7 submachine gun with a silencer," Matt realized. "They don't want to make any noise."
In today's Hell's Kitchen, there is still such strength and configuration.
Matt thought he had enough knowledge about the Guardian Land, but now it seems that the water depth is not deep enough to let more people know the truth.
When Gunsou heard this, he said, "We will be quieter."
He said: "You go deal with the minions, and I'll deal with Heikong."
Matt asked, "What are you going to do?"
He still doesn't know what the so-called black sky is.
Gunsou just said: "I have my own way."
Matt still respected this master in his heart. He didn't say much and was ready to take action.
"Wait!" Stickman held Matt's shoulders, his expression serious, "There is another person."
Matt listened carefully and found the powerful beating.
Not a letter.
is another.
Another masked hero from Hell's Kitchen.
night ghost.
He was not far away.
To these two people with sensitive ears, their beating hearts sounded like war drums.
Even though Dax has extraordinary accuracy and physique, he is not a person who has undergone systematic training.
I don’t know how to hide my heartbeat.
"Is it him?" Matt said, "He won't take action against us."
"We can't let him do bad things." Stickou was determined to win against Heikong, so he said to Matt, "solve it as soon as possible."
Matt nodded and left.
After Matt left, Stickman began to assemble his own weapons.
It was a bow. After assembling it, he pulled out an arrow and cocked the bow.
But he was aiming at the night ghost coming over.
As he said, he couldn't let Night Ghost ruin his actions.
Matt appeared at the dock. Without relying on his eyes, he was like a ghost in the dark night. Without making any sound, he solved a gang thug dragging people into the road between containers.
He solved them one by one without alerting anyone.
The container is placed on the ground by a crane.
Matt hides.
A letter with an Asian face asked his men to open the container.
A young heart beats and emits a brisk melody.
That's the kind of heart only a child has.
Matt froze.
He never imagined that the thing these people had worked so hard to transport at this time would be a child?
"The stuff has been delivered to you." A white man wearing a military green short-sleeve with two strong arms walking out. He was one of the two people with a high temperature and said to the letter, "The deal is done."
Xin nodded, "Say hello to him for me."
He kept his eyes on the little boy in the container.
The boy was bound by chains. He was obviously a human being, but he was treated like a wild beast.
The desperate soldier did not leave, but looked at the letter.
Xin knew that he was making a commitment, and he said, "I remember agreeing to Fisk's request."
"That's good." The desperate soldier nodded indifferently and moved aside.
The child was brought out by the believer, and Matt was still thinking about the conversation between the two.
Suddenly there was the sound of a bow being drawn in his ears, and his heart skipped a beat.
The arrow broke off the bowstring and was flying towards the boy.
Not caring so much, Matt immediately took action, blocking the arrow and causing it to deviate from the road.
The arrow grazed the boy's ear.
At the same time, it also alarmed everyone involved in this transaction.
Xin was shocked and angry, "Kill him!"
He was about to leave with the little boy and his men.
The gang members who were guarding the surroundings took action, and fired at Matt with submachine guns equipped with silencers.
The two desperate soldiers looked at each other and took action immediately.
Matt dodged the bullets, pulled out his weapons and knocked away the submachine gun aimed at him.
Even if he heard Gunsou leaving, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't get away now.
The car started and drove away from the dock.
Matt missed the spike and knocked down the men with blunt blows.
Just as he was about to chase after him, the high temperature stung his skin and the center of his eyebrows stung. He lowered his waist and rolled back to avoid the punch.
He took three steps back, and the two desperate soldiers twisted their wrists and made a clicking sound.
Because there was no killing blow, the men who had been dealt with earlier staggered to their feet.
"Are you Daredevil?" The sturdy Extremis soldier raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully, "You look like a weakling."
Matt knew that Stickman was already chasing the little boy, and he was anxious and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"
It is naturally impossible for soldiers in desperate situations to get out of the way.
A man rushed up and attacked Matt.
Matt dodged left and right, finding the right opportunity to hit the desperate soldier on the chin with his stick, then turned around and kicked the soldier back again and again.
He clearly felt that the temperature of the part where the man was hit quickly increased.
The crooked chin returned to normal like a spring.
"I'll give you one last chance." Matt knew he couldn't keep his hands any longer, and spikes popped out of the sticks in both hands and turned into stick heads, "Get out of the way!"
The desperate soldier just smiled and stepped forward again.
The recovered men picked up their submachine guns and started shooting.
The desperate soldiers did not dodge or evade, and chased Matt fiercely.
Matt dodged the bullet, and the spike smashed into the soldier's arm, tearing off a chunk of flesh.
The soldier was indifferent to the pain, and with a ferocious smile, he grabbed Matt's arms with both hands, and the high temperature extended from his palms to the armor of the suit.
Matt groaned, and his arms felt like they were touching red-hot iron plates, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.
A gunman behind him aimed at Matt, and when he pulled the trigger, a flying knife accurately pierced the gunman's head.
The gunman's body swayed, his finger pulled the trigger and swept randomly into the sky, and fell heavily.
Immediately afterwards, the gunmen were stabbed with flying knives one after another.
A bouncy ball hit the container and rolled into the feet of another desperate soldier watching the show.
There was a bang and an explosion.
The desperate soldiers were blown away.
Matt took the opportunity to kick his opponent's thigh, and pulled hard to free his sleeves from their restraints.
After landing, he sprinted up and hit his opponent with a knee, which deformed his face.
The desperate soldier retreated continuously, his entire face covered with orange light.
Matt swung his two sticks, aimed at his knees, broke the man's legs, passed by, and hit the back of the neck with the stick, causing the man to kneel to the ground.
He was originally afraid of hitting someone to death, so he didn't use his heavy hand at first. After seeing the terrifying recovery power, Matt increased his strength.
Solving the fight, he turned around.
The night ghost had already dealt with all the gunmen, and pulled out the throwing knife from the neck of an unlucky ghost and put it back into its sheath.
"Why are you here?" Ye Gui saw Matt's embarrassed look and sneered, "Show mercy on these losers and you're asking for death."
Matt said anxiously: "Be careful with those two guys, they are very special."
He no longer cares about Ye Gui killing people.
Ye Gui said angrily: "Don't give me orders!"
He turned around and saw that Matt was ready to fight.
The soldier who was blown away to the point of despair stood up again, his hands and feet flowing out like lava and recovering.
The soldier who had his kneecap shattered also stood up again, raising his head and recovering with a red light.
Ye Gui encountered this kind of thing for the first time, with a hint of shock in his eyes.
The anger on the faces of the two desperate soldiers was visible to the naked eye. They took out a metal syringe from their pockets and plunged it into their necks.
A large area of orange-red light emitted from their bodies, and their temperature rose.
"court death!"
They took action at the same time, killing Matt and Night Ghost.
Enhanced with drugs, the resilience of desperate soldiers becomes even more terrifying.
Matt's newly opened wound in the front was healed in the back.
Night Ghost did the same thing. He held a flying knife in both hands and cut open the hands of the desperate soldiers, and healed them instantly.
Every time it is opened, the temperature of the person's body will rise.
The Extremis soldier punched the Night Ghost mask and hit the container, melting the container to create a hole as big as a fist.
Ye Gui stabbed the opponent's neck with the flying knife in both hands without hesitation, and pulled hard.
His flying knife is finely ground from Tallan Industries' military-grade alloy, so it goes without saying that it's sharp.
Cut off the collarbone like a chop.
A large orange-red light emerged, and Night Ghost realized something was wrong, so he decisively covered his face with his hands and shrank his body.
The Desperate Soldiers exploded, throwing people away.
His back hit the edge of the container hard.
When Matt heard the noise, he smashed the Extremis soldier away with his stick, kicked the man into the flames, and let the explosion blow him away.
Matt, who escaped the explosion, listened to the weak heartbeat, and his expression changed instantly.
"Night Ghost!"
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