Chapter 948: Doll Orchestra

Steve opened his eyes slowly, his head felt a little groggy, as if he couldn't breathe, but his vigilance and fighting instinct over the years allowed her to control himself with willpower.

He found that he was trapped in a transparent bubble, and he could feel the waves of the waves around him, but that was it. The only thing he could move was his neck, and when he raised his head, he couldn't even see the sun on the sea.

God, no one has said that **** is a water prison.

Steve thought this in his heart. He tried to squeeze his fist to break free from the shackles on his wrist. The transparent liquid should be water, but it is like a flexible gel. No matter how he tears or twists it, it will always be Tie him firmly.

This is like magic.

Captain America seemed to have returned to the battlefield of World War II. NAZI's warlock troops also used magic. That was the period when he had the most frequent contact with magic.

But those warlocks who use submachine guns prefer fire and lightning, because they represent destruction, and to deal with the tasks of those madmen who are generally magic princes, he is the mage in the attack group.

And water...In his memory, only one person would make water flow like this.

"Namo! Is that you?!"

He yelled in the bubble, but he didn't know how far the sound could travel underwater.

He heard a faint bang around him, and turned his head to see that it was Paige.

She was trapped in the same bubble, right next to him, and she was jumping up and down vigorously, making a sound to attract Steve's attention.

Then she yelled loudly, but he didn't hear it very well, as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

So Peggy quickly slowed down and let Steve see his mouth.

"This is the sea floor..."

Steve uttered that paragraph in a lip-synching manner, and then he smiled: "Thank you for your notice. I will notify the press department."

I was just locked up and didn't go blind. Of course I knew that this was the seabed.

Paige rolled her eyes, and Steve was really unreliable sometimes, not as flexible as Bucky.

Had he not thought about how the water pressure on the bottom of the sea made the two of them not pressed into pie in the bubbles? No matter who caught them, this ability is absolutely unprecedented.

But both of them are alive, so the other party should have the next plan, she must at least figure out who the other party is and whether it is human.

Then it's best to escape, and even if it doesn't help, you can contact SSR.

Although it is said that he has been discharged from the army, the agent can hide for a while and cannot hide for a lifetime. How can anyone get out of the mud puddle cleanly?

At this time they saw a humanoid creature swimming not far away. It was a sturdy giant, about three meters tall.

He is also very strangely dressed. He wears a pair of green pants and a shark head on his head like a hood. His blue face emerges from the big open mouth of the shark, like a person wearing a motorcycle helmet.

Peggy closed her eyes, she was going to pretend to be unconscious and listen to the other party's intentions.

Steve always felt familiar when he saw this dress. He shouted in the loudest voice: "Hey! Shark head! This way!"

I don't know if it's because of that weird person's sensitive hearing or he rushed to them himself, at this time he really focused on Steve.

He swims closer, presses his hand on Steve's bubble, and vibrates to transmit the sound.

The strange man’s English is very substandard, but at least he can understand: "...you, you, prisoners, king."

"Who is your king?!" Steve found that things were unfolding in a direction he didn't expect, and he hoped that the sea, like the land, belonged to the state of separate countries.

However, the Sharkman didn't mean to explain at all. He glanced at Peggy again with his blind eyes, then turned and left, completely disregarding Steve's willingness to communicate.

"Damn it!"

Steve expelled rough air from his nostrils, and the air in the bubbles smelled of sea water.

Peggy opened her eyes and lipped at him: "Is it from Namor?"

"..." Steve just frowned, not sure: "I don't know, maybe it's from U Demon. You know, after Germany was defeated, he disappeared with many U boats."

Peggy looked at his performance and knew in his heart, although Steve did not know how the opponent's power belonged, but these were really the subordinates of Sea King Namor.

Steve didn't want to admit that he was still holding the last hope.

Although Namor has always been unable to get along with the members of the invasion team, he killed NAZI with everyone, purely just by the way, whether everyone is the same to him.

But Captain America still considers him a teammate.

He really didn't want to meet his old friends in battle, let alone on the bottom of the sea, with Carter.

Now the surrounding situation is too strange, even if you can escape this bubble, where can you go?

He wants to see the other party's envoy with his own eyes. If it is really unfortunate that it is Namor, he would even ask why he did it.

...........................

Miyajima, in the courtyard of the Yamamoto family.

"Things in the grass don't have any smell, it's not human." Logan dropped the cigar, the red spots of light gradually darkened on the snow, and white bone claws grew from his hands.

Logan had lived with wolves for a long time in Canada, and he still prefers to rely on his advanced sense of smell to recognize various creatures.

Natasha turned on the pistol insurance and blocked Logan's door to the bedroom back to back, because more of the grass shook and made a sound.

In the dark night, it was like some monster hiding inside.

"Are you sure? Is there any smell?"

Her focus seemed to be different, and she emphasized this sentence again.

Morgan got angry when he was asked, saying that if there is no, there will be no. Mei Mao is not good at this, not at all obedient like Japanese women.

He replaced the answer with action. He directly exerted force on his legs, and two shaggy thighs emerged from under the yukata, like a toad, toward the nearest bush.

"Swish swish..."

The sound was so dense that it was like a torrential rain washing the leaves, and Luo Gen, who had nowhere to borrow in midair, was hit by a flying needle suddenly shot out of the grass.

It's just the short time of flying into the sky, and the front of the whole person is full, as if he is throwing on the cactus.

But these injuries didn't hurt or itchy to him. He landed in the grass, and with a wave of his bones and claws, he put a weird thing on his fist.

He picked it up, and then carefully observed it under the moonlight.

This is a large doll with the upper body dressed up as a geisha, holding a handful of shamisen and wearing a pink embroidered kimono.

But it does not have a lower body. There are thin crawlers below the waist, which must be used to move.

The jaw of the strange thing that had stopped at this time opened exaggeratedly, revealing a honeycomb-like structure inside, from where the densely packed fine needles just shot out.

"Japanese doll? Is this a gift from you?" Logan threw the doll on the ground and chopped off its head with a bone blade. This thing was made of wood and metal, and a cluster of stubble broke out. Faint Mars.

Natasha didn't mean to relax at all: "I don't know how you can bring gifts when you get married today? Be careful, these things feel very strange."

The pale-faced Japanese doll used its tracks but did not leave any traces on the snow. Before, I deliberately let myself find out that everything was too wrong.

"Haha? Are you still afraid of this thing?" Wolverine showed a pure man's smile, like a beard, wiped off dozens of fine needles in front of him, and the tiny drop of blood that appeared made him red. "This kind of thing is called Senbon in Japan. It is a ninja weapon used to **** acupuncture points, but these toys do not recognize acupoints, so it is not a threat to me."

"Oh? The legendary acupuncture points and tendons, so you will recognize them?" Natasha guarded the door to prevent being hit by the sound.

"I...that was, hehe, cough!" Logan turned his head and rushed towards another bush.

But he didn't need to do it. Various Japanese dolls walked out of the grass everywhere. They had different hair styles, different clothes, and different instruments in their hands.

The jaws of each doll fell off, and the silver light under the moonlight densely blocked all directions around Logan.

And he lost his body control in the next moment, and he slumped in the snow. The front of his body looked like long silver hair.

After launching Qianben, these dolls did not have any more offensive actions. Instead, they began to manipulate various instruments in their hands to play ancient Japanese folk songs.

The only problem is that the shamisen user was broken by Logan before. This song is like a machine lacking gears. Originally, the bleak music in the middle of the night was strange enough, but now the flawed song is more like a ghost. moan.

Fortunately, the people of the Yamamoto family drank a lot tonight. Ichiro even the servants rewarded them with drinks, so there was such a big movement here that no one came out to check, otherwise they would definitely have to be scared.

Natasha rolled her eyes, and she knew it would.

After adjusting her widow's sting a few times, she slammed the two bracelets slightly ~www.NovelMTL.com~ An invisible electromagnetic wave was launched.

And those weird dolls instantly tilted their heads and stopped moving.

"Help me..." Logan who fell in the snow blew the snowflakes and made a difficult noise.

Natasha walked over, looked at the dolls with interest in reality, and then helped Logan up.

She grinned a little disgustingly, and pulled the needles from him one by one.

"Can't recognize acupoints? I don't need to recognize them either."

"Poisonous...needle." Logan's lips were blue and he reminded him tremblingly. He felt that his heart was about to explode now.

Natasha snorted. Things like needles, small blades, and fine steel wires are naturally poisoned. Isn't this common sense?

The female agent of SSR should not be able to do this, but Leviathan’s Red House did not teach all kinds of poisoning methods.

Her body was out of that hell, but the memory is indelible, she can only do her best to ensure that this memory is used for better purposes.

Now that Wolverine looks like this, she is a little grateful that she did not look at the bushes like Logan. These beautifully trimmed pine trees in the Japanese garden are really a hindrance in winter. If you plant deciduous trees, there is no such hidden danger. .......

"No way, I don't have an antidote. Let's fight it hard."

Natasha probably pulled out a few pieces, and now Logan looked like a bald rooster, but he was able to move.

She tried it with EMP just now, and all the dolls were paralyzed, indicating that although the outer shell is made of wood, it still uses electricity inside.

These are robots created by Japanese tradition and modern technology. Her first priority now is to determine who they are coming for.

Is it the uncle? Or yourself?