Bring Dragon Ball to Marvel

"Need not. ."

Hearing this, "Brock Rumlow", who was over fifty years old but still looked very strong and showed no sign of his old age, turned around and waved his hand: "It will take a few more seconds to inject her with sedatives. It will be several hours before we can use Veritaserum on her, because Saint Lee has now returned to the country, we must complete the task as soon as possible and then 'dispose' of her to avoid long nights and nightmares."

"I see, sir."

After the young soldier respectfully watched Rumlow walk out of the room, he squatted down, opened Colleen Wing's handcuffs, and was about to drag her to the torture chair, when he saw a small white hand appearing in front of him, holding her hand on his. The sight zooms in rapidly!Immediately afterwards, a fearless sharp pain came from his throat!

"Uh...uh..."

The young soldier covered his bleeding neck with both hands. He couldn't make a sound at all, and his eyes became more and more horrified. Colleen Wen, who was still motionless a second ago, suddenly opened her eyes, lightning He stabbed him with a knife, and then, a bright bloody light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Colleen Wen's pretty face was spattered with blood, and her face looked a little ferocious. She covered the young soldier's chin to block his silent cry for help, and pinched the back of his head with her other hand, exposing the While showing a fierce expression, his arms crossed violently, breaking the young soldier's neck, ending his pain.

"where am I……"

Colleen Wynn put the body in her hands on the floor silently, her eyes slightly confused. Although she had woken up before Rumlow and the young soldier started talking, but with only those few words The content in it was obviously not enough to piece together the whole incident. The only thing she was sure of was that these people all deserved to die!

Especially that bastard named Rumlow!

Colleen Wen gritted her teeth viciously and said silently to herself: "Get rid of me? Don't let me meet you again!"

I need weapons.

With this thought in mind, Colleen Wen found a half-foot-long saber from the corpse at her feet. As for the rifles and pistols carried by the young soldiers, she simply ignored them as she had no marksmanship at all.

After Colleen Wen had a knife in her hand, she felt inexplicably at peace. Although, with the blessing of Qi, her bare hands were already very deadly weapons, but old habits die hard, and she had been using them for nearly ten years. I have long been accustomed to the feeling of a stick in my hand.

At this moment, a dazzling red light suddenly flashed in the corridor outside the door of the torture room, and an alarm sound of "woo hoo woo" came in from the door. Colleen Wen frowned and looked around After looking around the room, I found a camera in one corner.

We cannot stay here and wait for death.

Colleen Wen thought so and rushed out of the door. Just after running two steps in the corridor, she saw a brown-haired white soldier with a rifle in both hands appearing at a corner in the distance. After discovering She immediately pointed the black muzzle at her and put her finger on the trigger.

Too late!

After Colleen Wen estimated the distance between herself and the brown-haired soldier, she suddenly stopped and froze in place. If you look carefully, you will find that her expression was also frozen at this moment, looking very... stiff.

The next moment, the continuous and spaced gunshots of "ta, da, da" resounded throughout the corridor. Judging from the trajectory of the brown-haired soldier's shot, he was aiming at Colleen Wynn's legs and feet. Apparently, he received The order is that you can shoot, but you are not allowed to kill.

However, it didn't actually matter where the brown-haired soldier aimed. The several bullets fired from his gun all penetrated "Colleen Wynn" in front of him without any hindrance. "Puff, puff, puff" It hit the wall behind him. While he showed a puzzled expression, he suddenly found an extra figure beside him. Before he could turn his eyes to see clearly who it was, he felt a pain in his chest. It looked familiar. The standard-issue saber penetrated the body armor and plunged into his heart.

Colleen Wen pushed the dead brown-haired soldier hard and pulled out the blood-stained saber. Her face looked very ugly. With her physical strength, she could only use the "Afterimage Fist" once in the battle. Otherwise, if she had not recovered from her body, If she was forced to use it again after getting a rest, the consequences would be disastrous. And of course she couldn't be happy if the "ultimate move" was given to her so early.

What's worse is that after Colleen Wen continued to move forward, she didn't see a single window and was not familiar with the terrain at all. Before she could touch the edge of the entrance, she was blocked by a large number of soldiers with live ammunition. They were trapped, and fell into a desperate situation with no way forward and pursuers behind them.

Colleen Wen was never a person who gave up easily. Even though she knew she was in danger, she did not lose her fighting spirit. She faced the hail of bullets and rushed towards a room with an open door. The second before she rushed in, , "Ugh!" He cried out in pain, staggered suddenly, and almost fell into the room.

"Bang!" The metal door was slammed hard and locked. Colleen Wen glanced around and found an office. She limped two steps away and then "Bang!" A metal cabinet was pushed down with a sound, blocking the doorway. Then he sat down against the wall and checked his right leg, which was in severe pain.

The sharp tip of a rifle bullet penetrated Colleen Wing's thigh and remained in her body. Fortunately, it seemed to be stuck in the muscle and did not damage the bones.

After hearing a "chick", Colleen Wen tore off a piece of cloth from her clothes, briefly bandaged the wound, and then began to look at the office carefully, trying to find an escape route.

The only feasible way is obviously the vent in the ceiling. However, the louver vents blocking the ventilation duct are made of solid alloy and cannot be easily pried open. However, the soldiers who have already started to smash the door obviously cannot Give Colleen Wing that much time.

At this moment when Colleen Wen felt helpless, a loud "Boom!" suddenly came from outside the door, and the wall she was leaning against also shook violently.

bomb?

These two words first popped into Colleen Wen's mind. Then, she looked at the partially twisted but still intact metal door, and immediately denied the conjecture. Then she heard another sound coming from outside the door. There were continuous "click-click" sounds of gunfire, "crackling" messy collisions, and bursts of exclamations and screams.

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