218 Reappearance of the Hand Association (3,000 words)
"How have you been lately?"
Rumlow sat on the seat in Steve's training hall and looked at Steve who was hitting the sandbag and said casually.
Matthew is busy with work at the law firm these days, and Luke and Jessica go on dates here and there.
He was the only one with nothing to do but train.
"It's not bad. I went to spend an afternoon with Peggy yesterday."
Steve exploded the sandbag with a powerful uppercut, then moved a chair over and sat across from Rumlow.
"To be honest, I don't think Nick Fury would destroy the purple man's body."
Rumlow took out a beer from the pocket at hand, and then placed the fried chicken wrapped in a paper bag on the small round table in front of him.
"If he dares to use it, I will beat him myself."
Steve took the bandage off his hand and wiped it with a towel.
Steve also knew what Nick Fury would do.
"What's the use of beating him? That guy is as stubborn as Rorschach. I don't understand why he is stubborn."
Rumlow talked about Rorschach, which made Steve a little concerned.
The name Rorschach kept popping up when he was chatting with Rumlow lately.
Steve almost understood that Rorschach was an unimaginably stubborn guy for justice, and he also probably knew that Rorschach's talent was recognized by Bulkeso.
It's just that these days, he hasn't had the chance to go to Harrogas to take a look.
"Actually, there is something Nick Fury said that really matters to me. If Bulcasso loses control, who can stop him?"
Steve picked up a can of beer and poured it into his mouth.
"Not even the Seven Demon Kings can shake Bulcasso's will. I don't think anyone in this world can make Bulcasso lose control."
Rumlow grabbed a piece of fried chicken and ate it.
Originally, he stayed away from this kind of fried food. After all, he had to maintain his fighting power.
The body of an ordinary person cannot completely absorb all the energy in food.
"But you seem to be a little taller. Have you been eating well recently?"
Steve said casually.
"After learning how to return and teleport, I finally don't have to eat brown bread every day. Of course, I will gain some fat."
Rumlow said with some complaints.
Although he didn't have much requirements for food, he was still a little uncomfortable under the shadow of the horrible black bread.
"Captain, to be honest, the Winter Soldier is not dead, is he?"
Rumlow stuffed the fried chicken into his mouth and said with a smile.
Hearing this question, Steve hesitated.
"Yes, SHIELD has a way to resurrect people."
Steve still said it. After all, Bucky finally appeared in everyone's field of vision. It was a bit unnecessary to hide it at this time.
"Then when does he plan to go find that playboy?"
Rumlow took another piece of fried chicken and chewed it slowly.
"what's your plan?"
Although Steve didn't care about telling the news about the resurrection, Rumlow had no reason to ask about Bucky's whereabouts.
"I don't have any plans. I just heard from Bulcaisel that Tony Stark might get an opportunity that ordinary people would envy. I plan to go and see him. By the way, I'll see when the playboy who smashed my face with a check saw the resurrection of the dead.
expression."
Rumlow still remembers the feeling of being hit in the face with a check book by Tony, which made him feel somewhat unhappy.
I think of him, Rumlow. As a combat agent, he had never been slapped in the face with money. Instead, he had his first experience after becoming a barbarian.
This inevitably left a deep impression on him.
"Savages still need scientists? Or do you need financial assistance?"
Steve was a little confused about the situation.
"Not a chance to become a barbarian, just a chance to become a mage."
Rumlow said casually, this is not a big secret.
Rumlow looked up and glanced at the narrow skylight on the side, and an iron man flew over.
Even if it was only for a short moment, Rumlow still saw the specific situation clearly.
"What new technology has SHIELD developed?"
Rumlow said casually.
"What?"
"A flying iron man just flew over."
Steve was a little confused.
…
Luke and Jessica were walking down the street, and they both looked very happy.
"Let's go that way, it's faster that way."
Jessica smiled playfully and pointed to an alley in front of her. No one usually walked in that place because there were always screams coming from there.
"OK."
Luke smiled naively and walked in with Jessica.
As soon as they reached the middle of the alley, about thirty ninjas appeared in front and behind the alley, blocking the road.
"I've only met some gangsters these days. I can beat them all, but it's rare that I meet a good opponent."
Jessica moved her shoulders.
"Wait a minute, I think I've seen these guys before."
Luke walked to the front and looked at the ninja who was only as high as his chest.
"Do you want revenge? Where is that old lady?"
Luke crossed his arms on his chest and spoke condescendingly.
The ninja looked Luke up and down, then waved.
"kill!"
Then, before he could pull out the knife in his hand, Luke pinched the Tianling Gai.
"Do you still have to wait now?"
Jessica whipped the head of the ninja who attacked her with one blow, then shook the blood on her hands and said to Luke.
"It's better to use hard blows. Matthew said these guys seem to be able to resurrect. Only by breaking up their souls can we completely deal with them."
Suddenly a war blade appeared in Luke's hand, and he stabbed the ninja in his hand directly.
"stop!"
Just when Luke was about to kill the remaining ninjas, a righteous roar came out.
"Who?"
Luke turned his head and glanced at the direction from which the sound came.
A young man with blond hair took a fighting stance and shouted loudly.
"careful!"
The young man looked nervous and shouted to Luke.
Luke casually slapped a ninja who was charging towards him to the ground with his sword, then raised his forty-seven feet and shot a headshot.
With a bit of earth-trampling power...
This ninja turned directly into a ball of ashes.
"Who are you?"
Luke turned around. The fighting prowess he had just shown made those ninjas afraid to act rashly.
Jessica hung the ax back on her waist, and then looked at the blond young man as if she remembered something.
"Danny Rand? Heir to the Rand Corporation? Haven't you disappeared?"
Jessica casually talked about the news she knew.
"Oh, that has nothing to do with us."
Luke turned his head away from Danny. He was more concerned about these Hand ninjas than paying attention to this.
"What are you here for?"
Luke put the war blade on his shoulder and said fiercely.
"I saw that you were in danger, so..."
Danny was a little embarrassed, what he encountered was different from what he imagined.
"That's the magic weapon, right?"
One of the remaining ninjas, who seemed to have a higher status, looked at Jessica's waist and said.
"Where are you looking? Behave yourself!"
Luke used his legs to bring justice from heaven, trampling the speaking ninja into ashes.
"It seems like you don't need help, so I'll take my leave now."
Danny folded his hands into fists, then turned and left.
He originally thought that the man and woman were going to be harmed by dangerous elements. After all, the Hand ninjas didn't look like good people.
Now it seems that he is a little self-indulgent.
"The Hand? I plan to wait for a while before looking for you."
Luke picked up a samurai sword on the ground and started a series of slashing attacks.
Although the momentum is good, it is a bit off.
Barbarians have various weapons in their weapon fighting skills, but weapons like the katana are a bit embarrassing.
Slashing is inferior to broadswords and heavy knives, and piercing is inferior to daggers, rapiers, and spears.
The armor-breaking ability is not as good as that of axes and maces.
Perhaps its greatest advantage is its strong applicability, but it is not very practical for barbarians.
What's even more terrible about this thing is that if you want to exert its powerful destructive power, you have to hold it with both hands.
If you have the time, wouldn't it be more convenient to hit it with a giant hammer?
"These are the ninjas you and Matthew were talking about? Didn't Steve say these gangs were under control?"
Jessica ignored Danny and talked to Luke.
After all, there is a time limit for controlling this kind of thing.
Besides, the politicians in New York are still waiting to make money from this black area. How can they keep the gangs depressed?
While the two people were talking, a metal man fell straight in front of Luke, and then flew up again with his feet on fire.
"What was that just now?"
Luke was a little confused.
"A gold and red iron man?"
Jessica said in an uncertain tone.
Then the alley was surrounded by a team of agents dressed in black, led by Coulson.
"hiss!"
Coulson gasped the moment he saw Luke and Jessica. Because of Steve, he recognized Luke and Jessica.
"What are you doing?"
Coulson glanced at the ninjas around him, then pointed his gun directly at the dangerous lunatics with knives.
"Go out on a date."
Luke said with some pride, and Jessica kicked Luke's calf with a little force.
"Then who are these people?"
Before Coulson finished speaking, the ninjas wiped off their own necks with their samurai swords.
Then only the clothes were left on the ground, and the rest turned into fly ash.
The corner of Colson's mouth twitched a little. He always felt that the things he encountered recently were supernatural. He was thinking about when this situation occurred.
"Ninjas from the Hand, I heard they can be resurrected after death."
Luke put the weapon back into his backpack and took Jessica with him to bypass the agents.
His date is not over yet, so there is no time to waste here.
"I thought you would say a few more words to them."
Jessica smiled and talked to Luke.
They are a little arrogant now, perhaps because they have become stronger and swollen.
There was no chance for them to expand on the holy mountain of Harrogas, and something changed after returning to the city.
"Sir?"
An agent shouted to Coulson, wanting to ask Coulson's opinion.
None of the agents looked very pretty.
"Don't forget our mission and continue to track the Iron Man. He flew out of Stark's house. You know what that means."
Coulson dismissed the agents' idea.
Although controlling emotions is a required course for an agent, who is not a human anymore?
As an excellent agent, it is much easier for Coulson to eliminate hidden dangers in advance than to make up for them after the incident.