Stand User in Marvel Universe

“At the end of the day, Ben has to do it himself. ”

Dior picked up a rifle at random from the ground and waved it twice to try and feel it. Despite some dissatisfaction, he walked in with the gun.

They say that guns without bullets are no different from firecrackers, but for Dior it doesn't matter whether they have bullets or not, because firecrackers work better.

The silver ripples are instantly wrapped around it, and the inferior ‘fire stick' is instantly reinforced to +15. As long as the force is full, the dead man stabs even without a gun.

Natasha was about to be hit by her own recklessness, and a few people quietly circled behind her were preparing to burst into cold guns, but at this point, there was a slightly slower footsteps behind her.

The reactions of these people were not uncomfortable and immediately turned to try to pull the trigger, but a silver glittering 'fire stick’ swept towards them.

The heads of the three men in front of them were like ripe watermelons, smacked to pieces!

Now that Dior had adapted perfectly to such a bloody scene, without even wrinkling his eyebrows, he crossed the bodies of several people and walked over to the back of those frightened and even retreating Hydra soldiers.

“Shoot! He's the only one! ”

At this point, their peers' roar woke them up, and they immediately bit their teeth forward and went mad with a normal falling bullet, seemingly not pulling down all the ammunition.

But their last madness didn't stop them from moving forward for a second, and Death's knocking arrived on time.

Horizontal sweep, vertical split...

It's as simple as that, easier than fighting on the street, tearing everyone in front of Dior apart, paving the way with blood, and dying knocking on the door.

It's broken!

Faced with an indestructible monster, they just feel like an ant, and when that monster walks past them, lift their feet and crush them with ease.

As Dior finally threw out the 'fire stick' on his hand to nail the last person who wanted to escape to the wall, the Rapid Response Task Force left at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters was almost completely wiped out, and the bodies on the ground were almost all over the corridor.

Survival was supposed to be a pleasant thing, but when Nick Fury and Agent Hill came out with Coulson in a frame, they couldn't speak at all for a while.

So many elite soldiers were easily slaughtered by this man, even without even a little blood stain on their clothes.

Nick Fry inevitably felt a little scared when he thought he was still testing each other's true strengths that way, and if he pissed the guy off at the time, it would be like this for all of them.

“Got shot? ”

Just as the atmosphere was strange and somewhat silent, Natasha came over with blood and looked at Coulson's injuries.

“We were attacked by these people when we came in, and Coulson needed to take out the bullet as soon as possible to cover our calves, and I don't want to see him in a wheelchair again.” Agent Hill immediately broke the silence with Natasha.

“If you don't want to push the wheelchair for the rest of your life, stop talking and get me to therapy.” Coulson was in a good mood, too.

“I can make you a fully intelligent wheelchair, and you can go on vacation with it later.” Hill laughed himself out in the back.

Coulson was helpless and very sorry to meet these bastards. He knew he had just gone home with them. He was still in the mood to joke. I didn't know he was bleeding to death.

And that's when Dior walked in, and he looked at Nick Fury, who was so wretched, and he said, "Remember, give me an explanation. ”

“I'm still alive, so the Hydra is dead. ”

“I hope you didn't hit yourself in the face the next time you saw each other, no, it's best not to see each other again, because every time I see you, nothing good happens. ”

“Besides, my Guests are probably in a hurry, so I'll take a walk first. ”

Now that Alexander Pierce is dead and the danger inside HQ has been minimized, if the black halibut doesn't take the chance to turn it over, then S.H.I.E.L.D. really doesn't have to exist.

Dior turned around and walked away, unwilling to stay at all, and Nick Fry didn't know what to say, not even a word of thanks.

But he knows he owes this guy a big favor, or the whole S.H.I.E.L.D. owes him a big favor.

But now it's time to settle everything!

Nick Fury's eyes are full of killing!

Leaving Dior without the front door was the right choice, and now there are all police outside the three-curved wing building, and helicopters circling over it.

But it was hard to beat him, first he turned into someone else, then climbed down the building, and as soon as the helicopter noticed him and warned him, he jumped straight into the lake.

By the time the helicopter hovering in the sky found him again, he had arrived on the other shore and mixed into the crowd, and it was impossible to find him at that time.

A few hours later, when Dior changed his clothes and returned to the restaurant, he saw Will as a homeless homeless hobo, a bored woman walking around in her used car, and occasionally whistling a few rogue whistles.

“Hey, buddy, I'm just kidding. Don't do it! ”

When someone patted him on the shoulder from the side, Will immediately jumped, raising his hands and explaining, looking like he had been beaten up for playing hooliganism.

But when he saw who the person was, he immediately changed his face and hugged him. Some complained: "Where have you been? The phone didn't work, so I almost called the police. ”

Although Will was unreliable, every time he met something about him, he seemed like a different person, whether fighting for Dior or being beaten up with him, he never did.

The same is true today, when it is discovered that the restaurant has not opened on time and that it has not been able to reach him, even if it is no longer boring to wait here.

Dior believes what Will says, and if he doesn't show up today, Will could really call the police, even if he wants to run unconsciously when he sees them.

Honestly, it feels good.

So Dior laughed and hugged him and said, "It's closed today. Let's find a place to relax. ”

“Really?” Will's eyes lit up.