The Marvelous Dragon Balls

"Fire! Fire!!!!"

Brock Rumlow, who had been lying down for the first time, sprang up from the ground. While shouting out orders, he also picked up the high-tech rifle in his hand.

At the next moment, a dark blue energy beam suddenly appeared in the fluttering barrage. If you don’t care about its "short and thin" feature, it would be the same as Insent without changing its body. "Turtle Qigong" is somewhat similar. As for the transformation, because his own qi has become golden yellow, the qigong waves he emits are also golden.

Energy weapons?Where did it come from?Isn’t the universe still in the South Pole?

Yin Shengte showed a slightly surprised expression, after another thought, he immediately understood that the soldiers in front of him, nominally S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, were actually Hydra agents hidden in them. The legacy left by a few "Red Skulls" is quite reasonable. This NAZI leader used the Cosmos Rubik's Cube to create a large number of energy blocks during World War II. It seems that these energy blocks are obviously not all. Was destroyed.

Attack me with energy?Naive mortal...

Because Shengte curled his mouth in disdain, his expression was very arrogant. With the flame protection, he not only ignored the metal warheads that flew towards him, but also did not intend to dodge the energy beam that rushed towards his face. With a quick wave of his arm, he grabbed it with his hand.

The next moment, in Rumlow’s horrified gaze, the energy beam that he had high hopes for disappeared in the palm of Insent’s hand in an instant, and even a splash of water could not be splashed. It felt like It seems to have been absorbed by Yin Shengte.

His feeling was correct, but to be precise, that energy beam was absorbed by the five-star bead on the right hand of Inshengte. The dragon ball in the stone state would absorb all energy bodies without life characteristics. Restore his own wishing function, so for Insant, who is a Dragon Ball, as long as it is a pure energy attack, it is purely giving him food.

Immediately afterwards, before Rumlow awoke from the shock, because Sainte was already in the form of an afterimage, it kept flashing in the huge armory. Depending on the angle of his attack, a corpse or flying towards After getting out of the air, or sliding on the ground, the scene seemed very spectacular for a while.

In Rumlow's view, the Insant at this time can only be described in four words unstoppable. The dense and deadly bullets are like an insignificant backdrop to him. With each of his metal bullets, they can only turn into a flamboyant shiny gold powder. Apart from adding a splendor to him, there is no effect, and whether he makes punches, elbows, or The kicking action requires a person to pay the price of his life for it. Even if he is just a simple collision, no one can afford it. In just one minute, the original stand In the full armory, there were only three living people left.

Brock Rumlow, and his two adjutants.

They can survive by relying on unique weapons in their hands. It is not that they are afraid of their energy rifles because of Saints, but they feel that since their equipment should be up to the next level, they should all be officials, and there is still a little left. Value can be squeezed...

When the energy weapon in his hand did not have any effect, and only two of his men died, Brock Rumlow, who realized that there was absolutely no chance of winning, threw down the weapon and made it. In a gesture of surrendering, one of his adjutants looked inferior to him. When In Sainte stopped moving quickly and slowly walked towards them step by step, he suddenly turned towards him. One shot.

Yin Sheng sneered, and raised his right arm very casually. The palm of his hand was blocked in front of the dark blue light beam. After absorbing the energy contained in it, he slid at the person who shot him, shooting from top to bottom. Slapped.

Just listening to the sound of "Puff!", a bright red flower suddenly blossomed on the floor of the armory. The stamen of the inhuman-shaped mixture of flesh and blood is exactly the uncontrollable adjutant...

"Bang Lang!"

Upon seeing this, the remaining adjutant of Brock Rumlow was so frightened that he threw away the energy rifle in his hand and raised a pair of arms.

Yin Shengte stepped forward and asked, "Which one of you is the head?"

Hearing that, Brock Rumlow's adjutant subconsciously turned his gaze to his chief officer, and because of this insignificant small action, he suddenly lost his life.

Yin Sheng kicked the adjutant away, watched him "poof!" and hit the metal wall with his own flesh and blood, and made an abstract mural...

After a little appreciation of his masterpiece, Insint turned his head and looked at Brock Rumlow: "It seems you are the head, do you have a name?"

"Rumlow, Brock Rumlow."

For decades, Rumlow, who has always considered himself a ruthless person, did not show any hardiness at this moment. After he reported his name very cooperatively, he smiled bitterly and said, "Are you really a human?" We have tried our best to overestimate your strength, but we didn't expect... still far underestimated you."

Brock Rumlow?This name is familiar...

As Sainte didn’t answer Rumlow’s words, he tilted his head and thought for a long time. He really couldn’t remember the character of Hydra. Feeling very upset, he was planning to use the famous crossbones as a The unknown Xiaoluo was put out, and suddenly there were bursts of harsh police sirens.

"Tsk."

Yin Shengte tilted his mouth, knowing that because he had opened a big hole in the outer wall of this building, someone nearby must have called the police. He first took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pointed to Rumlow. : "You are not allowed to make any movements or make any sounds."

Rumlow nodded silently. Although Yin Sheng did not say the consequences of the violation, he could easily imagine it by just looking at the human remains around him...

"Hello? Colson, you can locate the current location of my phone, and then..."

Yin Shengte dialed Phil Coleson's phone and explained the premise in a normal tone. Then, a sudden roar came out of his mouth: "Get out of my mouth now!!!"

On the other side of the phone, Coleson, whose ears were almost deaf, took the phone away with his teeth and mouth, walked a few steps forward, came to a public desk, and patted a beautiful face. White guy: "Fitz, locate the number I'm calling now."