Chapter 2013: Helping Others in Times of Need, Killing Monsters

Luke stepped forward, lifted the alloy door, and took out the grumpy little raccoon.

Although Rocket was severely injured, he still said with great strength: "Damn it, you black bat, let Uncle Rocket down quickly, or I will kill you... Oh ↘↗↘"

The scolding stopped, and the comfort coming from his body made him let out a gentle "whisper".

Luke's left hand holding it glowed with a faint white light, but he was using the light of life to restore its loss.

Without Uncle Rocket's nagging, Luke dodged, and with one kick, he pulled Rhodes out from under the rubble with his armor down, and caught him in his hand: "I'll take them out, Dr. Banner, you can let go."

With that said, the man disappeared into the passage from which he came.

Dr. Banner was stunned for several seconds before he felt the heavy pressure on his shoulders: "Asshole, get out of here."

He raised his intact left arm and smashed a large piece of the building debris he was carrying with one slap.

The unsupported wreckage crashed down, burying him.

But within seconds, Dr. Banner blasted a hole through the wreckage and re-emerged.

The embarrassing situation just now was purely caused by Rhodes and Rocket.

If we don't want to save them both, let alone collapse some of the base's remains, even if the earth's crust collapses hundreds of meters, the Doctor's Hulk body will be fine.

Dr. Banner, who was out of trouble at this moment, was in a good mood and couldn't help but feel good about the knight who helped him.

Although he is talkative and unfriendly, he cannot resist the key to efficient action and is not sloppy at all.

With this thought in mind, he chased in the direction the knight had just left.

The passage collapsed again? After a few slaps, it started again.

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Clint reached for the quiver behind his back and his expression changed: "Be careful, I have no arrows."

Saying this, he clasped the long bow in his hand at the charging four-armed monster, then changed his hand to draw the bow and swung it past him.

The free right hand pulled out the long sword on the right shoulder, the left hand released the long bow, and the long sword in the right hand drew out the arc,

The knife hit the neck of the four-armed monster who turned around and fought back.

The four-armed monster's head flew up, but its body knocked him to the ground and rolled several times.

Whoosh! DuangDuangDuang!

A red, blue, and white round shield flew towards him, hitting the back of a four-armed monster that continued to rush towards Clint. It then deflected and blew the head of the four-armed monster further ahead. It bounced off the wall of the passage and was just in time to be hit. Steve caught it and slapped the four-armed monster in the face with his backhand.

Steve gasped, "How are you doing?"

Clint kicked away the corpse of the four-armed monster that was pressing on him: "No problem, the laborer's knife is as fast."

Steve: “Do you need me to remind you about the language?”

Clint knelt on the ground and said, "You can't get over this."

Although the two were chatting, they also took the opportunity to rest.

After the attack, Clint was lucky enough not to be suppressed. Unfortunately, he was discovered early by a group of four-armed monsters and chased him all the way.

While fighting, he retreated a distance and bumped into Steve, who had just crawled out from under the rubble.

Then... the two of them were hunted together.

Even if Steve is a super shield warrior and Clint is a top long-range shooter, they can't resist the endless power of the four-armed monster.

The two of them cooperated at a distance and killed hundreds of four-armed monsters in a few minutes, but they were still forced to fight and retreat.

Fortunately for Clint, he didn't have any injuries before. Archery didn't take much physical strength, but now he can still hold it for a while if he switches to a sword.

However, Steve was slightly injured internally during the collapse. It took a lot of energy to get out of the rubble. He didn't even have time to take a breath, and he fought fiercely all the way here.

Even though he is an iron man, he feels a little overwhelmed.

After saying a few words and taking a breath, there was a series of creaking sounds not far away, mixed with the unique roar of the four-armed monster.

Steve took a deep breath and stood up with some difficulty: "Let's go up. We can't let them kill us here."

This narrow terrain is too oppressive, and the four-armed monsters can squeeze them to death, so they can only retreat continuously.

If only Dr. Banner were here! This idea came to the two of them involuntarily.

When it comes to running around without loss, Dr. Banner is the master.

Anyway, these miscellaneous soldiers can't break the doctor's defense. They just need to take a step forward and hit him. They can't block him even if they want to.

In the space of two sentences, the sound of clattering footsteps in the passage where the two came from was heard, and then the four-armed monsters came out as expected.

Clint slowly raised his knife, and Steve raised his shield, preparing for another round of hard fighting.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and smoke and dust burst from the passage wall not far in front of the two people, and a large hole appeared.

A familiar voice sounded inside: "Wow, big guy, this is not how you use your strength, right? What will you do when you run out of energy to fight monsters? All I have left is a small self-defense pistol."

"You'd better pray that Rhodes won't point you in the wrong direction again. I don't want to go into the bathroom to look for his spare armor again." The black figure at the head said.

In the smoke and dust, two figures, one big and one small, walked out of the hole.

Clint whispered: "Rocket? Rhodes? Uh... Knight?"

The three of them turned to look at him on the left.

But Steve called out: "Enemy, right." As he said that, he was about to throw his shield.

The three of them were just standing between them and the four-armed monster, and they would be jumped by the four-armed monster in two seconds at most.

However, how could Luke, who was best at fighting in narrow terrain, be attacked by a four-armed monster?

Regardless of shock waves or keen sense of smell, those four-armed monsters are as smelly as dung beetles and cannot be hidden at all.

"I'll deal with them, Rod, you go first." He spoke slowly, grabbing and throwing them casually with both hands.

Rhodes and Rocket felt themselves floating up, and landed quickly and smoothly next to Steve and Clint.

The three people and the bear looked at each other, but the defenseless Rhodes was the most frustrated.

Now he has no spare armor, not even a small pistol.

If he doesn't find something, he won't even be qualified to fight in this battle: "What should I do?"

Steve remained silent for a moment, and did not put down the shield in his hand, ready to throw it out to support Luke at any time.

As a result, with the sound of cracking bones and the sound of heavy punches, the four-armed monster lay down in front of Luke just like a supporting character in a movie.

Unlike the movie, none of the four-armed monsters struggled after lying down.

Except for the remaining nerve reflexes in their bodies, which caused them to twitch slightly, the four-armed monsters made no other movement.

The swings of Luke's fists, feet, elbows and knees were not rapid, and matched with the attacks of the four-armed monsters, it was like a rhythmic dance.

Every four-armed monster that pounced on it so lightly and easily, "closed" its neck and head to its hands and feet, killing them all instantly with one blow.

Rocket, who plays with violent firearms, can't understand it at all.

Rhodes, an ordinary fighting expert, can probably understand a few things.

Clint is a fighting expert, and Steve is a fighting master.

The two of them just looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief: No wonder this man dared to claim that he was the successor of Batman. His master-level hand-to-hand combat alone was a bit of a joke.