$133 The "Extremely Smart" Coulson (Fifth Update)
"Bulkeso!"
Rumlow knocked on the door while holding the still-tied Winter Soldier.
Although the Winter Soldier recovered most of his injuries with the support of Rumlow's medicine bottle, he had no intention of resisting.
Still thinking about his past, he has no intention of trying to regain his freedom.
When he arrived outside the blacksmith shop, Rumlow didn't see the garbage that Coulson said needed to be cleaned.
Not even the special agent team that usually stayed on the other side of the road was seen.
With a creak, the door opened, and Rumlow walked in without any fuss.
The door was opened by attorney Matthew Murdoch.
"Ah, Rumlow, I can give you a discount if you need legal aid too."
Matthew's face looked towards Bucky held in Rumlow's hand, hesitantly.
Although he couldn't see it, his keen hearing allowed him to clearly sense the person being carried.
"Are you here? It's good to be here. Maybe Bulcasso won't need to take action."
Rumlow raised his eyebrows and continued:
"Didn't you say you wanted me to clean up? Why didn't you see the garbage?"
"Those corpses were taken away by a team of agents. When they saw that the blacksmith shop was closed, they cleaned up those guys like thieves."
Matthew answered casually.
Recently, in addition to his original keen senses, he was occasionally able to clearly perceive things like breath.
To distinguish between good and evil, he may not need to go through detailed investigation before long.
"Then you must have met Coulson."
Rumlow dropped Bucky to the floor and sat on the chair.
"Are you talking about an agent who was attacked? I've seen it before."
Matthew also sat on the chair and chatted with Rumlow.
"By the way, what is Bulcasso busy with?"
Rumlow asked, looking at the stove that had just been refueled.
"In the bathroom, he said he was going to put Balza's head in the toilet, and you know, he kept his word."
Matthew opened his hand and made a helpless movement.
"It seems fun, but I have something to do here."
Rumlow casually pointed at Bucky Barnes, who was still looking confused on the ground.
"Is it related to those guys outside? Do you need my help?"
Matthew's face turned towards the door, and he heard the movement of about a dozen people approaching.
It sounded like a tactical move.
"Please tell Bulcaisuo that this guy will stay here for a while, and I will take him away soon."
Rumlow picked up the hatchet and headed out.
The positioning device on Bucky Barnes had long been shattered into pieces by Rumlow's Hammer of the Ancestors. Hydra had to use the most basic human search if it wanted to find the Winter Soldier.
It took some trouble for Rumlow to get HYDRA agents to see him and Bucky.
The message should have been passed on to Pierce by now.
"By the way, if you can, I'll trouble you to deal with those guys who want to take away the Winter Soldier. I don't want Bulcaisel to rush to SHIELD."
Rumlow walked toward the back door, turned his back to Matthew, and waved his ax.
"Sure, but this is a private commission, I will charge a fee."
Matthew walked to the weapon rack in the blacksmith shop, casually pulled out a mace and waved it twice.
Then he took out a few chapters of Green Franklin from his wallet and placed them on the weapon rack.
You have to pay to buy something, that's a given.
Rumlow walked out of the room with the handaxe, lowered his head, and rushed out in the direction where the Hydra agents were hiding.
The upper body tilted forward at an obtuse angle, as if a person who had reached his waist could only maintain this position and rushed forward.
Rumlow didn't reach his waist, so he didn't have to move cautiously in small steps to avoid causing further pain.
You should know that people who reach their waist will feel their legs shaking every time they take a step.
Rumlow launched the charge like a bull with its sharp horns raised, and his footsteps left shallow footprints on the ground.
Although he has not yet fully mastered charging, Rumlow has figured out some ways.
The ax clinked in front of his face.
Hydra's agents are not as bad as the shooting skills of the Danzo police. Basically, their guns are aimed at Rumlow's head. It will never happen that after firing a round of bullets, the hit rate is less than 18%.
In the blink of an eye, Rumlow had already rushed into the group of Hydra agents. With a seemingly casual wave, he sent three Hydra agents straight away.
These Hydras shoot directly at him, indicating that Rumlow's identity as a Hydra traitor has been established.
But Rumlow didn't understand why Pierce wouldn't even try to contact him.
"I'll leave the matter of Rumlow to you."
Bulcaisel walked out of the bathroom holding the end of the pendant in his hand.
He just glanced at Bucky who was on the ground in confusion.
After all, the conversation between Rumlow and Matthew took place in the house, so Bulcasso couldn't hear the sound.
When Rumlow appeared not far away, he had already felt the weak Nephalem bloodline.
Since Rumlow and Matthew have already agreed, that's it.
Bulcaisel planned to see how far Rumlow could do it, and by the way, see with his own eyes what level of power Matthew now had.
Just listening to the stories of those ancestors, he could only know the approximate extent.
After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the power difference between flies and mosquitoes just by listening to others' description.
Although they are both within the range of being killed by a casual slap.
Bulkaso stuffed the banknotes on the weapon rack into the plastic bag on the other side, and then walked towards the stove.
If forging starts now, the tool book will probably be completed by the time Rumlow finishes his work.
Although the Balza pendant is very greedy for the sinful souls outside, it did not dare to act rashly after being taught a lesson.
As for the mace in Matthew's hand, Bulkaso did not say anything.
It's just a toy, and Matthew has paid for it. Anyway, Bulkaso doesn't know what price to set, so let it be.
Rumlow ducked to avoid the hysterical swing of the last Hydra agent, and the axe blade in his hand was like a sharp knife and stabbed directly into the agent's side ribs.
It's just that the thick axe blade broke the agent's ribs and shattered his heart.
It's not much different from a stab.
It's death anyway.
Rumlow can easily ignore the damage of ordinary people under the protection of the ancient wrist guard, but there are few barbarians who directly resist attacks that they can obviously avoid.
After all, the strong men of this group are all masters of combat, and being hit by weak ones basically means that their martial arts are too poor.
It is instinctive to avoid attacks in close combat, but this instinct will be replaced by another instinct when seeing the red light.
Now Rumlow is going to find Coulson. It won't take long for the Hydra people to clean up these garbage.
Coulson is now in the safe house holding a dagger and trying to remove the bullet left in his leg. From the fine layer of sweat on his smart "extreme" forehead, it can be seen that this is not easy at all.