$155 The Trouble with Nick Fury (Fifth and Sixth Updates in One, Please Subscribe)

"Where am I?"

A voice came from the blacksmith shop. It was not Bucky Barnes, the Winter Soldier, but Casillas, who had just woken up after being strangled by the Ancient One.

"I remember that I seemed to have just successfully connected to the dark dimension, and then I fainted?"

Casillas was still mumbling.

He seemed to have not yet gotten rid of the excitement of gaining power.

"Damn it, the true face of the liar Ancient One will be revealed soon...

Bulkeso knocked out Casillas who had just woken up.

"I forgot that this guy was still there. Which of you two wants to go to the Holy Mountain? I can just send you there together."

Bulkeso slapped his forehead and remembered that Casillas was still throwing it aside.

"I thought you had some plans, so I ignored him."

Rumlow rolled his eyes.

"By the way, my weapon is broken. What should I do next?"

"Let me think, why don't you stay on the Holy Mountain first, and let Rasuk make you a new one. "

Bulkasso said casually. Forging weapons was not a big deal for him, after all, Rumlow could not control too powerful equipment.

But he still had things to do now.

"I thought you would give me a gift."

Rumlow drank the last sip of beer, then crushed the can and threw it into the trash can.

"I gave you all my medicine bottles, what else do you want."

Bulkasso said.

"I always feel that this medicine bottle is not very safe, who knows if I will be teleported to some extraordinary place."

Rumlow took off the endless chaos potion, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it. Then he recalled the intoxicating aroma of strong liquor when he drank the potion before.

"There are many barbarians who use this, and few complain about it. "Bul-Kathos said unhappily. Now the potion belongs to Rumlow, and he can't drink it whenever he wants.

Although there are other flavors in the medicine bottles he collected, he put them all in the box in the Holy Mountain of Harrogath. After all, the space in the backpack is limited.

Matthew Murdoch rolled his eyes immediately after listening to Bul-Kathos.

Only living barbarians can use potions, and there is nothing for the dead to complain about.

Who has heard Orak say from time to time that he died from the potion and asked others not to use it?

It has been a long time since Leko died in battle, and she basically knows all the interesting stories on the Holy Mountain.

She talked a lot when chatting with Matthew.

"Mr. Bul-Kathos, I'm here to take Bucky away. "

The door of the blacksmith shop sounded brakes. The sound came before the person came in.

Steve was in casual clothes when he entered. His shield was being repaired in SHIELD. He was not in combat and wore regular clothes. The jacket was quite eye-catching.

Steve treated Bul-Kathos normally, but he was a little embarrassed when he saw Rumlow.

"Then hurry up, there is no use keeping him."

Bul-Kathos agreed casually, then put the body of the killer monkey on the iron felt and stuffed a forgotten soul into the monkey's mouth.

"Well, if possible, I want to take the killer monkey away too. Dugan cares about it very much."

Steve looked at the body of the killer monkey and said anxiously.

Of course Dugan didn't care about the dead monkey, but Steve didn't want his former comrade-in-arms to be treated "maliciously".

"Squeak! "

The killer monkey's soul suddenly jumped on Steve's head and stabbed him in the face.

If Bul-Kathos gave the corpse to Steve, it would have no chance to get rid of the devil's control.

Without even the corpse, it could only go to where the dead should go.

This monkey couldn't speak human language, so he could only use actions to show his attitude.

Both sides of Steve's face were swollen, and two big monkey paw prints hung on it.

Rumlow looked at the killer monkey's soul and said "tsk" with disdain.

At that time, the monkey's continuous sniping almost sent him away.

"After this monkey recovers, it will be a gift I plan to give you. If you don't want it, just give it to Matthew. He just needs a helper."

Bul-Kathos didn't say what the killer monkey would remind Matthew when he couldn't see the legendary equipment.

After all, it's not fun to talk about other people's physical defects in front of them.

"I don't want this monkey. Since you want to give me a gift, then give me a weapon. I think Luke's battle blade is pretty good. "

Rumlow looked at the killer monkey pulling Steve's hair with disgust.

Bulkasso didn't say anything. At this time, Rumlow felt that the killer monkey was useless. He would feel uncomfortable when he picked up money all over the ground.

The secret realms of the barbarians are roughly divided into three categories, the secret realm of each ancestor, the secret realm controlled by Bulkasso as the next immortal king, and the secret realm organized by the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.

The first kind is called the inheritance secret realm.

The secret realms of those ancestors will only be reproduced according to the experiences of these ancestors, just like the secret realm of Maddock will only have equipment that Maddock has seen personally.

Bulkasso also has such a secret realm.

The second kind is called the Great Secret Realm.

The Great Secret Realm is not much different from the inheritance secret realm, but it is more difficult. There will be a special lord at the end of each secret realm.

The authority to open this secret realm is currently controlled by Bulkasso.

The third type is the small secret realm that the barbarians would go to when they have nothing to do.

After getting the certificate after passing the level, you can open the portal to the big secret realm here at Bul-Kathos.

But in the secret realm of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, gold coins and equipment may appear.

And pets that can be used in battle are always treasures.

Bul-Kathos suddenly remembered the ten pounds of meat that turned into ten pounds of meat paste. At this moment, he wondered if the little devil was eaten by his hound.

But his hound also turned into ashes under the attack of death.

"It's up to you. At worst, you can let it go to the Holy Mountain."

Bul-Kathos was too lazy to explain. Few barbarians could listen to his advice.

It's just a battle blade, nothing precious.

Bul-Kathos pulled the soul of the killer monkey back from Steve's head.

On the other side, Nick Fury was driving his car with an excellent air-conditioning system towards the base of the Howling Commandos.

But he encountered a little trouble...

Because one of his arms and one of his legs could not be used normally, he accidentally hit and killed a dog without a leash not far from the gas station...

Then for "more important things", he did not wait for the dog owner to try to solve the problem, but chose to leave the scene directly...

According to the information he received before, the werewolf and the mummy were trapped in a Hydra base, and there had been no news for a long time.

And the werewolf and the mummy were fighting a group of Third Reich soldiers wearing World War II uniforms and strict protective equipment.

After the reorganization of the Howling Commandos, their combat purpose was to intimidate the enemy through terrifying images and force the enemy to surrender.

But now they have become the scared party.

They are very familiar with the midnight vampires of the year, and the werewolves feel that familiar breath on these soldiers.

About 300 vampire soldiers, using trenches, modern weapons, and fearless fighting methods, almost forced the werewolves and the mummies into a desperate situation.

The only people who remained in the base were the humanoids with almost no intelligence and the Frankenstein who never went out on field missions.

Dugan was receiving treatment, and the midnight vampire Mina was captured by AIM for research. Now there was probably only a skeleton left.

Killer Monkey was staying with Bul-Kathos, and Blade, the top-level agent, was trying to get rid of Yang Valentine's pursuit.

(The Hulk had not yet appeared, and the young Abomination had not yet been born.)

Now Nick Fury was on his way and was still worried about the serious injury of the amphibian he had seconded. He was thinking about how to explain to the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation and Defense (B.P.R.D.).

The amphibian was transferred to BPRD after the end of World War II, and this time he came here just for secondment.

Nick Fury didn't want to deal with the big monster with a stone right hand at all. Thinking of that guy coming back to seek justice for his "friend", Nick Fury had a headache.

However, he didn't know that at the place where he "hit and run", a big bearded man was holding the poor dog in grief.

The bearded man has made up his mind to teach the driver a lesson.

John Wick, the Night Devil.

Although his name is John, the same as Constantine, the two are really not related by blood.

John Wick has just gotten out of his previous troubles. After killing the whole gangster family that killed his dog, he met another dog.

He thought that was his destiny.

Unexpectedly, he only left for a while to buy some food at the convenience store, and then suffered the pain of losing his beloved dog again.

John Wick walked into the gas station again with the body of his beloved dog. He needed to check the surveillance video just now, and then find the perpetrator to tell the bastard who "hit and run" what it means to love animals!

Without time to deal with the injuries all over his body, John Wick shook his bloody fist and got into his car.

Next, he only needs to do what he is best at, chasing and killing!

This time Nick Fury is really in trouble.

...

Constantine was driving back with Angel. Constantine sat in the passenger seat, and the cigarette in his hand made the whole car full of smoke.

The Saint Vanganza Contract was buried together in Carter Slay's grave, but Constantine took a safety measure.

He put the smell of the contract on himself to facilitate his "deal" with Mephisto's clone next time.

"John, if you don't put out the cigarette, I think you will have to find a way to solve cancer again in less than five years."

Angel wrinkled his nose and said to Constantine unhappily.

Tell the moving vehicle that although the window can be opened, it will increase some risks.

As a police officer, Angel rarely opens the window when driving, and she has no intention of accommodating Constantine.

"Don't you still have an angel feather? That can save my life again."

Constantine got the answer and Angel stepped on the brake, and Constantine's head came into close contact with the windshield.

"Then you're still going to plot against me?"

Angel slapped the steering wheel, a little mad.

Although she wanted to swear, she held back. This was a great victory.

In the conversation with Constantine, Angel had not cursed directly, and had defeated more than 80% of the crowd.

After experiencing a series of events, Angel's temper gradually returned to the time when he dared to threaten Constantine after losing the power of the Holy Light.

"You didn't tell me you still had that feather with you. I thought you used it to make a quill."

Constantine waved the cigarette in his hand and said coquettishly.

"Can I just lose that thing?"

Angel felt that he could hardly control his emotions.

After feeling the feeling of power, she began to reminisce.

This is the emotion of a normal person. After getting something and then losing it, you will feel some regret.

Constantine spread his hands, opened the car door, and flicked the cigarette butt out with his fingers.

A car passed by at high speed on the opposite side, and the cigarette butts splashed sparks on the car glass.

Constantine was prepared to be beaten, but the car didn't even slow down and drove past.

Constantine shrugged and took out a new cigarette.

“People nowadays really don’t pay attention to driving safety at all.”

With a cigarette in his mouth, he casually complained about the car that just passed by.

"He should slow down when encountering unexpected situations. This is the safest driving rule."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a hard kick on his lower back, and he rolled out of the car.

Constantine turned and rolled a few times. When he lay down, he was less than one step away from the opposite lane.

Then another car passed by at high speed, and the strong wind brought out the cigarette from Constantine's mouth. At this moment, Constantine felt that death had passed him by.

"This is another example of wrong driving." Constantine said easily, then picked up the cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth.

His financial situation is not very good, so he cannot waste it.

It was exaggerated enough that the car that had a glass spark smashed into it didn't slow down, but this one who didn't slow down when he saw a person lying on the roadside was simply heartless.

Constantine curled his lips and stood up.

He took out a lighter, lit the cigarette, and walked back.

"Constantine, you bastard! x-on:#￥%￥%..."

Angel couldn't hold it back in the end, so he closed the car door, put the engine in gear and stepped on the accelerator.

Constantine was left standing alone on the road smoking.

Angel was not worried that Constantine would not be able to go back, nor was he worried that Constantine would be angry because of this.

Constantine, who stood out from a large group of people in every sense of the word, would not be angry at this setback.

In other words, he was used to being treated like this.