Chapter 162 Captain America Is Reluctant to Die, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. Team Is About To

Chapter 162 Captain America is desperate, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. team is about to be destroyed

"Sir, Mr. Nick Fury, Director of SHIELD, is here!"

"Well, let me tell you, Tony, that chocolate farm tool will definitely come to you."

"Such a big thing has happened now, which is enough to give this chocolate farm tool a headache."

On the top floor of Stark Tower, Tony Stark, Constantine and Deadpool were sitting on the sofa drinking wine. Just now they were discussing whether to go to Brazil.

What was really unexpected was that within a few minutes, Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., suddenly came over.

After hearing the news of Nick Fury's arrival, Deadpool also spoke quickly, as if to prove the authenticity of his speculation.

"Well, where is Nick Fury now?"

"We are currently on the first floor of the building and seem to be preparing to visit you."

"Really? Then let him come up!"

"Click!"

After a while, the door of the VIP elevator that went directly to the top floor opened, and a figure wearing a black leather jacket walked out of the elevator and hurried over.

Nick Fury still wears his familiar outfit, with his dark chocolate-colored politically protected skin and the eyepatch he wore after losing one eye. He is simply a black captain on a slave ship.

"Tony, Constantine, the current situation is very urgent. We at SHIELD need your help very much, so..."

"Hey, hey, braised egg head, what do you mean?"

"Damn you, Uncle Deadpool, I'm standing here as a big man, and you can't even see me?"

However, before Nick Fury finished his request, Deadpool, who was sitting next to him, became unhappy and suddenly interrupted his words.

"Forehead!"

"Tony, I think you should know about the incident that happened in Brazil not long ago!"

Nick Fury ignored Deadpool's deliberate "finding trouble" and continued to talk about the purpose of his trip, hoping to get help from Tony and Constantine.

"So, that's none of our business!"

"You agents from the government, isn't it what you should do to find a way to solve this kind of thing?"

"As for asking for help from us, don't you think it's hilarious?!"

Constantine had a cigarette in his mouth, still looking like he was greedy for nothing.

Zha Kang likes to make friends, but he doesn't like to make useless friends. Those guys will only drag him down. Later, he will only use others, and no one else can prostitute him for nothing.

Nick Fury and Constantine are usually the same kind of people. They both like to scheme against others and get free prostitution from others.

It's just that compared to Constantine, Nick Fury's skills are still lacking some firepower and cannot compare to Constantine's shamelessness and proficiency.

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Nick Fury, who is far away, is still working hard to help the SHIELD people who have lost contact, but Captain America and others have already completely lost.

"Aha!!"

Captain America stood up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then spoke to the enemy in front of him.

“I can do this all day!!”

Steve stood up again and again, as if he wanted to use his will to prove that evil will eventually fail and justice will eventually defeat evil.

It's just that the reality is not what the comics and TV series depict. Finally, Steve's tall body can no longer stand up under the attack of the frost dagger in Luke Valentine's hand.

The invincible symbol of the beautiful nation's spirit, Captain America, the big-head soldier of World War II, fell down.

Steve tried hard to sense the fiery energy in his body, hoping to rely on this power to stand up again and fight the enemy in front of him.

It's just a pity that "55 halo" is just a joke. It can be used to laugh at it. If it is true, it will die without a burial place.

Captain America is not that powerful. He is just a lucky guy. After receiving the super soldier serum, his combat power has already been fixed there.

Data and reality will tell you whether the world is about idealism or materialism. At least the current Captain America is not an idealistic superman.

He had just gained the power of the elemental hero Scorcher, but he could not successfully resist the coming of death.

When Yang Valentine saw Captain America unable to resist and collapsed to the ground, he immediately walked up to Steve and taunted him, looking very much in need of a beating.

“You can do this all day??”

"Is it okay? Thin dog! How long has it been since it lasted?"

Yang Valentine moved his lip-ringed mouth in front of Captain America and began to mock him.

"Okay, let's send him to the West!"

"By the way, remember to chop off his head. You can do it. I'm afraid it will stain my clothes."

"His head and his body will be moved to the rooftop later and hung on the flag together."

The Millennium Organization needed a man of great influence to carry the flag and let other organizations and countries around the world know that they were back again.

And Captain America Steve Rogers fits this criteria perfectly! !

Luke Valentine threw the silver-white dagger to Yang Valentine, then picked up the white coat he threw on the ground, turned around and walked towards the rooftop.

"OK, OK!!"

Yang Valentine laughed evilly, then raised the gun in his hand and shot Steve once in each limb, completely abolishing his ability to move.

"Shua!!"

"Crash!!"

There was a flash of silver light, Captain America Steve Rogers' head was thrown high, and blood spurted out from his neck.

The legendary hero during World War II and a veteran capable of fighting, Captain America died in the hands of the enemy.

At the moment when Captain America Steve Rogers died physically, his soul turned into an invisible hot fireball and began to burn continuously, eventually forming a red card in the void. of cards.

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In Blanc Palace and other floors, the situation of everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. is actually not much better than that of Captain America.

"Bang bang bang!!"

"hateful!!!"

"Shoot, keep shooting!!"

"They are no longer our companions!!"

Hawkeye Barton held a gun and kept shooting at the monsters in front of him. Not long ago, these monsters were his companions day and night.

"Ahhh!!"

After a scream, another S.H.I.E.L.D. agent was knocked down by the monster in front of him. The monster lay on his neck and bit hard at the blood vessels.

After a while, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent became silent and lost his life.

"Damn it, is there really no other way?"

Hawkeye Barton looked at these monsters with scarlet eyes in front of him, and suddenly thought of his wife and children, and couldn't help but feel despair and reluctance.

"Roar!!"

The monster roared again and rushed towards the remaining three people.