Shining Marvel Saints

Because the distance is enough, Barton can clearly see every detail of Le Xia's body through the telescope, except for his face covered by the mask.

Because Mo Yi is a manifestation of his own aura, Le Xia can change its shape to a lesser extent, such as extending the helmet part into a mask to cover his face.

This can be regarded as the tradition of superheroes.

Since they all flew over in such a cool way, it would be unreasonable not to make something big. If the scene is big, hiding their identities will naturally save a lot of trouble.

As for Hawkeye, Le Xia wants to ask for advice this time, thank him for his mercy just now.

"There is no mechanical device on the body, and the possibility of exoskeleton armor is ruled out." Patton is still observing while introducing to the other end of the microphone, "This is completely against the common sense of science. His wings seem to grow on his back. The same as above, although I don't want to admit it, but this is very likely to be a birdman."

"Birdman? Francis, are you sure you are not hallucinating?"

In the factory building, the short-haired woman was sitting with the Lankerhoff brothers. After hearing Barton's words, she couldn't help asking.

Seeing this, the Lankerhoff brothers on the opposite side asked curiously, "Miss Rushman, what birdman are you talking about?"

"Oh, I mean...you see for yourself." Just as Rushman was about to explain, a bright fire suddenly lit up outside the window. In the fire, a black 'birdman' was flapping its wings domineeringly.

This factory building is the stronghold of the Russian Mafia, and hundreds of gang members are gathering at this time, and they have all seen the movement made by Le Xia.

Seeing the appearance of 'Birdman', almost everyone felt a sense of crisis. Needless to say, everyone came out of the room holding weapons.

On the stairs, in the windows, gangsters with long and short guns stood everywhere.

As leaders, Vladimir and Anatoly would naturally not step forward to interfere blindly, and their younger brothers would do things for them.

The so-called No. 3 figure in the Russian Mafia, Chechnya shouldered this responsibility.

Standing at the gate of the factory building, Chechen raised his head and shouted, "Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost? What do you want to come here in the middle of the night?"

Le Xia lowered his head, condescending, and he clearly saw everyone's expressions and movements.

These gang members with guns in their hands had firm eyes, and they were not afraid of seeing a strange thing different from their previous cognition.

Their eyes flickered with excitement, as long as Chechen gave an order, their bullets would shoot Le Xia in the air without hesitation.

They're a gang of filthy gangsters.

They are a group of thugs who care about human life.

After a moment of silence, Le Xia spoke in a deep voice. Because of the mask, his voice was completely distorted, far from the original voice, so don't worry about being exposed.

"I'm Benu Huihuo, and I'm here to lead the sinful souls to the underworld. And you..."

After a pause, Le Xia accentuated his tone.

"Are you ready to go to the underworld? Sinners!"

Hearing these lines in the second grade, the people below were immediately blown away, some were disdainful, some were crazy, some were cursing, probably the meanings were pretty much the same.

I don't know where the idiot jumped out, I have so many guns, no one bullet is enough to send you to heaven. If you like the underworld then, you can go there by yourself.

Chechen sneered, although he didn't know what happened to the armor and fire of the man in the air, but he had confidence in his armed forces.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the younger brothers stopped talking, and everyone pointed their guns at Le Xia who was in the air.

"Stupid! Trying to pretend, you have come to the wrong place. This is New York, not the country where you show off mysteries. Go to the underworld and regret your stupidity. Fire!"

In just a split second, hundreds of weapons fired at the same time, the sound of gunfire shook the sky, and countless bullets formed a dense barrage that instantly drowned Le Xia.

Barton behind the binoculars sighed, "If you want to punish the evil, you must pay attention to the method and do what you can. If you rush over so carelessly, and are easily set on fire, it's hard not to die."

Jimmy's voice came from the earphones, "Yeah, I didn't expect the Lankerhoff brothers to have so much firepower. Now even if you say that they have no support behind them, I don't believe it." '

"It's a pity." Barton put down the binoculars and looked up at the fireball in the distance. "He is also a person with a sense of justice. It would be great if he can be drawn into the game. Unfortunately, he is going to die here."

"Not necessarily," Lashman said succinctly. As soon as she finished speaking, the barrage over there stopped.

A ball of fire was burning in the air, but there was no intention of falling.

Chechen swallowed a mouthful of saliva with an ugly face, stretched his hand back casually, and his younger brother gave him an RPG rocket launcher.

"I don't believe you are more durable than T-90."

After finishing speaking, Chechen pulled the trigger of the RPG without hesitation, a grenade with flames, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com flew towards the fireball with a groan.

The moment the grenade rushed in front of the fireball, the fireball exploded suddenly, and a black figure jumped out of the flames and rushed down, almost brushing past the grenade.

boom! The grenade exploded in the air, but the black figure had already rushed to the ground.

The members of the gangsters who came back to their senses hurriedly started changing magazines, but Sombra didn't give them a chance at all.

He was like a black whirlwind, passing back and forth among the crowd. Wherever he passed, the gang members seemed to be hit by a car, turning into gourds one after another, and the sound of bones breaking came from their chests , The blood instantly dyed the whole body red.

After Le Xia tormented on the Saint Cloth Box for an hour, his strength surged again. Coupled with the blessing of Mo Yi, now he punches out with a strength of more than 500 kilograms.

Such a heavy fist, wearing black gloves and hard gloves, can punch a hole in the concrete wall, let alone a mere human sternum.

Chechen fell against the bazooka, his eyes were full of disbelief, more than a hundred guns couldn't kill him, could this guy be a ghost?

Blowing past the crowd like a cloud, Le Xia flapped his wings and hovered outside the window on the third floor.

At this time, his body was covered with blood, including gangsters' blood and his own blood.

The defensive power of the ink clothes is not as good as the real holy clothes, and it is transformed by the energy of nature. Although it can defend against certain bullet attacks, if the attacks are too intensive, there is no way to completely repair the broken parts in time.

So it is inevitable that there will be some abrasions on his body, but most of them are skin trauma.

The light inside the window was bright, and there were three people standing by the window, two men and one woman, they were the Lankerhoff brothers and Lashman.

Seeing that woman, Le Xia's eyes flashed.