I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 118 Disguise
Night falls.

Bucky lay on the table, silent.

Edith on the side showed a weird smile, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a chilling light flashed in her eyes.

She slowly stretched out her hand and gently brushed aside her long hair at the back of her head with her fingertips, revealing a thin chain.

Her fingers deftly grasped the chain head and pulled it gently. The zipper made a slight sound, and as the zipper gradually slid down, the skin on Edith's body slowly fell off like an old piece of clothing.

After the skin fell off, a shocking truth was revealed - a werewolf with green eyes, exuding a wild and dangerous aura.

Edith's eyes flashed green, like two deep gems, and her sharp teeth reflected a cold light in the dim light, as if ready to tear everything apart at any time.

"Ha, a fresh human. I haven't seen one in a long time. Let me taste it."

The next second, Bucky, who should have fainted, stood up suddenly, raised his pistol to its head, and pulled the trigger without mercy.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the bullet hit the wolf's forehead accurately. The powerful impact force instantly made the wolf raise its head suddenly.

Bucky's heart sank; this ferocious-looking wolf did not fall to the ground as he wished.

The wolf's head paused in the air for a moment, then it slowly lowered its head, with an even more ferocious light flashing in its eyes.

The bullet only left a red mark on the wolf's head, as if it was just a light scratch.

The wolf growled, his voice low and threatening: "Human, have you known my identity for a long time?"

"Do not."

Bucky clenched his gun tightly and stared coldly at the wolf in front of him: "The drug you gave me was too low quality. It couldn't make me fall asleep at all."

In fact, it was his vigilance that saved him. After taking just a sip of water, he realized the problem and pretended to sleep.

However, no one expected that the truth would be so shocking: such a charming woman was actually a vicious wolf in disguise.

What about those people he had seen during the day? Were they also disguised as wolves? There were too many enemies.

"No, that's impossible. It hasn't failed in such a long time!"

The wolf bared his teeth at Buggy and said, "Forget it. Since you want to experience the pain of having your skin torn off while you are awake, I will grant your wish!"

In the blink of an eye, the monster flashed and pounced towards Buggy as fast as lightning.

It was moving so fast that it seemed as if the air was being torn apart.

However, no matter how fast it is, it cannot be faster than the speed of a bullet.

Faced with this sudden threat, Bucky's hand was unusually steady and he pulled the trigger decisively.

The sound of gunfire rang out again in the silent night sky, and several bullets whizzed out and headed straight for the monster.

Bang bang bang!
The wolf's body suddenly stopped, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand. Bullets kept hitting its flesh, leaving red marks, and its body couldn't help but tremble.

It slowly retreated, the ferocity in its eyes growing stronger, mixed with a hint of pain and rage.

A hint of coldness appeared on Bucky's face, and he emptied the magazine directly, and the pistol became useless in his hand.

Without hesitation, he threw away his pistol, took two quick steps forward, and like a tiger pouncing on its prey, he swung his cold metal fist with all his might. His fist cut through the air, with a low whistling sound, and hit the wolf's chest directly, making a dull sound, like a heavy hammer hitting a thick wooden board.

The wolf's body shook violently. The severe pain in its chest made its face turn pale instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Its eyes changed from fierce to terrified, and its body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground with a dull sound.

Buggy took a deep breath and did not continue chasing. Who knew how many guys like it there were here? It would be better to retreat first.

He walked to the window, lifted the curtain and looked out, only to see many figures appear in the yard outside, all of whom seemed to be attracted by the gunshots just now.

Bucky's heart suddenly tightened as he realized that a silent retreat was no longer possible.

He quickly adjusted his strategy and without hesitation, rushed towards the wolf that was trying to struggle to its feet as fast as the wind.

There was a flash of fear in the wolf's eyes, and before its limbs could stand firmly, Bucky had already pounced on it like a tiger, raised his metal fist high, and smashed it hard into the wolf's body with unparalleled power.

A punch that was strong enough to shatter a solid wall landed heavily on the wolf, making a dull thud.

The wolf's body trembled violently, and its ferocious face instantly twisted into an expression of pain. Its eyes were filled with despair and fear, and a low howl came out of its mouth, as if silently begging for forgiveness.

Bucky raised his fist again and said coldly: "I ask, you answer, otherwise, die!"

A trace of fear flashed across the wolf's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a fierce light. He gritted his teeth and said, "Dream on! You're dead, human!"

As a heavy knock on the door sounded, Bucky frowned and slammed his fist down, leaving a pool of blood on the clean floor.

He took a deep breath and scanned the room, looking for another possible escape route.

In less than ten seconds, Bucky had formulated an escape plan.

He quickly took off the two grenades on his body, stuffed them into the microwave in the kitchen, and turned the switch to start it.

Then he ran up to the second floor as swiftly as a cheetah, rushed into Edith's bedroom, and quickly wrapped himself tightly in a thick quilt.

At this time, the people outside gradually realized that something was wrong, and their inner anxiety surged into their hearts like a tide. They exchanged nervous glances with each other, then decisively broke open the door and tried to find out what was going on.

Just as they rushed into the room, the grenade in the microwave exploded with a deafening sound.

The shock wave of the explosion swept in like a storm, and the entire room was instantly filled with smoke and debris.

The moment the explosion sounded, Bucky wrapped himself tightly in a quilt, and with the impact of the explosion, he broke through the glass window and jumped down from the second floor.

The quilt on his body acted as a good cushion. Bucky fell to the ground, rolled over, and stood up quickly without suffering any serious injuries.

While those people were in panic, Bucky turned around and fled without hesitation.

However, just when he thought he could get away, the scene in front of him made him stop suddenly.

In front of him stood a little girl wearing a bright red hood.

Her eyes were like clear lake water, sparkling with innocence, and there was a sweet smile on her face, but Bucky's heart began to beat violently, as if he had encountered some terrible enemy.

"No, uncle, you can't leave here yet. Stay here and play with me."

(End of this chapter)