The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 124 Capturing Killian

"Inhale~ Don't worry, this gas is harmless to normal people. It will only make you fall asleep and have a good dream." Puba smelled the mint scent in the air with intoxication.

"Thanks, but no," Steve declined.

"We still need to catch Killian. We can't let him get away."

"Leave it to me." Thor said, swung his hammer and flew into the sky.

"I'll go and take a look too." The Four-Handed Overlord lowered his body slightly, then leaped out of the parking lot.

"Guys." Hawkeye's tired voice came from the communicator.

"I hope you haven't forgotten me."

"Oh Patton." Steve was startled, obviously having forgotten about his own shooter.

But he immediately pretended nothing had happened and said, "Of course not. We just finished dealing with the current situation and were about to look for you."

"Thank you, but it's not necessary. I'm behind you now." Hawkeye said unhappily. Obviously he heard something wrong in Steve's tone.

Everyone turned around and found Hawkeye standing behind them in a dishevel. He was covered in dust and had some burns on his body, especially his left arm, where almost his entire arm was burned.

"How come you're injured so badly?" Captain America quickly stepped forward, held Hawkeye's right hand, and supported him.

"That thing burned through my bow and arrows and broke free. I had little control over her. In the end, I had to kill her with an explosive arrow, but she splashed me with blood before she died."

Hawkeye leaned on Steve. Despite having extensive wounds on his body, he did not faint but walked over on his own. He can be said to be a tough guy.

"I will definitely dress warmly next time." Hawkeye said, looking at his bare arms.

"Stop talking, I'll take you to see a doctor right now." Steve supported Hawkeye and asked him to say less and save some energy.

"The doctor is here for rounds!" Puba quickly ran to Hawkeye.

"Let me see, tsk tsk tsk, it's a miracle you didn't faint."

"Talk less." Hawkeye rolled his eyes at Puba.

"I'm in so much pain now that I want to curse."

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, it's not advisable to cause trouble in the hospital." Pu Ba checked Hawkeye's injuries.

"Okay, I know how to treat him. Hold him up, Captain."

Puba straightened up, and the gas tank in his abdomen showed the fusion process of several gases. While fusing, Puba also shook his butt.

"Twist it, shake it, and sway it."

"Okay." After saying that, Puba stretched out his right hand, aimed the jet hole on his wrist at Hawkeye's wound, and a stream of blue gas sprayed out.

The spraying area is not large, in order to prevent the mist from spraying to other places. As Puba moves his hand, it slowly sprays onto all the wounds.

Hawkeye felt that the wound sprayed with the mist first felt a cool sensation, and then the pain gradually decreased until it disappeared. The most amazing thing was that after these gases were sprayed on the body, they condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end it looked almost like a plaster.

"There is no bandage here, so I added a little coagulant so that the medicine itself can act as a bandage. Of course, I also added some anesthetic. You should not feel the pain now." Puba explained.

"Thank you, I feel much better." Hawkeye broke free from Steve's support and moved his body. Although he was a little slower, he did not feel any pain anymore.

"Don't worry about the scars, they are included in this service." Puba said with a smile.

"After three hours, I promise you'll look as good as new."

"I'm very interested in that scar removal medicine." Natasha's voice suddenly sounded from the channel. If it was really that magical, maybe she could pick up her lost bikini.

"Can you give me some?"

"Of course." Puba agreed.

"We're back, guys." The voice arrived before the people did. Thor's voice could probably be heard from several blocks away.

With a "bang!" Thor landed in front of everyone, holding the hammer in his right hand and Killian in his left. Killian's clothes were gone again, and Thor could only grab his hair. Killian's hands were burning red, and he grabbed Thor's left hand with both hands, trying desperately to break free.

But unfortunately, his strength and heat were almost nothing in Thor's eyes.

"I'm late again." The Four-Handed Overlord also jumped back at this time. In fact, before he arrived, Thor had already caught Killian and didn't need his help at all. He was also helpless. Even if he jumped high, he couldn't compare with Thor who could fly.

"Let me go!" Killian struggled desperately, but his movements were too big, which annoyed Thor, so he swung the hammer and hit him in the face.

Killian suddenly fainted, his head drooped limply, and even a few teeth fell out of his mouth.

"Mission accomplished." Thor said with a smile.

"Okay." Steve nodded.

"We should go back."

The Xingcha transport plane slowly descended, carrying the triumphant people.

However, none of them noticed that the parking lot cameras were recording their actions.

In a secret bunker in faraway Sokovia, Ultron saw everything that had just happened through the camera.

Ultron sat on the machine tool, supporting his head with one hand. Killian had really disappointed him so much that he couldn't even last a day.

Fortunately, it has a backup plan. As expected, humans are not a species worth trusting.

"It's a pity that we can't see such beautiful fireworks." Ultron sighed, and then continued to dive into the Internet to find what it needed.

On the other hand, at the Avengers Building, after bringing Killian back, everyone locked him up in the interrogation room.

"I thought I'd never need this room," Tony said.

Outside the interrogation room, a group of Avengers and members of the Tiangong were standing on the other side of the one-way mirror, waiting for the tied-up Killian to wake up.

"I think if we punch him, he'll wake up," Thor suggested.

"Good idea," Tony agreed.

"Who's going to go then? I don't want to get splashed with lava."

"I'm listening." Hawkeye, whose body was covered in battle wounds, rolled his eyes at Tony.

"Don't worry, I have already eliminated his desperate virus when I came back." Puba said.

"He's just an ordinary person now."

"OK! Then let me go." Hawkeye moved his shoulders.

"Doesn't an interrogation require a good cop and a bad cop? I feel like I'm particularly suited to being the good cop."

Obviously, Hawkeye just wanted to vent his anger over his injuries.

"I'll go." Steve stopped Hawkeye. "Barton, your injury hasn't healed yet. You need to rest."

"I'm okay, and I'm not saying this to blame Steve, but your white face is okay, but your red face is not suitable. You need a partner." Hawkeye still wanted to fight for it.

"I think I am the most suitable one to be the red-faced one here." The Four-Handed Overlord raised his two right hands.

“But unfortunately I can’t squeeze in.”

The Four-Handed Overlord was not joking. Even in the observation room, he could only stick his head out of the door and look inside. He couldn't squeeze in at all.

"Let me go." Diamond God of War interrupted.

"I think a non-human creature is the best way to be a scare character."

(End of this chapter)