The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 183 The Gift

"Will you tell me or not?!"

Hawkeye punched Bullseye hard in the stomach, causing the latter to cough in pain.

"Then why the hell did you ask?!"

Bullseye's chest heaved, his eyes filled with a desire to devour his opponent alive!

Hawkeye paused, then turned to look at Banner and Jennifer beside him, asking in confusion, "Didn't you two ask?"

"What did he ask? He called you over as soon as he woke up, and then you punched him the moment you came in," Banner whispered.

Hawkeye then looked at Jennifer, who nodded, indicating that it was indeed true.

"Is that so?"

Hawkeye seemed to be deep in thought, then slapped Bullseye again.

"!?"

Just as Bullseye was about to unleash a torrent of curses, he was punched in the mouth again, this time sending blood and saliva flying everywhere!

"This is for Matt."

Hawkeye's entire demeanor instantly turned cold and stern, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

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Bullseye stared at him for a while, then suddenly chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Hawkeye asked in a cold voice.

"I laugh at you former heroes who are now like rats in the street, having to do the interrogation yourself."

"Still sneaking around."

Hawkeye frowned and said, "It's you who's been sneaking around."

"So what? This is the kind of person I am. It's you guys who are the problem."

Bullseye's face seemed to say, "I'm a nobody, I don't care about anything anymore," as he looked at the three people in front of him with a mocking expression.

"It must be hard to bear, right? The world has become like this, and deep down you must still be praying that the future will be better."

"But we both know that we can't go back. This is our world now, no longer yours."

"Kill the abominations, and then what? Kill me? How many people are left alive? Can you kill them all?"

Snapped!

Hawkeye slapped Bullseye across the face, spitting out his teeth and leaving his mouth full of blood.

"At least we can kill you now."

"Wow, that sounds really scary. Why don't you just kill me then?"

After Bullseye finished speaking, he relaxed completely, as if the ropes binding him wouldn't affect his movements at all.

"You bunch of sewer rats, you only dare to hide in corners, huddling together for warmth."

"If you had died on that day like those people, I might have felt sorry for you."

Bullseye clicked his tongue, making no attempt to hide his disdain.

"Look at you all, really thinking you're the chosen ones who will change the world?"

"We've already broken your spines. Take Wolverine, for example. He's no different alive than dead; he's just a spineless dog."

"Let me look at you again."

Bullseye stared at Bruce Banner, who had returned to human form. He was wearing glasses and looked very thin.

"Does he still have the courage to transform into the all-powerful Hulk again? Probably not?"

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Bullseye looked at She-Hulk.

"I remember you used to be a lawyer, right? Just like Matt. Now the law has changed. Can you still uphold your professional ethics? If you can, remember to take me with you. I'm the one who's in the good guys."

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Bullseye finally fixed his gaze on Hawkeye. The three of them were speechless after he had spoken, their faces full of gloom.

"And you, Clint, how many old friends are you going to kill this time?"

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Despite Hawkeye and his two companions being the interrogators, Bullseye's verbal attacks have turned them into the ones being interrogated.

Perhaps what this wicked criminal is saying is all inflammatory rhetoric and fallacies.

But Hawkeye and his two companions had to admit one thing.

Their spines are about to be broken by the evil men.

Although some people are still struggling to hold on, if you look closely at their pupils, the flame is becoming increasingly dim, and it seems that it will be extinguished sooner or later.

For Hawkeye and his team, sometimes living is more agonizing than dying.

They will miss the days when they fought side by side.

Unfortunately, those precious years are gradually fading away.

Those days are about to be gone forever, and one day they will disappear completely.

But they were heroes then, and they still are heroes now.

Even if the hope is slim, you should still try.

It's not about proving that I was spared by evil people, or about making them regret their actions.

Instead, it was a message to myself, to my fallen teammates, and to those who still held onto hope.

We're still here.

Unless you're dead.

Otherwise, he will fight to the very end.

"Say what you want."

Hawkeye took out his composite bow, nocked an arrow, and pointed the arrowhead directly at Bullseye's head.

"Yo!"

call out!

The bowstring trembled slightly, and the arrow, with ruthless force, pierced through the bullseye and head, splattering brains everywhere.

The other person still had an expression on his face as if he wanted to say something, but Hawkeye made up his mind and didn't give him any more chance to speak!

"This arrow represents the clarion call for our counterattack."

Hawkeye lowered his bow and said this.

The scarlet eye on Bullseye's face lost its color and became dull and lifeless in an instant.

"This arrow represents the clarion call for our counterattack."

As Hawkeye on the screen uttered those words.

The technicians at the worktables exchanged glances, but none of them spoke.

Instead, they silently focused their attention on their President, the Red Skull.

At this moment, the Red Skull, the First President, wore a playful expression.

This is the scene he wanted to see.

Let hope be rekindled deep within the hearts of these former heroes.

This is exactly what he wanted to see!

"You should learn from Comrade Bullseye."

Therefore, President Red Skull issued the following directive: "Although Comrade Bullseye is dead, his actions are worthy of our emulation, and his words have severely damaged the hearts of these heroes who are still alive!"

"This is the lesson I often teach you."

"Give them hope first, then despair. Comrade Bullseye is learning very well; you all need to work even harder to learn from him."

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Everyone exclaimed that the president was absolutely right and took out their notebooks to write it down.

First give hope... then despair... and then you'll die (sneaks out).

We can never repay your kindness!

Seeing Hawkeye and the others rekindled their hope.

Then America’s greatest president in history (whom the Red Skull proclaimed himself) needs to give these disobedient people a couple of iron punches!

"How is Bronsky's body now?" Red Skull asked a technician.

"We preserved the originality of the gamma radiation, added some death robes, so that these people would clearly know that this is Hydra...S.H.I.E.L.D. style."

"Not bad." Red Skull was quite satisfied with the news.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting resources, Red Skull ordered the recovery and secondary processing of the Abomination's body after its death.

The corpses have now been transformed into a new type of biological weapon for S.H.I.E.L.D.

It has no emotions.

There is no life.

There are no principles.

And this is the grand gift that Red Skull presented to Hawkeye and other superheroes.

The gift is called Despair.