In the Marvel universe, you start with a colored Hextech item.

However, just as Lynn took a step...

Matt's cane, Barton's raised arrow, and Natasha's pistol were all aimed at Lynn.

Seeing this, Lynn was so angry she laughed.

He originally thought that even if these people disagreed with him on ideological issues, they would at most criticize him verbally.

Just like before, there was arguing, confrontation, and each side sticking to their own version of events.

It's impossible to point a gun at him.

did not expect……

"Oh."

The laughter was short and cold.

Lynn slowly turned his head, feeling utterly ironic.

Just minutes ago, their guns were pointed at those killers.

Now, however, she is facing him.

"Frank," Lynn said without turning around, but raised her voice, "you stay right there, understand?"

In the shadows of the stairwell, Frank knelt behind cover, his rifle already locked on.

"This is my business, and I won't let you interfere," Lynn said, enunciating each word clearly. "If you fire, I'll be very unhappy."

He needs to make things clear.

Once Frank joins, it will be a fight to the death, and all Lynn wants are those two lives.

He then looked at the mother and daughter who were slumped on the ground.

To cut weeds, you must remove them by the roots.

Once a thought is etched into your mind, there's no turning back.

The next second, Lynn moved.

Without warning or preparation, it vanished from their sight as if blown away by the wind.

"Five seconds!"

"He can become invisible for five seconds!"

Natasha shouted almost simultaneously, her body already performing a tactical roll, her pistol pointed at the most likely route of a surprise attack from her memory.

Matt was completely focused, sensing everything around him—his heartbeat, footsteps, and even the turbulence of the air.

There was nothing there!

It's as if Lynn isn't here at all!

Patton didn't move. He stood still, the bowstring fully drawn, but the arrowhead was being subtly adjusted, guided by his intuition.

That kind of intuition honed on the brink of life and death countless times.

一

two

three

The flames were still crackling, and the sound of sirens could be heard in the distance.

four

五

Natasha's forehead was beaded with sweat.

Time is up!

Lynn is about to appear, but where will he launch his attack?

Behind or from the side?

The sixth second.

Barton's pupils suddenly contracted.

He didn't even have time to think; his body reacted before his mind could react. He used his waist and abdomen to twist his entire body to the left, while simultaneously releasing the bowstring with his right hand!

call out!

The explosive arrow was fired, but instead of hitting a visible target, it struck the air a meter to the right front of where he had been standing.

boom!

Flames exploded.

In that instant, a blurry shadow emerged from the shockwave of the explosion.

Lynn approached Barton, the blade only half a foot from his throat.

"It wasn't five seconds!" Natasha exclaimed in surprise.

Barton used the force of the explosion to continue retreating, but Lynn was too fast.

The slash that should have cut through the throat was dodged by Barton at the last second and slammed heavily into his composite bow.

Click!

The meticulously crafted weapon snapped in two, scattering fragments everywhere.

Barton grunted, his hand split open, and the force of the impact sent him flying backward, rolling several times on the ground before regaining his balance.

He looked up, and for the first time, horror appeared in his eyes.

Not only in terms of time, but also in terms of speed and strength, Lynn was at least 30% stronger than the data recorded in the archives!

This guy never used his full strength before!

Lynn, hidden in the shadows, took a deep, irritated breath. On one hand, he needed to let S.H.I.E.L.D. and Fury know his temper.

On the one hand, we can't really kill these people, since it's not time to completely break ties yet, and we don't have the power to overturn the table.

"Left!" Matt suddenly shouted, his cane piercing the air beside Natasha.

It makes a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

Lynn's figure reappeared for a moment, blocking Matt's thrust.

But Matt's strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, and this attack slowed his movements by half a beat.

In that split second, Natasha's bullets arrived, firing three shots in quick succession, sealing off any evasive angles.

Lynn sighed softly to herself.

Ding Ding Ding!

All three bullets were cleaved in mid-air, scattering sparks everywhere.

Natasha's pupils suddenly dilated.

She had seen people who could dodge bullets, people who could block bullets with shields, but to slice a bullet in half with a blade at such close range?

Lynn didn't give her time to think. He stepped forward and punched Natasha's wrist, which was holding the gun, with his left fist.

A slight "crack" sounded as if bone was breaking.

Natasha groaned in pain as the pistol flew out of her hand.

She tried to retaliate with her other hand, but Lynn's knee was already pressing against her abdomen. He had reduced the force by half, but it still suffocated her instantly, and she collapsed to the ground.

"Damn it!" Matt growled, his cane lashing out wildly.

Lynn turned around and grasped it with her left hand.

Matt was startled.

His strike was powerful enough to shatter a brick wall, yet he caught it with one hand and held it firmly without moving an inch.

"Your hearing is excellent," Lynn said for the first time during the battle, his voice eerily calm.

"But being able to hear it doesn't mean you can keep up."

Before he could finish speaking, the hilt of the knife slammed heavily into Matt's chest.

"puff!"

Matt coughed up blood and flew backward, crashing into a fire hydrant on the side of the street.

The shell was dented, and water gushed out instantly, mixed with the blood at the corner of his mouth, a shocking sight in the firelight.

ten seconds.

Invisibility effect ends.

Lynn's figure was fully visible in front of the woman, as if he had never left that spot.

The Swift Blade was still in his hand, untouched by blood.

Behind him, Barton was kneeling on the ground; Natasha was curled up, clutching her wrist, her face pale; Matt tried to stand up but coughed up blood again.

Three against one.

Ten seconds, a complete rout.

The woman was completely terrified; her lips trembled as she tried to say something, but no sound came out.

"Wait..." Barton struggled to his feet, his voice hoarse, "Lynn, don't..."

"I am very disappointed in you."

Lynn interrupted him, her voice devoid of any emotion.

He took a step forward.

The woman finally screamed, "No! Please! I swear! I swear we'll never...!"

Before he could finish speaking, the blade pierced his heart.

The screams stopped abruptly. The woman looked down at the hilt of the knife embedded in her chest, and the last glimmer of light in her eyes quickly faded.

The daughter stood there, stunned, watching the blood flow from the wound, watching Lynn pull out the dagger and wipe away the bloodstains.

Natasha might be right, but he wouldn't risk his life.

Since you've picked up a gun, you have enough reasons.

Just as Lynn was about to swing his knife again.

A sharp screech of brakes suddenly rang out.

Five black Saabans sped into the street, their headlights illuminating the entire street.

Almost simultaneously, more than twenty fully armed S.H.I.E.L.D. agents got out of the car, including Fury and Coulson.

As soon as he got out of the car, more than twenty gun barrels were pointed at all possible targets, including Lynn.

"What? Are you going to point a gun at me too?"

Fury ignored him and quickly scanned the horrific scene.

Corpses littered the ground, broken arrows, Natasha lying on the ground, Matt coughing up blood, and that girl.

Fury felt an immense headache coming on. He had witnessed the entire incident from the beginning, even though there were better solutions available, it still ended up like this.

He felt helpless towards his subordinates, and also wary of Lynn.

You should know that after a night of fighting and everything that had just happened, even with two top agents and special personnel, Lynn was unable to inflict the slightest injury on the man in front of him.

Fury said with a gloomy face.

"This farce should end, Lynn."

But his gaze remained fixed on the girl with a blank expression.