The man behind the scenes that started from American comics

In the vast rain curtain, the sky and the earth are raining, and beyond the rain is boundless darkness.

The only light source in the vicinity was the headlights of the Ford that had stalled.

The snowy light pierced the darkness, and in a white light, the black shadows with burning golden eyes approached step by step, as if they were hungry wolves attracted by fresh meat.

“Shit, what the hell is going on all this?!!

Simple. Foster grabbed his hair in collapse, and his whole mood was already tense to the extreme.

“Big sister, such a tense atmosphere, can you be serious, don’t be in a daze!”

[Fingal] grabbed an alchemy long knife, and the clear water-like blade slashed through the rain curtain, slashed through the black shadows that rushed up, and pulled out several meters long black blood streamers in the wind.

“Fingal, you are a powerful warrior!”

and screaming Jane. Foster compared to “three, three, seven”, Thor’s performance is okay, at least not the whole paragraph collapsed.

Holding a long knife.

He stood Jane. To Foster’s left, he barely circled with several dark shadows.

“You’re not bad either!”

Fingal backhanded the alchemy long knife into the abdomen of a black shadow who was about to sneak up, and with a bang, against this screaming and wailing black shadow, kicked open the barbed wire fence around the base.

“Go, let’s go in, this time the appearance of the Nibelungs is probably related to the ghost thing inside!”

“It’s Mjolnir, it’s not a thing!”

Thor replied dissatisfiedly, and Fingal raised Jane’s body to the left and right. Foster, rushed into the eerily quiet research base.

In the makeshift research base built around Mjolnir, Coulson was nervously half-crouched on the ground, his meticulous hairstyle wet by the rain and dripping from his bare brain.

The image is embarrassing!

Coulson, who cares about his own image, can’t stand this.

But at the moment, he didn’t have the energy to pay attention to any of this.

Watching the scene of groups of black shadows wandering around the base, torrential rain, blood washing the ground and broken limbs and broken arms, Coulson was angry and nervous, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

“Barton.”

Coulson looked at the only remaining colleague beside him.

There were originally dozens of them, but after being discovered by the black shadow a few times, only two people remained.

In fact, if it weren’t for Hawkeye, Coulson would be gone by now.

“Take it easy.”

Unlike a semi-civilian like Coulson, Hawkeye wanders the brink of death for many years, and despite the critical circumstances at this time, he maintains a sober and cool head.

Making a gesture at Coulson, he signaled him to follow, and Hawkeye, armed with a recurve bow, half-leaned down, silently moving between the obstacles at the base.

Boom———

The thunder exploded, the blinding white light flashed in the night sky, and there was a transparent water curtain in all directions, as if all the rain in the world gathered here.

Hawkeye and Coulson moved slightly, moving through this rain curtain, slowly approaching the location of Mjolnir.

“Coulson, I’ve observed.”

Barton pressed his throat and stared at Mjolnir not far away, “The closer to this hammer, the more black shadows… If we want to get out alive, we have to figure out the connection between the two. ”

“Later, we will split up, and I will be responsible for leading away those dark shadows, and you will approach there to investigate the situation.”

“No problem.”

With only two people left, that’s the best thing to do.

“Don’t die!”

Barton nodded, grabbed the recurve bow in his hand, and quickly ran in the opposite direction.

Tata ———

The sole of the shoe stepped into the puddle, splashing a small splash, and the footsteps were particularly obvious in the silent rainy night.

In an instant, a pair of dark golden pupils lit up in the darkness, and the gloomy gaze was tightly glued to Barton.

“It’s my turn!”

Coulson took a deep breath, leaned against the wall, and carefully moved step by step in the direction of Mjolnir.

Boom———

At this time, the sky flashed more and more densely. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Coulson mentally counted the time.

After making sure that the nearby black shadows were all led away, he gathered his strength and accelerated and rushed.

“Boom!”

Three figures rushed out from the other direction, one of them colliding with Coulson, and the two fell into the mud puddle at the same time, looking at each other in amazement.

“It’s you!!!”

Simple. Foster glared angrily at the hateful agent who snatched her research materials……..

If it weren’t for this bastard, he wouldn’t have come here in the middle of the night and ended up unlucky enough to encounter those terrible things.

“Jane. Foster? ”

Coulson was a little shocked.

The base has become so dangerous now, how did these three people get in?

Don’t……

Coulson locked his gaze on Jane. On the two men beside Foster, their eyes flickered slightly.

Burly and well-equipped, what are the identities of these two?

“Sorry, Ms. Foster, we just borrowed your research materials and instruments, and we will return them immediately.”

Coulson weighed the pros and cons and quickly made a choice.

Getting up from the ground, he smiled and first turned to the angry Jane. Foster apologized before reaching out to Fingal and Thor.

“Two gentlemen, it’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Phil. Colson…… As things stand, maybe we need to join forces. ”

“Join forces? No need! ”

Looking at Mjolnir close at hand, Thor was full of confidence.

As long as he takes back the meow hammer, he is the most beautiful boy in Asgard, and when the time comes, he will still be afraid of those black shadows?

Something that doesn’t exist!

Hmph, he’s Odin’s son, Thor. Odinson!

“Jane, don’t worry, as long as I retrieve the Thunder 4.3 God Hammer to restore the divine power, those ghost things are a hammer thing.”

Swear by Jane. Foster promised.

Thor held his head high and strode forward.

“Mchol Nir!”

Touching his beloved meow hammer, Thor sighed with emotion, held the handle of the hammer in his right hand, and gently lifted it.

Well?

Thor, who found that he couldn’t move, was a little panicked.

Replacing his hands, his face was flushed, and he secretly prayed in his heart that Meow Hammer would give himself a little face.

But……

Meow Meow Hammer said that Hanhan Thor has been kicked out of the user list, this face, really can’t be given today.

“No!!!”

Thor, who had repeatedly failed, fell to his knees in pain, looked up at the sky, and tears of sadness mixed with the rain flowed together.

…….。