Marvel's Disassembler

Chapter 547

The way of awakening is relatively old. I don't know why in my mind on summer night. There are only two emerging, one is to slap my neck and collar, and the other is to water.

These two methods of awakening, each good at winning the field, can reap the greatest benefit is the hatred value of the awakened person!

The hatred value of the former is probably much better than that of the latter. However, in the process of execution, there is a great probability that the other party's brain will suffer an irreversible blow, resulting in temporary amnesia. If you accidentally forget all this, the result is that the hatred value is cleared

"Well, what's this mess?"

I patted my forehead on summer night. I always felt that my head seemed to be a little out of control again.

Then he took out two injections from the decomposition space and injected them on their necks. Then he returned to the sofa and sat down.

In less than ten seconds, the boy first opened his eyes

Well, we can probably revise the name of him. After all, it's a little too much to call him a boy because of his bearded appearance.

In contrast, the girl's physical development obviously can't be regarded as a child.

At the moment when the two people woke up, the brain of summer night ran a train again without restraint. After returning to the right track, he said, "if I were you, I don't think it would be a good idea to sneak attack the master here."

It was summer night, and the man behind him stopped his action.

Facts have proved more than once that this man is far more terrible than expected.

The difference is that when he woke up just now, he didn't know that the people sitting here were the men he saw in the base... Because he didn't wear a mask on the summer night.

The corners of the mouth of the summer night aroused a smile: "if you like, you can sit down."

The woman who opened her eyes took a deep breath: "I feel some strange things flowing in her body."

The man immediately looked at the summer night.

Summer night thought for a moment and said helplessly, "there is always a very strange feeling. I said girl, don't you think your words are easy to be misunderstood?"

After he finished, he got two pairs of confused eyes.

Summer night blinked and smiled: "I like your pure eyes. Sit down first. I think your previous attempts should make you clear that confrontation is not a perfect way out."

"What is this place?" the man first opened his mouth and looked around. He felt that it was just an ordinary reception room.

However, the man in front of him has removed his arms and even his mask... I'm afraid there is a safe distance from his original position. Not only that, but also enough privacy.

Summer night clapped his hands: "good question, next."

He didn't answer and made the man frown, but he heard the woman ask, "who are you?"

"This is a good question." summer night smiled and said, "I don't know what they will call me in hydra's base, but here, they prefer to call me... Instructor!"

"Instructor!!"

The two men showed a surprised expression at the same time, and then their eyes began to become dignified.

Summer night smiled: "it seems that Hydra has not made any other changes in this title. Then, if you like, I would like to hear what kind of person I am in their mouth?"

"A terrible enemy."

The woman said, "it's the biggest regret of the Hydra to have a record of you in the file. They think that the most wrong thing they did was not to find your shadow in the super soldier plan. What's more, they didn't erase you in time. Otherwise, today's ending will be another color."

Summer night was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "always look back on history, often can't see the road of the future."

"The lessons of history can always make us avoid detours," said the woman.

Summer night shrugged his shoulders: "but it turns out that the only lesson history has taught us is that we never accept any lessons."

"I think our conversation probably deviated from the original theme." the woman lowered her head.

"So, what was our original theme?" summer night said thoughtfully, "I brought you here from Hydra's base, and then let you see my true face. You've probably prepared for the worst. Tell me, what's that?"

"Die!"

The woman didn't hesitate. The man closed his eyes and held her hand.

"Very extreme idea." summer night smiled and said: "Hydra said, do I have a passion for killing?"

"I can't think of any better ending for us." the woman stared at the summer night.

But I vaguely saw that a barrier appeared out of thin air around the body on the summer night!

Strands of crimson color are displayed in the air, like a steaming mist, which gradually dissipates

Summer night looked up: "your power is very interesting. It comes from existence you don't understand."

Women don't think their sneak attack is a wrong decision. At this moment, they have been found by summer night, and they don't think there is anything wrong with it, or there is anything to be ashamed of.

She just frowned and asked, "from... What?"

"You probably think it comes from a staff... But in fact, it comes from the gem on the staff." summer night stretched out his hand, and Rocky's staff appeared in his hand.

When rocky attacked the earth that day, his strength was far less than it is now.

When he finally faced the choice, he had lost the qualification to lead the final direction.

As a result, the staff fell into the hands of the Divine Shield Bureau and finally into the hands of the hydra.

Now, after wandering around, the staff came to the hands of summer night again. He didn't have much mixed feelings, but the cosmic energy was condensed in the palm. With a bang, the staff broke, leaving only a gem, which fell slowly and was received by summer night.

But I have never touched the skin of summer night, floating and glittering with magnificent light.

"There are six infinite gemstones in the universe." an old story, a hateful and bad reality, tells from the mouth of summer night.

He didn't know why, he naturally entered a strange state of telling stories to his children and grandchildren, but this state, whether rhythm or storytelling... Was obviously very good.