$480 Constantine Is Getting Closer to the Truth

Rumlow was sitting on his sofa, head raised and silent.

That lazy posture looked like a salted fish that had lost its dream, and didn't even bother to turn over.

What Mocott said before still had some impact on him. Anyone who heard the news that his future was given three paths would not be able to accept it.

But the question now is not that.

Since the ancestors spoke frankly, there would be nothing else to hide.

Do any of these ancestors look like they like to lie?

"Why do you bastards still stay here with me? Believe it or not, I will move next to the blacksmith shop in Bulqueso tomorrow?"

Rumlow obviously didn't have much patience with the people in front of him, and his expression was very ugly.

This is his biggest concern now.

There seems to be something wrong with the way he threatens.

Setting up a tent was the easiest way to move. With his physical condition, sleeping directly on the ground wouldn't cause any harm.

But such threats don't seem to make any sense at all.

Threatening someone to leave their home is like telling a bad joke around the stove in an attempt to cool down the situation.

"Rumlow, don't be sad, be strong!"

Steve said this, seemingly intending to comfort Rumlow who was hurt by the truth in Mocott's mouth.

It never occurred to him that Rumlow was angry about something other than that thing at all.

However, Peggy Carter directly grabbed Steve's arm and stopped him from continuing.

Rumlow looked unhappy, but that didn't mean that the source of his anger was the truth.

Maybe it's because of Hydra?

At least Peggy Carter is more mature than Steve. Although she was a bit overmature originally, she now looks like a young beauty.

"Rumlow, SHIELD will focus on Hydra. You'd better atone for all your sins before becoming someone else."

Dugan pressed the last cigar out on the table and stood up directly.

It looks like this strong veteran is finally getting a bit old.

He has long since reached retirement age, although the SSS potion has kept him young.

But as long as you stop using that medicine, aging will soon come to your door.

It was like the years that had been avoided were found back in a short time.

Dugan felt that his existence didn't seem to have much effect. A warrior at the limit of human beings who could still be regarded as S.H.I.E.L.D.'s trump card now seemed to be a miscellaneous soldier.

As the battle becomes more dangerous, his role becomes weaker.

Perhaps in the years to come, we can provide some experience guidance to new warriors? But even he himself wasn't sure if he was still useful.

The enemies are constantly upgrading, and the current Dugan cannot keep up with the new era.

"Are you reluctant to let me die? I don't care. Now I just want you to get out of my house, otherwise I will really move directly."

Rumlow stretched his body and stood up unsteadily.

His eyes were very serious, and there was a faint hint of hostility on his body.

In this way, there is no need to use words to tell the other party his determination. Who can't feel this kind of hostility if they are both soldiers?

After Steve became a Crusader, it seemed that not much had changed from before.

As annoying as she is in the legend, Peggy Carter seems to be better.

As for Dugan, a veteran has faded away.

"Go back, there's nothing else we can do if we stay."

Dugan turned around and left this place first. He was going back to SHIELD next.

He was the first to understand what Rumlow meant. Among the few people present, he was the one who studied Rumlow the most.

Personality changes, and everything like "guts".

After returning to SHIELD, Dugan plans to have a good talk with Nick Fury. The black-hearted bastard will not let him, a veteran, retire directly.

Nick Fury always has a way of making someone play their role, and Dugan's role is much greater than a piece of toilet paper.

Steve was dragged directly out of the house by Peggy Carter. Although it seemed that he still had something to say, he still didn't say it in the end.

As for S.H.I.E.L.D. at this time, it is not monolithic and has a lot of troubles.

For example, Agent Hill.

Agent Hill and the others had just settled Natasha and Hawkeye, so it wasn't too much trouble.

Who makes Natasha and Hawkeye both excellent agents?

Just saying a few words is enough. They will return to the initial state, waiting for the task at any time.

The only troublesome thing is probably how to arrange their subsequent tasks.

Two super soldiers are overqualified for tasks such as lurking and tracking.

As for what to do specifically, Hill couldn't think of it for a while.

At this time, Hill was thinking about these things while observing possible crises in the world in his own way.

Just observe the various information constantly coming on the desktop.

For example, if there is a report about a person with super powers appearing in a certain place, then evaluate whether you need to take action.

Green Lantern can fly, and his flying speed is pretty good.

It may be a good idea to debut as a superhero, but appearing frequently outside is obviously not consistent with the status of an agent.

"Do we need to form a team?"

Melinda sorted the files on the desktop and said to Hill.

Blue Lantern Melinda has some thoughts about her newfound power, and wants to find some bastard to beat her up, like a child who can't wait to get a new toy.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is already in disarray, and you want to create a new team?"

Hill said a little feebly.

Blue Lantern and Green Lantern are incredibly well-suited to fight together, but forming a new team for this would be overkill.

Hill is a senior executive of SHIELD, but he doesn't have much time to do field work.

This will continue at least until Nick Fury comes back to take charge.

And there are only so many superpowers who really belong to SHIELD, so why bother creating a bunch of teams?

"I just feel that if I were to go out in the field, I wouldn't trust a regular agent as much as I did before."

Melinda expressed her worries.

Teaming up between extraordinary people and ordinary people sounds great, but how do you solve problems when problems arise?

Holding each other back?

Or will the superhero save everything? You eat first, and I'll come back with a cannon?

Chaofan and ordinary people always have to face a series of troubles when fighting together.

With great power comes greater responsibility, because only powerful beings can better bear heavy responsibilities.

Every ordinary American can run for president, but who sees everyone voting for themselves in the general election?

"Nick Fury left instructions for us to wait for his return. He said he would let us have comrades of similar levels."

Hill said without raising his head.

Although she didn't know the specifics, Nick Fury generally didn't joke.

Agent Hill knew only a small part of Nick Fury's secret, and this part was focused on building a safe house.

At this time, Constantine, who had just gained freedom and happiness, had walked into the small room following the vibrations coming from upstairs.

It was the same cabin where Tony and Anton Vanko fought.

He is really happy now because he got some hallucinogens from SHIELD's laboratory.

The hallucinogen that could originally be used as a drinking water is now a recreational material for him.

Who made his physical fitness become much stronger after he became the Blue Lantern?

Even though he didn't choose to become a Blue Lantern, the benefits still fell firmly into his pocket.

At least some of his bad hobbies won't make him fall to the ground like mud.

I saw Constantine opening the door with a skillful lock picking method, and then watching the somewhat dangerous battle inside with eyes full of disguised surprise.

The passionate collision between Tony and Anton Vanke made Constantine want to laugh, but when he saw the blue robe on his body, he suppressed his smile again.

Blue Lantern was never who he wanted to be.

It's too dazzling.

"Iron man versus rotten man?" Constantine's mean voice came out, and he pointed with his finger.

Of course, the iron man refers to Tony, and the rotten man also refers to Anton Vanko, which is rotten in the literal sense.

Generally speaking, flesh and blood and high-intensity impact do not require guessing the winner, and the same is true at this time.

Anton Vanke's appearance itself looked a little disgusting. After using such a rough fighting method, he was naturally bad enough.

The flesh and blood has an energy transmission network like neurons and those tiny Ark reactors, which look really scary.

This scene is comparable to the impact of Spider-Man's wrist being unable to release webbing, so a blood vessel was ejected with force. ①

As he spoke, Constantine took out the sandbag and shook it twice casually, causing Anton Vanke, who was already covered in rotten flesh, to fall down.

Mental tricks are still very effective against these materialistic beings.

It was another nightmare, but it wasn't Constantine who had the nightmare, so he didn't care at all.

"How did you get here?"

Tony was obviously a little unhappy and looked at Anton Vanke on the ground intentionally or unintentionally.

Then a tube of reagent appeared inside the suit, which was something that could treat injuries.

The current "Saber" suit is comprehensive enough, and even compressed food can be prepared.

Of course, his anger was not due to Constantine rashly intervening in his battle. Although he didn't know whether Constantine would be recognized as a teammate, Tony was not interested.

Because he was so close to victory, Tony didn't feel like he would lose, regardless of whether the fighting ability Anton Vanko showed was all he had.

"That's how I came up. Of course, I was pardoned by SHIELD. In other words, I am still an indispensable part of SHIELD. At least I receive SHIELD's salary."

There was something wonderful about the way Constantine looked at Tony.

But his attention was focused on Anton Vanke on the ground!

Constantine felt that he might be able to get the answer to the question he had been thinking about from this guy who didn't look like a human being.

Why doesn't the world seem to like him very much?

Everyone can hate him, Constantine, because he is an out-and-out scumbag.

But there should be no reason for this world to hate him. After all, this world can accommodate even super villains, so how can it not accommodate a "hero" like him?

However, he still needs some small preparations. Before the preparations are completed, Constantine will not try to take anything out of Anton Vanko's mouth.

What if the answer is the kind that will cost someone's life?

Constantine likes such dangers. It's exciting, especially when this danger is accompanied by the truth he has always wanted to get!

But it's stupid to get involved in danger without thinking and preparing.

"You seem to want to defeat me?"

Tony looked at Constantine's smiling face and said hesitantly.

Tony felt that Constantine was angry with him with a little malice. He himself couldn't explain where this feeling came from, but he just knew it.

Such information in his brain was very clear.

Maybe he needs a thorough physical examination.

While talking, he checked whether the functions of his battle suit were all intact.

After seeing Constantine's weird thinking and way of doing things, it would be a joke to let Tony not be on guard against him.

Constantine's danger is also ranked at the top in Tony's mind.

"Just want to try, but I promised someone I can't afford to offend that I won't do anything big again."

Constantine said with a smile, and his sight was covered by him.

As for monitoring the heartbeat and other values ​​to guess Constantine?

Tony has given up, especially when he found that Constantine's heart rate did not change at all when he spoke, he knew that he was a master of lying.

It would be easier to get a good night's sleep to identify him.

"How big a big thing do you think it is to be considered a big thing?"

Tony said this, and then began to move around Constantine.

This "Saber" suit has been upgraded for the mysterious side, and Tony can't wait to try the effect of this suit.

It has to be said that the Cyberman's ability to upgrade anytime and anywhere is really useful.

And the energy stand of Dalek is the same.

"Maybe it's the kind of alien invasion? Don't worry, I mean the kind where aliens appear, not the kind of all-out war."

Constantine turned his head and looked at Tony who walked to his side.

Blue Lantern's physical fitness is not bad either, at least he won't be knocked unconscious by a swinging punch.

"It doesn't sound like fighting me is a big deal?"

Tony raised his palm, and the energy cannon in his palm began to glow.

"How can a fight between ordinary people not be considered a big deal? Unless the person in the White House fights someone directly."

Constantine smiled, then raised his hands in a surrender posture.

It's always easier to plot against someone than to fight head-on, so let's suppress the possibility of fighting for the time being.