Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Steve, are you sure letting Matthew go alone is a good thing?"

Rumlow was sitting opposite Steve and talking, with a strange look on his face.

There is a special cigarette in his left hand, a bottle of vodka in his right hand, and several pastries and two teacups on the table.

Ordinarily, it was time to eat soon, and they shouldn't act rashly at this time.

"Haisin has already acquiesced to our approach. Although I really don't want to say this, we are here as members of S.H.I.E.L.D.."

Steve picked up his teacup and took a sip, speaking weakly.

Even though he and Nick Fury don't get along very well, now he still has to do it according to Nick Fury's will.

This is not something that has been arranged in advance, but the work that will inevitably be carried out after arriving here.

Haixin will not easily believe in their fighting power, even if he is the famous Captain America.

And they will not entrust the leadership of the battle to Hai Xin, so if they want to get the leadership of the next battle, they have to use this kind of troublesome way to decide.

Matthew is a good candidate. Among the few people now, Matthew has the strongest combat effectiveness.

Matthew, who was training with Lai Ko, was only weaker than Rorschach, a talented fighter, on the holy mountain.

At the same time, only Matthew is good at acting within the scope of the rules.

"I'm glad I left the S.H.I.E.L.D. sequence at this time, otherwise it would be my turn to think about these things."

Rumlow took a sip of his drink, then hiccupped.

"I remember that you were not like this before. At that time, you always had a serious face."

Steve looked at Rumlow in front of him and only felt a little funny.

"People always change, and the freedom I want to live after leaving S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't seem to be a problem."

Rumlow shook his head, then sat up straight.

"It's about to start, and I'm worried that Luke and the others will get involved."

Steve took a playful look at the direction of Luke and Jessica's house.

"Don't look at Luke's stupid look, you must know that he is the heir chosen by the ancestors of Madoc, and he is smarter than you think."

Rumlow stood up, apparently planning to go to rest:

"It's almost time to start, Matthew can handle it well."

After Rumlow said this, he left Steve's house, and he planned to sleep.

"It's really troublesome, we shouldn't get involved in political events."

Steve drank the tea in his cup, then picked up his shield and prepared to fight.

Although he still trusts Matthew, this place is Heissing's territory, and he will not pin his hope of stopping the matter on others.

...

Helsing's basement was filled with the smell of burnt cigars, and the smoke billowing made Matthew want to sneeze.

"Hellboy!"

Matthew had already grabbed the weapon in his hand and placed it in front of him, he was ready to charge.

It wasn't that Hellboy was full of hostility towards him, but that the red figure sitting on the bench holding red wine put him under tremendous pressure.

It's not a question of good or evil, but the thick smell of death and the chaotic feeling of millions of lives being melted into a furnace.

"Are you, that soldier that day?"

Hellboy was sitting cross-legged across from Akado. His huge size made him not much shorter than Akado even if he was sitting on the ground.

Hellboy crushed the cigar in his hand aside, and the cigarette butts and ash piled up on the ground looked like a small dirt bag.

He felt strange that Matthew would appear here.

"who's that person?"

Matthew asked Hellboy with his face turned towards Akado who was showing interest.

Rather than directly asking the guy who is full of danger, it is more appropriate to ask the "acquaintance" of Hellboy.

"he?"

Hellboy turned his head and glanced at Akado, then said to Matthew naturally:

"Akado, a vampire. But when did you come here?"

Hellboy touched the sawn off horns on his head, and asked Matthew in surprise.

He was deeply impressed by the warrior Matthew, who was able to bring down the existence of Ghost Rider head-on, and also possessed the strength to defeat him head-on.

The fact that Matthew appeared in Hai Xin somewhat made him a little puzzled, but brainstorming was not something he was good at, so he simply asked directly.

As soon as Hellboy finished speaking, Akado's voice sounded directly:

"Oh? Can you feel my danger? It's really exciting..."

Akado interrupted the communication between Hellboy and Matthew, shaking the red wine glass in his hand and talking inexplicably.

A pair of eyes hidden under orange sunglasses began to emit red light.

"Akado, you haven't said a word to me for so many days, why did you talk to him directly?"

Hellboy took out the last chocolate bar on his body and was unpacking it.

Akado didn't answer Hellboy's question, but just looked at Matthew with a cautious smile.

"So are you human! Tell me!"

Akado stood up directly, his slender figure and noble-like posture filled him with a strange beauty.

As he stood up, the dangerous chaotic atmosphere began to envelope Matthew like a tide.

"Monster!? Not a demon? You can't say evil, but kindness is far from you! How many people have you killed!"

Matthew's words were a little confused, and his tone seemed to be pressing.

His feet had already begun to exert force, and the muscles on his slender calves began to swell. If there was a need to fight, Matthew would be able to stab the weapon into Akado's body in the next moment.

"It's great, you look like the man in my memory, it's great! There are still such powerful humans in the world!"

Akado's voice trembled a little, and the shadow on the ground began to sway.

No one knew why he was excited, but the overwhelming aura made Matthew stand ready.

"Who are you!"

The voice of the blade warrior appeared somewhat suddenly at this time, and it dispelled Akado's idea of ​​fighting in an instant.

He wanted a fight, a fight to the death with real humans.

But he also wouldn't want to give a play to a beast on a shabby stage.

This brute is talking about Blade!

"Mixed blood? You came at the wrong time..."

A chill emanated from Akado's body, and his interest was completely ruined.

I saw his white and slender hand picked up the pistol from the small round table on one side, and pulled the trigger directly at the blade warrior.

With a sound of "bang!", the bullet ejected from the chamber, and was split in half by the blade with the long silver knife on its back in the blink of an eye.

The bullet fell to the ground as if it had lost all power, but there was also a crack on the silver katana.

"Oh? Exquisite swordsmanship, I didn't know those beasts would learn this technique."

When Akado looked at the blade this time, he was no longer completely full of contempt, but with a trace of appreciation.

Pure strength may change due to bloodlines and other reasons, but only technology, that is something that pays for nothing.

Even in Toyo, Daofeng's swordsmanship is enough to be called a swordsman. This kind of strength has nothing to do with blood, but only with the degree of talent and hard work.

Akado doesn't hate such a guy.

"What's your name? I'm interested in hearing your name. I'm a little surprised that you can appear among the offal that has stolen the power of a real vampire."

Akado's tone was condescending, and he would maintain a minimum of respect for humans.

That is the awe of the half-dead for life.

But facing Blade with half blood-sucking blood, Akado's respect is extremely limited.

So his tone is still high.

"Eric Brooks, who are you?"

Blade's arm trembled slightly imperceptibly, and the bullets fired from that special pistol were beyond comparison with ordinary bullets.

Splitting that bullet had already made him feel difficult.

Even at this time, he didn't say the nickname "Sunwalker" that he was proud of. The crushing at the level of life made him feel the fear that he hadn't seen for a long time.

You must know that even when he was nailed to the ground like a fork by Father Anderson, he didn't feel this kind of fear in his heart. At that time, he only felt that death was approaching.

But now the sense of fear contained in his body made him feel that he was such a stranger for the first time.

Blade is very aware of the advantages and disadvantages of pistols in short-distance combat. When transcendents meet evenly matched opponents, they trust their bodies and cold weapons more than pistols.

The way Akado fights shows that he doesn't take the fight seriously.

"The bastards who stole my name don't even know who I am? Yes, that big piece of trash dare not pass on the truth.

Now I've had enough fun, if you guys want to fight, go ahead. "

Akado didn't sit back in his chair, but just poured a new glass of red wine and brought it up.

"Well, Matthew, right? I remember your name is that."

Hellboy yelled at Matthew. As for Matthew's name, he had already found it from the channel of the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau.

He knows Akado's terror better than Matthew and Blade.

Although he didn't know why Akado maintained a certain degree of equality with him, he didn't want a fight to happen in this place.

"Why did you come to Haixin? It's not just to find me, is it?"

Hellboy doesn't want to see the fight happen.

He is well aware of Matthew's level of power, which is indeed considered strong, but compared to Akado's horror, Matthew is like gravel hit by waves.

The battle with Akado cannot be said to be a battle, it should be said to be an endless war.

"We came here at the request of S.H.I.E.L.D., only to seek cooperation for the Hydra that we may encounter next. Director Nick Fury should have said this to your Ms. Integula."

Matthew stood in front of Blade whose body was trembling, and the weapons in his hands were also placed on both sides of his body.

In any case, Blade is also his temporary teammate. Regarding this veteran of the Roaring Commando and a guy who doesn't feel any sin, Matthew's position is very firm.

Although he still maintains a fighting stance, this is much better than the previous stance where he was about to collide in the next second.

"Then, you can fight Silas. If you win, then you have the right to act independently when the battle happens. If you lose, you can fight according to Integula's arrangement."

Akado really wanted to fight Matthew himself, and that eagerness came from the heart.

But if the battle really started, Akado might not be able to care about Integula's arrangement, so he might as well let Silas feel the power of the strongest among humans.

The Alexander Anderson I met before is also such an opponent who can bring excitement and anticipation to Akado.

Silas is still too immature now, even after becoming a vampire, he hasn't even sucked blood once.

Such Silas is just half-baked in Acador's mouth.

"Come down, Silas. Get your weapons."

Akado called his "daughter" in a way unique to vampires. This kind of paging from superiors to subordinates can cross space.

Silas, who was called, took his special large gun and immediately started to act.

Akado's satisfied eyes were blocked by orange sunglasses, but judging from his relaxed posture, he was very content.

"I said, why don't you leave? What are you waiting for?"

Akado spoke to Hellboy in a weird tone, and poured the red wine down his throat slowly.

"The last time we met, you looked at me with special eyes. I was just waiting for an answer."

Hellboy answered Akado in a serious tone.

He has been in this basement for a long time, and he wants to know the truth about his life experience from Akado.

For this reason, he is even willing to compete in endurance with a long-lived species.

"When you know it, you will know it naturally. You are not qualified yet."

Akado replied to Hellboy in a perfunctory tone, and he didn't have much expectation for Hellboy.

Even if the fully awakened Hellboy has the power to fight him, Akado doesn't expect this at all.

"Only humans can kill monsters."

This is the belief that Akado has persisted to this day. He is willing to hand over his life full of sins when facing humans, but he does not want to, and will not be defeated by another monster.

"Mr. Accardo, can your words represent Ms. Integula?"

Matthew stared at Akado with blank eyes as if he could see him.

That ever-present source of fear allowed Matthew to lock on to Akado's position without any other means.

That kind of gloom is full of fanatical belief, and that kind of almost morbid and twisted love.

A million emotions are rising from Akado's body, and the shadow on the ground seems to flash a red light!

"That's what she asked for, Matthew. By the way, what's your full name?"

Akado raised his glass to Matthew from afar:

"Are you going to try my collection?"

It was the first time that Akado invited others to drink with him, and his tone was full of expectations.

"My name is Matthew Murdoch, thank you for your kindness, but it still doesn't work, I can't drink that."

Matthew finally let go of his guard and hung the weapon on his waist.

Then he took out a clay pot from the backpack and opened the mud seal.

In an instant, a strong smell of alcohol filled the room.

Matthew raised his head and directly downed half a can of spirits, which was a graduation gift from Reiko, and there were only three cans in total.

It was a gift from Bulkasso back then to Reco who had embarked on the journey, but it is a pity that Reco did not have time to create a legend.

After receiving the gift, Matthew used his own savings to buy three boxes of vodka and gave it to Reco as a return gift.

Then he threw the remaining half jar directly to Akado.

"Taste, this is my most precious wine."

Matthew's body had already adapted to the pressure of this place, and with his performance, a brutal and rough aura began to spread from his body.

Although it is not as powerful as Akado's unintentional aura, it is enough to just stand here calmly.

"It was a surprise and reminded me of the old days."

Akado took the spirits, and poured it directly into his mouth without any elegance.

The wine didn't leak out, but all of it entered Akado's stomach.

The burning sensation made Akado let out a long breath.

"I still care about your complexity of millions of lives in one body."

Matthew couldn't convey this emotion with his eyes, but he was able to clearly express his meaning in words.

"You will know when the time comes, isn't your goal here?"

Akado drank the spirits in the blink of an eye, and the clay pot full of time was placed on the ground.

"Did you know? Blood is the currency of the soul, and there is a strong man's blood in this jar of wine. It's a pity that his soul is not very complete, which makes this wine a bit eclipsed."

Akado looked at Matthew in front of him with a smile, and said some strange words.

This wine was given to Lecco by Bulkelso back then. As Bulkelso's earliest work, there was his blood in it, in order to suppress the somewhat disgusting taste of the blood of the devil.

This practice was later replaced by the springs of the High Paradise.

"I don't know about this. It was given to me by a respectable elder."

Matthew was not at all interested in the matter.

Akado was suspicious.

There is nothing wrong with the saying that blood is the currency of the soul, but the information he can read from this bit of blood is also extremely limited.

Just a few fleeting images.

But the sense of incompleteness of the soul is lingering, which makes him have an emotion called regret.

Akado felt that this must be a very troublesome matter, so he collected his expression.

A face as calm as a wax figure.

"Master, are you calling me?"

Silas appeared in the basement with the long gun on his back, the blond hair tied behind his head and the small fangs at the corners of his mouth were playful.

The Blade Warrior looked at Silas immediately, but Matthew didn't even turn his head.

He didn't need vision to confirm the other party's identity, and the complete inability to hear the heartbeat had already explained the girl's identity.

vampire!

But Matthew couldn't feel the slightest sin from Silas, nor could he feel even a trace of mixed life.

Obviously Akado's mixed breath is just an exception, at least not every vampire is like that.

"This gentleman needs a fight. I'm not suitable for it. I'll leave it to you. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. As long as you can do it, you can do anything."

Akado's magnetic voice sounded, and he pointed to Matthew's position with his chin.

Although this gesture is not very polite, no one will care.

But Seles didn't react for a moment.

She sillyly pointed a finger at herself, like a child seeking confirmation from "father".

"What's the lady's name?"

Matthew asked Akado, he was too embarrassed to ask such a cute girl.

"Silas Victoria! Get ready to fight, and fight! He doesn't need your hold and hesitation!"

Akado called Silas's name, which was considered to have answered Matthew's question.

Silas stood straight, like a child who didn't know why he was reprimanded, and chose to do as required with doubts.

"Sir, although I don't know your name, please be prepared!"

Silas's loud voice sounded, and then the spear on his back was already in his hand.

The somewhat excessively long firearm is obviously not something that ordinary humans can handle, and the thick caliber is almost called a cannon.

Silas was full of seriousness, and Matthew was a little surprised by the reckless obedience.

"I will go all out, but I will not aim at your head and heart."

Matthew nodded to Silas, and then spoke seriously.

"Understood, sir! I can't control the destructive power of firearms, please be careful!"

Silas had already pointed the barrel of the gun at Matthew, and could shoot directly in the next moment.

Although he has never sucked blood, his physical fitness as a vampire has already played a role!

Even though Silas doesn't have strong melee combat ability at this time, firearms alone can pose a powerful threat.

"ha!"

Matthew let out a battle cry, the weapon was already in his hand, and he launched a violent charge at Silas!

Fighting vampires does not need to hold hands, this attitude has been passed to Matthew with a cold breath when Akado spoke.

With a "bang!", the sound of gunshots, which was countless times louder than before, echoed in the basement.

Matthew hit the massive warhead directly with the mace, dashing through the flames of the explosion and driving the weapon into Silas' stomach.

Then with a force on his waist, Silas was thrown to the ceiling.

A circle of dense blisters appeared on Matthew's body surface, which was the high temperature generated when the pill exploded.

But Matthew didn't notice it, and turned his body to the direction where Silas was about to land!

"boom!"

Another shot!

Silas adjusted his posture when he was thrown flying, and fired another shot just before hitting the ceiling!

The monthly ticket has increased by one hundred in three days... I owe one more!

Originally owed 110 chapters, and currently owed 3 chapters, and now owes 108 chapters!

1.20,000 words have been updated today. As of the release of this chapter, 51,000 words have been updated this week, which is still 20,000 words short of the 70,000 words updated this week.

It won't be all night tonight, and there may be more in the follow-up, but it's not sure, so don't wait.

Tomorrow I wake up and start coding, at least I have to change the 10,000 characters every day, otherwise paying off the debt is a joke.

Speaking of which, I am definitely a player who repays debts with a conscience, and the chapters with more than three chapters are considered debt repayments...