"In the end, I have to take action myself."

Dior picked up a rifle from the ground, then waved it twice to try the feel. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he still walked in with the gun.

It is said that a gun without bullets is no different from a fire stick, but for Dior, it doesn't matter whether there is a bullet or not, because it is better to use a fire stick.

The silver ripples instantly wrapped around it, and the lowest-grade "fire burning stick" was immediately strengthened to 15. As long as the power was full, it would still stab the dead even without the gun head.

Seeing that Natasha was about to pay the price by her recklessness, several people who quietly walked behind her were about to suddenly get cold guns, but at this moment, there were slow footsteps behind her.

The reaction of these people was very fast. They immediately turned around and wanted to pull the trigger, but a silver "fire stick" swept towards them.

The three people standing in front of the heads were like ripe watermelons, and they were blown up!

Now Dior has completely adapted to such a bloody scene. Without even frowning, he passed the bodies of several people and walked towards the few Hydra soldiers who were frightened and retreated repeatedly.

"Shoot! He has only one person!"

At this time, the roar of their companions woke them up suddenly, so they immediately gritted their teeth and poured bullets into the front like crazy, as if they would not knock them down without destroying all the ammunition.

But their final madness failed to stop the other party from moving forward for a second, and the knock on the door of the god of death still arrived on time.

Sweep, vertical chop...

It was just that simple, simpler than street fighting, and it was easy to tear everyone standing in front of Dior, step by step, blood paving the way, and death was knocking on the door.

Crashed!

Facing a monster that cannot be beaten and cannot be killed, they only feel that they are small like an ant. When the monster passes by, they can easily crush them to death by simply lifting their feet.

As Dior finally shook out the "fire stick" in his hand and nailed the last person who wanted to escape to the wall, the rapid reaction special forces left at S.H.E.L.D. headquarters were almost wiped out, and the corpses on the ground almost covered the entire passage.

Surviving should be something that is very happy, but when Nick Fury and Agent Hill came out with Colson to see such a scene, they couldn't speak for a moment.

So many elite soldiers were easily slaughtered by this man, and even the clothes were not stained with blood.

When Nick Fury thought of using that method to test the other party's true strength, he felt a little scared. If he had angered this guy at that time, it would probably be like this for all of them.

"I've been shot"

Just when the atmosphere was strangely silent, Natasha walked over with blood all over and checked Colson's injuries.

"We were attacked by these people after we came in. In order to cover our calf, Colson needed to remove the bullet as soon as possible. I don't want to see him again in a wheelchair." Agent Hill immediately cooperated with Natasha to break the silence.

"If you don't want to push me a wheelchair for the rest of your life, don't talk nonsense and send me to treatment as soon as possible." Colson was in a good mood and scolded.

"I can have someone create a fully intelligent wheelchair for you, and you can sit on it for vacation in the future." Hill said and laughed first.

Colson was helpless and regretted knowing these bastards. He had known that he had just died with them, but he was still in the mood to joke. I wonder if he was about to die of blood.

At this moment, Dior also came over, looked at Nick Fury and others in a very embarrassed manner and said, "Remember, give me an explanation."

"I'm still alive, so Hydra is finished."

"I hope you don't slap yourself in the face next time you meet again. No, it's better not to meet again, because no good will happen every time you see you."

"Otherwise, my guests should be anxious, so I'll take a step first."

The overall situation has been decided, he is nothing to do here, Dior is also preparing to leave, now Alexander Pierce is dead, and the danger within the headquarters has been minimized. If the black balsamic egg cannot seize the opportunity to turn the tables, then there is really no need for S.H.E.L.D.

Seeing Dior turn around and leave, he is unwilling to stay any longer. Nick Fury doesn't know what to say, and doesn't even say a word of thanks.

But he knew that he owed this guy a favor, or that the entire S.H.E.D.

However, it's time to clear everything!

Nick Fury's eyes were full of murderous aura!

............

It was the right choice for Dior to not walk through the main entrance. Now the outside of the Sanqu Wing Building is full of policemen, and helicopters are hovering over the sky.

But this did not hurt him. He first became like someone else, then climbed down the building. When the helicopter noticed him and warned him, he immediately jumped and jumped directly into the lake.

When the helicopter hovering in the sky discovered him again, he had already reached the other side and mixed into the crowd. It was impossible to find him at this time.

A few hours later, when Dior changed his clothes and returned to the restaurant, he saw Will like a homeless vagabond, leaning boredly against his second-hand car and constantly looking at the passing women, occasionally blowing a few hooligan whistles.

"Hey, friend, I'm just kidding, don't do it!"

When someone patted his shoulder from the side, Will was immediately startled and immediately raised his hands to explain, looking at him, he seemed to be beaten up for being a hooligan.

However, when he saw who the person was, he immediately changed his expression and hugged him vigorously, complaining: "Where did you go, the phone could not be reached, and I almost called the police."

Although Will is unreliable, every time he encounters something about him, he will feel like he has changed. Whether he is fighting for Dior or being beaten with him, he has never been afraid.

The same is true today. When I found that the restaurant was not open on time and could not contact him, I kept waiting here even if I was bored.

Dior believed what Will said. If he hadn't appeared today, Will might have called the police, even if he subconsciously wanted to run away as soon as he saw the police.

To be honest, this feeling is very good.

So Dior smiled and hugged him and said, "It's not open today, let's find a place to relax."
Chapter completed!