Admiral in the Marvel Universe

At dusk and sunset, in the vast and boundless Gobi, a road stretches to the end of the sky, where as far as the eye can see is a barren scene.

On the ground with sparse vegetation, the hot wind rolled up the sand, and from time to time, the sand and dust would be blown up and slapped on the car window. Driven by the heat wave, the tumbleweeds floated gently across the asphalt road that had been dyed khaki by the sand.

New Mexico, the real wild west, has Arizona to the east and Texas to the west. There are few people, and you may not be able to see a small town within a hundred or ten kilometers.

There are many poisonous insects and beasts here, perverted killers, super ogres hide among them, and there are even more hospitable Latin American people from the south.

Here, the average person has nothing to believe in except the gun in their hands, that's why people in this country can never ban guns, they don't trust anyone but themselves, even in uniform.

On the road, a black Mercedes-Benz car sped past, raising bursts of smoke.

Inside the car, a song "Titoli" sounded melodiously from the speakers. The clear whistle, the string music that rang in the heart, and the sonorous and powerful shouts reminded people of the life-and-death battle under the red sun and yellow sand. western cowboy.

but……

"Uncle Gaspar, can you change the music?" Cao Gui twitched slightly.

The music is indeed very nice, but the problem is that there are too many whistles, coupled with the constant drinking of water in hot weather, Cao Gui always has the urge to go to the bathroom.

"Sorry, I thought you would like it." Sitwell shrugged, and then said seriously:

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing. During working hours, you have to call me sir, understand?"

"Yes, Snake." Cao Gui rolled his eyes and said, "Since you said you're working, let's talk about this trip to New Mexico. Why are you calling me out in such a hurry?"

Cao Gui said angrily, at that time he and Gwen had finally unlocked the new posture... knowledge, and were obsessed with learning.

As a result, when Sitwell called, he called him away, that is to say, this person was Sitwell, and if it was someone else, Cao Gui would have lit the sky lantern for him long ago.

"At noon the day before yesterday, the Ministry of Supervision detected a special energy that landed in New Mexico." Sitwell said in a deep voice.

"Noon the day before yesterday?" Cao Gui frowned. Isn't that the time when the dead ghosts do things?

"Yes, we suspect that this may have something to do with dead ghosts, so we called you over to have a look."

Hearing this, Cao Gui's face darkened immediately, he is a dead ghost again, he disturbed me once, and disturbed me a second time?

"These things really linger!" Cao Gui said in a very unhappy mood.

"I'm sorry to disturb your life." Sitwell shrugged, but there was nothing he could do with his reliable and powerful combat power.

"Forget it." Cao Gui shrugged, who made you my adoptive father.

During the conversation between the two, Sitwell parked the car next to a gas station on the side of the road. The car was out of gas and had to be refueled.

"There is a convenience store in the gas station, what do you want to eat?" Sitwell asked intimately while refueling.

"I'll buy it myself." Cao Gui rolled his eyes.

The United States is a country with a history different from any other normal country. Its establishment process and rise process are different from other traditional countries. This has caused the various customs of the United States to be different from those of normal countries.

What has been realized in terms of eating is that the Americans are very keen on the canned food that the Chinese people despise.

People in this country consume an astonishing amount of canned food every day. Canned food, which was used as a condiment in the Chinese dynasty, is a staple food here.

Therefore, in convenience stores, besides canned food, there are instant foods, and even the taste of instant foods is worse than military supplies that only focus on calories and nutrition.

Cao Gui and Sitwell walked into the convenience store side by side, and began to choose what they wanted to eat. As a person from the Celestial Dynasty, Cao Gui had an inexplicable resistance to this kind of canned food and fast food. use.

The waitress nodded politely to them. The neat and tidy appearance in suits and leather shoes really arouses people's goodwill. Of course, the most important thing among them is Cao Gui's appearance.

However, just as Cao Gui was picking something, there was the sound of a gun being pulled at the entrance.

"Hands up! Open the cash register and take out the money!"

"Don't play tricks! Hands up!"

Immediately after two loud shouts came, Cao Gui turned his head slightly, looked towards the door, and found two sloppy-dressed, stubble-faced white men, one a little older and one a little younger, holding shotguns Point the gun at the waitress.

"Tell me, who else is here but you?"

"Whose car is that outside? Tell me quickly!"

The corner of Cao Gui's mouth twitched. As expected of the Great West, where the folk customs are simple and honest, his eyes were opened after just one day.

"Hello, that car is actually mine." Sitwell stood in another corner and smiled at them.

"Damn it, there are others!" The young man turned his gun, pointed at Sitwell and shouted, "Throw over your car keys!"

The other person turned a blind eye to this, and locked his gun firmly on the waitress. They were all from Daxi, and they knew it very well.

Everyone is equal here, even a girl can kill them all with a gun, and even kill people more quickly than they do.

Sitwell shrugged, and obediently threw the key over. Cao Gui folded his arms and watched as they didn't move. They were just two little thieves, and they would just kill them in a while.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation, even a stranger." The young man said, and was about to turn around and continue the zero-yuan shopping business.

But Sitwell squeezed the grip of the pistol with two fingers, and suddenly said: "Gentlemen, I still have a gun here, do you want to give it to you together?"

"Oh, Shet!" The two were taken aback, and even the waiter ignored them: "Damn it, throw the gun over here immediately."

"Uh... this gun is M1911, it will go off if it falls from a high place." Sitwell said in embarrassment:

"I can walk over and pass it to you, if I can, or do you come over?"

The two robbers looked at each other, and the old man took a step sideways, and the muzzle of the gun kept moving between Sitwell and the waiter's sister, vaguely targeting the two.

The young man walked towards Sitwell with a shotgun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was locked on Sitwell's chest. With a slight movement, the shotgun fired directly, and no one could resist the shot.

However, just as he approached, Sitwell shook his wrist suddenly, and the M1911 sleeve in his hand was separated from the gun body, and then he flicked it suddenly, and the sleeve shot out like a sharp blade.

Puchi!

The robber next to the cash register had a sleeve inserted around his neck.

At the same time as he threw out the sleeve, Sitwell changed from static to lunged forward, punching the rest of the robbers in the abdomen.

"Wow..."

Immediately, the robber bent down directly, spitting out sour water from his mouth, and couldn't hold the gun steadily, so he could only lie down and pant. Sitwell's punch was not insignificant.

Cao Gui showed surprise on his face, but he quickly put it away. Sitwell is a seventh-level agent, and his combat effectiveness is unquestionable among ordinary people. If you can't deal with these two little thieves, then you don't have to mess around.

"Thank you." The waitress expressed her gratitude upon seeing this, and at the same time put away the short-barreled shotgun under the counter: "I'm sorry, you must have never seen such a random robbery, have you?"

"Ma'am, we are from New York." Cao Gui smiled slightly.

"..."

The waitress stopped talking for a moment. People from big cities have seen the world. Compared with the perverted killers, super ogres, and robbers in the Great West, the monsters in New York seem to be more terrifying.

Cao Gui and the two didn't talk much, they checked out and left, but after walking for a long time, a gunshot came from the direction of the gas station behind them.

The people who live here are not good men and women.

"That hand just now was very handsome." Cao Gui laughed in the Mercedes-Benz.

"It's okay, I can still rank first in the combat effectiveness of S.H.I.E.L.D." Sitwell smiled humbly.

"Huh? Is SHIELD's combat power so weak?" Cao Gui asked in surprise.

The smile on Sitwell's face disappeared immediately. If this guy hadn't been unable to beat you, he would have let you know what a father's iron fist is.

Sitwell suddenly felt a little regretful, why didn't he beat this kid a few more times when he was young.

"Damn it, I'm strong too!" Sitwell said seriously, "I'm a transformed superhuman. Ordinary fighters are no match for me at all. Even Hawkeye can't beat me."

"Oh, that's right." Cao Gui suddenly realized that Sitwell had been transformed in the vampire lair before and almost forgot about it.

While the two were talking, the phone rang suddenly, and Sitwell picked it up:

"Sir, we are already in place, and Agent Patton has also brought people here."

"I'll be there in an hour!" Sitwell said in a deep voice.