Marvel’s Big Villain

The night was dark, and the only sound in the empty streets was the sound of burning car wrecks.

With a bow and arrow in hand, Clint carefully aimed at every corner, and listened intently to the voices in his ears.

The street lamps along the way made a buzzing sound, the dim lights flickered, and there was a strange atmosphere in the air.

"Tat Tat Tat..."

Footsteps sounded all around, coming from three different directions.

Clint panicked for a while, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. This feeling of fear hadn't appeared for many years.

On both sides of the main road, in a dark alley, three figures walked out.

Clint was familiar with the appearances of the main members of the Clown Organization, and immediately recognized them as Franklin Clinton, David, and John Wick.

Clint felt a little sad when he saw John.

Since he appeared here, it means that the bartender should have died.

Damn Clown Organization!

Damn Jason!

Thinking of her bold words before she left, Clint was filled with anger.

Before John could get any closer, he turned and shot an arrow at him.

The speed of the arrow is extremely fast, but John's shooting speed is not slow.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out.

An armor-piercing projectile was fired from the muzzle of the gun, hitting the arrow precisely, and the arrow also fell to the ground.

Clint was not annoyed, he put his finger on the button of the war bow, and watched John Wick walk slowly to the place of the broken arrow with a sneer in his heart.

The arrowhead of the arrow is equipped with fifty grams of high explosive, which is more powerful than the explosive power of a grenade, enough to blow up this damned scum to pieces

Clint counts in his head.

three!

two!

one!

When the time was up, he decisively pressed the detonation button.

A second later, the high-explosive arrow at John's feet did not explode.

Clint frowned, and pressed the detonation button again, but the bomb still didn't explode.

On the other side of the road, Franklin laughed and said, "Don't bother, that bomb will never go off."

Clint turned around to look at him, and asked, "You were the one who messed with the car just now?"

Franklin nodded with a smile, and couldn't help showing off: "My superpower is 'electrical appliance control'. I can control any electrical appliance that can operate normally, such as..."

Franklin pointed at the void, and the communicator in Clint's butt pocket rang.

"Very good ability." Clint said with solemn eyes: "Since you dare to tell me about your superpower, it seems that you have the confidence to conquer me."

Franklin spread his hands and said, "Unless you have the ability to escape surrounded by three superpowers."

After saying this, the three of them stopped at the same time, keeping a distance of about 30 meters from Clint to prevent being shot by arrows.

Clint holds a bow and arrow, but is surrounded by three enemies from three directions.

Even he, who has participated in countless dangerous battles, still feels powerless.

I'm in trouble, maybe I really have to explain today.

The four stalemate for a while, and Franklin suddenly suggested: "Three superpowers bully an ordinary person, and spreading the word will insult the reputation of the Clown Organization."

"I propose that you two guess punches, choose one person to fight with him, and it will be over if you win, and you will be on the bench if you lose, how about it?"

Hearing this, David nodded and said, "I agree. Only in this way can the game be fun."

John also nodded and said, "I agree too, but why are two people guessing, don't you play?"

Franklin spread his hands helplessly and said, "I want to too, but I'm sure I can't beat him."

Clint was furious that a level 7 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. was toyed with by these three scumbags as pets.

However, this is a good opportunity for him to escape.

These fools will surely regret their underestimation.

A few seconds later, David won the boxing game.

The other two stepped back a few steps to eat melons and watch the show, leaving space for them to perform.

Clint turned his head and looked at the Asian man in front of him.

David, whose real name is unknown and whose parents are unknown, lived on the streets since he was a child, joined a gang as an adult, and became Jason's subordinate.

A few years later, he left the United States and went to the Middle East as a mercenary. He is a super sharpshooter.

The recorded kill records alone exceeded a thousand people.

Clint glanced at the double guns in David's hands, thinking about how to win this battle.

"Don't think about it, you can't win." David walked forward slowly, full of confidence in his words.

Clint suddenly remembered that the nigger said just now that the three of them are superpowers.

I don't know what this David's super power is.

Clint pulled his bowstring, and the arrow shot towards David's face like a shooting star.

David is a sharpshooter with excellent dynamic vision.

He sneered disdainfully, turned his head slightly, and the arrow whizzed past his ear.

Clint continued to shoot, this time in a triple burst.

The three arrows aimed at three directions and shot rapidly, Clint predicted his position, and this time David couldn't dodge no matter how he tried to dodge.

If you can't avoid it, smash it.

David quickly took out his double guns and fired three times, knocking all three arrows into the air.

He spread his hands and said sarcastically, "A level 7 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. only has this strength?"

Clint frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

This David shoots too fast, and his marksmanship is even higher than that of John Wick.

How to do?

How to do?

Just as Clint struggled to find the way to break the game, David had already lost his patience in playing the game. He thought it would be a thrilling battle, but unexpectedly it was a crush without any suspense.

"It's boring, I won't play anymore. Let me show you my super power at the end."

As soon as the words fell, John and Franklin immediately covered their ears.

David opened his mouth and emitted an ultrasonic wave.

"Ah~~~ah~~~"

A long howl hit, and Clint's body froze instantly, and his head stopped thinking.

The voice was like the singing of the goddess of death, and everyone who heard it felt a heart-wrenching pain.

After a few seconds, David slowly closed his mouth.

Clint fell to his knees with a thump, clutching his beating heart, panting heavily.

David shook his head and said, "The game is over, bring him to the boss."

The two people watching the show also came over, ready to take Clint away.

Suddenly, Clint pulled out an arrow and threw it on the ground.

Just when the three of them were puzzled, he pressed the detonation button on the war bow.

"Not good! He wants to die together!"

The three of them turned pale with fright, and quickly fell backwards to the ground.

boom!

After a muffled sound, thick white smoke emerged from the arrow, enveloping Clint's figure.

"Shit! Tear gas!"

The three of them covered their eyes and noses, and hurried to a place where the air circulated.

"David, what about the others?"

David quickly opened his mouth to activate superpowers, using ultrasonic waves to locate Clint's whereabouts.

A few seconds later, he said slightly sarcastically: "He went where he was supposed to go."

………………

Clint ran into the alley under the cover of tear gas, pressed the emergency button on the communicator, and called for help from the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Then, he switched the arrow to the rope function, and shot an arrow towards the building not far away.

The tail of the arrow turned into a length of rope, and Clint grabbed the rope and quickly climbed up.

When he tried his best to climb to the top of the building and waited quietly for rescue, a dark figure was standing on the edge of the roof, and Jason had been waiting for a long time.

Clint became nervous, stretched his bow and asked, "Who are you!"

When Jason turned around slowly, Clint's eyes widened, and he was about to collapse. A sense of hopeless powerlessness spread in his body.

Fortunately, years of working as an agent had trained his will to be extremely strong, and Clint quickly regained his fighting spirit.

Even if he knew it was a dead end, he still had to make a dash for it.

Let go of your right hand, and with a hissing sound, the arrow shot towards Jason.

Jason raised his hand calmly and grasped the arrow firmly.

good chance!

Overjoyed, Clint immediately hit the detonation button.

The arrow's 50 grams of high explosive was extremely powerful. According to the upper limit of Jason's instantaneous absorption capacity calculated by SHIELD, this arrow was enough to injure him.

boom!

The high-explosive arrow exploded, releasing a ball of fire.

But as soon as the fireball was formed, it quickly began to shrink, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Clint stared dumbfounded.

How is this going?

It stands to reason that Jason can't absorb so much energy?

Could it be that the technicians of S.H.I.E.L.D. made a miscalculation?

Jason threw away the arrow and walked slowly towards him.

Seeing Clint's bewildered expression, Jason couldn't help but sarcastically said, "You people from S.H.I.E.L.D., don't you know how to add, subtract, multiply, and divide?"

"What do you mean?" Clint asked.

Jason said: "It means that numbers are dead, but people are alive."

For a month and a half, Jason has been training his superpowers.

And his idea is to synchronize energy absorption and energy release.

While resisting damage, the energy attached to the body surface absorbs the energy from the outside to supplement the energy consumed by the body surface.

In this way, Jason's combat effectiveness will be increased several times, and he will no longer have to worry about an ordinary explosive killing him.

After more than a month of hard training, Jason finally mastered this skill perfectly.

Now if he wanted to kill him instantly, he would have to use the energy of more than 100 kilograms of TNT explosives to destroy him instantly, otherwise he would be charging his body with energy.

Clint blinked, and Jason, who was more than ten meters away, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Jason didn't do anything, but paused for a second, carefully observing his expression.

Clint's expression was puzzled at first, then his eyes slowly widened, and then he showed a terrified expression.

This expression change is very interesting.

As soon as Clint realized it, Jason grabbed his throat.

Jason held him up high and asked suspiciously, "You're so weak and so stupid. Why did Nick Fury send you undercover?"

Clint's neck was stuck, his face was flushed, and he couldn't speak a word.

But Jason didn't expect his answer either.

He jumped off the roof, and then activated his ability to go to the new stronghold of the Speeding Party.

A dark basement, the walls are covered with various instruments of torture.

Billy sat in a chair, praying restlessly.

Clint was an undercover agent, and it did him a disservice.

He only hoped that Jason would spare his life for the sake of his expertise.

The basement door was pushed open, and Jason walked in carrying Clint.

"Billy, I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself."

He threw Clint to the ground and said, "Put everything you've learned your whole life on him."

Billy was overjoyed, nodded quickly and said, "Don't worry boss, I will definitely make his life worse than death!"

I am afraid that you will say that I am hydrology, so I won’t write the real-time experience value, just know a rough idea!