Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 236

"Steve, are you sure it's a good thing to let Matthew go on his own?"

Rumlow was sitting across from Steve talking, looking a little weird.

He was holding a special cigarette in his left hand, a bottle of vodka in his right hand, and a few cakes and two tea cups on the table.

It is said that it is almost time to eat, and they should not act rashly at this time.

"Hyssin has acquiesced to our approach. Although I don't want to say it, we came as SHIELD personnel."

Steve picked up the 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 wishes.

This is not something pre-arranged, but a work that must be done after arriving here.

Hessin would not easily believe their combat effectiveness, even if he was the famous Captain America.

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

Matthew is a good candidate. Among the current people, Matthew has the strongest fighting power.

Matthew, who was training with Lecco, was only weaker than Rorschach, a talented warrior on the holy mountain.

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

"I am very fortunate to have left the S.H.I.E.L.D. sequence at this time, otherwise it would be my turn to consider these things."

Rumlow took a swig and burped.

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

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

"People always become, and it doesn't seem to be a problem that I want to be at ease after leaving S.H.I.E.L.D."

Rumlow shook his head, then sat up straight.

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

Steve glanced playfully in 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 Maddock. He is smarter than you think."

Rumlow stood up and seemed to be going to rest:

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

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 matters."

Steve gulps the tea from the cup, then picks up his shield and prepares for battle.

Although he still trusts Matthew, this place is Haixin's territory, and he won't pin his hopes on others for things to stop.

Hessing's basement was filled with the smell of burned-out cigars, and the smoke billowing made Matthew want to sneeze.

"Hellboy!"

With the weapon in his hand and in front of him, Matthew was ready to charge.

It wasn't that Hellboy was hostile to him, but that the red figure sitting on the bench holding red wine was putting him under enormous pressure.

It wasn't a matter of good and evil, but the thick smell of death and the chaotic feeling of millions of lives being melted into one.

"Are you, the soldier that day?"

Hellboy was sitting cross-legged across from Akado, and his huge reminder made him not much shorter than Akado even when he sat on the ground.

Hellboy crushed the cigar in his hand, and the cigarette butts and ashes piled up on the ground were already like a small dirt bag.

He was surprised that Matthew would be here.

"who's that person?"

Matthew's face turned towards Akado, who was looking with interest, and asked Hellboy.

It is more appropriate to ask the "acquaintance" of Hellboy rather than directly ask the guy who is full of danger.

"he?"

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

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

Hellboy touched the sawn-off horn 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 the Ghost Rider head-on, and also had the power to defeat him head-on.

Matthew's presence in Helsing would make him somewhat puzzled, but using his brain is not something he is 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 saying something inexplicable.

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

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

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

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

"So you're human! Tell me!"

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

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

"Monster!? Not a demon? Evil can't be said, but kindness is far from yours! How many people have you killed!"

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

His feet have begun to exert force, and the muscles on his slender calf have begun to swell. If it is necessary to fight, Matthew can stab the weapon into Arkado's body in the next moment.

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

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

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

"Who are you!"

The voice of the blade warrior appeared somewhat suddenly at this time, and in an instant, the idea of ​​​​Arkado fighting was dispelled.

He wants a fight, a mortal fight with real humans.

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

This beast is talking about a blade fighter!

"Mixed bastards? You're not here at the right time..."

A chill emanated from Akado's body, and his enthusiasm was completely destroyed.

I saw that his fair 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 popped out of the chamber, and was cut in half by the blade in the blink of an eye with the long silver knife on its back.

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

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

When Akado looked at the blade this time, it was no longer completely full of contempt, but with a hint of admiration.

Pure strength may change due to reasons such as blood, but only technology, that is something that pays for what you get.

Even in the East, the swordsmanship of the blade is enough to be called a swordsman. This kind of power has nothing to do with blood, only the degree of talent and effort.

Akado doesn't hate such guys.

"What's your name? I'm interested in hearing your name. I'm a little surprised that someone like you can appear in the crumbs that have stolen the power of a real vampire."

Akado's tone was high, and in the face of humans, he would maintain a minimum of respect.

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

But in the face of Blade's Edge, which is half blood-sucking, Akado's respect is extremely limited.

So his tone is still high.

"Eric Brooks, who are you?"

Blade's arm trembled slightly, and the bullets fired from that special pistol were not comparable to ordinary warheads.

Splitting that bullet had already made it difficult for him.

Even at this time, he didn't say that he was proud to be nicknamed "Sunwalker". That kind of crushing at the level of life made him feel the fear that he had not seen for a long time.

You must know that even when Father Anderson was nailed to the ground like a fork, there was no such fear in his heart. At that time, he only felt that death was approaching.

And now this sense of fear contained in his body made him feel that he was so strange for the first time.

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

The way Arcador fought showed that he wasn't taking the fight seriously.

"Don't those **** who stole my name even know who I am? Yes, that big **** dare not pass on the truth.

Now that I've had enough, if you want to fight, let's start. "

Akado did not sit back in his chair, but just poured a new glass of red wine and served it up.

"That, Matthew, isn't it, I remember your name is that."

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

He knew the horrors of Arcador better than Matthew and Blade.

Although he didn't know why Arcador maintained a certain level of equality with him, he didn't want a fight in this place.

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

Hellboy didn't want to see the fight happen.

He is very aware of Matthew's level of strength, which is indeed powerful, but compared to the horror of Akado, Matthew is like a gravel hit by the waves.

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

"We arrived here in accordance with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s request, only to seek cooperation for the Hydra that may encounter next. Director Nick Fury should have spoken to your Ms. Integura."

Matthew stood in front of the blade, whose body began to tremble, and the weapons in his hands were placed on both sides of his body.

In any case, the blade is also a temporary teammate with him, and Matthew's stance is very firm towards this veteran of the Roaring Commando and a guy who does not feel any guilt in his body.

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

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

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

But if the battle really started, Arcador would not be able to care about Integura's arrangements, so he simply let Silas feel the power of the strongest among humans.

Alexander Anderson, who I saw before, is also an opponent who can bring excitement and anticipation to Accardo.

Seles is still too young, not even a single blood drink since becoming a vampire.

Silas like this is just a half-assistant in Arcador's mouth.

"Silas, come down. Take your weapon."

Akado called his "daughter" in a way that belonged only to vampires. This kind of call from the superior to the subordinate family can cross the space.

Silas, who received the call, immediately took action with his specially-made large firearm.

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

"I said, why haven't you left? What are you waiting for?"

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

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

Hellboy replied to Arcador in a serious tone.

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

For this reason, he is even willing to compete with an immortal species for endurance.

"When you know, you will naturally know, you are not qualified now."

Akado answered Hellboy in a perfunctory tone, and he didn't have any expectations for Hellboy.

Even if the fully awakened Hellboy had the power to fight him, Arkado didn't expect this at all.

"Only humans can kill monsters."

This is the belief that Akado has insisted on to this day. He is willing to hand over his sinful life in the face of human beings, but he does not want and will not be defeated by another monster.

"Mr. Arcador, can you speak for Ms. Integura?"

Matthew stared at Arkado with godless eyes as if he could see each other.

That constant source of fear allowed Matthew to lock down Arcador's position without any other means.

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

Millions of 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 and greeted Matthew from afar:

"Are you going to try my collection?"

For the first time, 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 still no, I'm not used to drinking that."

Matthew finally put down his guard and hung the weapon on his waist.

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

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

Matthew raised his head and poured down half a can of spirits. This was a graduation gift from Leko. There were only three cans in total.

It was a gift from Bulkasso to Lecco who set out on the journey, but it is a pity that Lecco didn't have time to create a legend.

After receiving the gift, Matthew bought three cases of vodka with his savings and gave it to Leko in return.

Then he threw the remaining half of the jar directly to Arcador.

"Try it, this is my most precious wine."

Matthew's body has adapted to the pressure of this place, and with his performance, a savage and rough aura began to spread from him.

Although it is not comparable to the momentum that Arkado unintentionally released in terms of magnitude, it is enough to just stand here calmly.

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

Akado took the spirits, and poured it into his mouth without grace at all.

The liquor did not leak, but all entered Arkado's stomach.

The burning sensation made Akado let out a long sigh.

"I'm still very concerned about the complexity of your millions of lives fused together."

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

"You'll know by then, isn't that what you came here for?"

Akado finished drinking the spirits in a blink of an eye, and the earthenware pot full of years was placed on the ground.

"Did you know? Blood is the currency of the soul. 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 pale."

Akado looked at Matthew in front of him with a smile and said something strange.

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

This practice was later replaced by the springs of the higher heavens.

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

Matthew had no interest in it at all.

Akado was suspicious.

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

Just a few fleeting images.

But the sense of incompleteness of the soul was lingering, which made him have a feeling called regret.

Akado felt that this must be a very troublesome thing, so he gathered his expression.

A face as calm as a wax figure.

"Master, did you call me?"

Silas appeared in the basement with the long spear on his back, the blond hair tied behind his head and the small fangs at the corner of his mouth a little playful.

The blade fighter looked at Silas for the first time, while Matthew didn't even turn his head.

He doesn't need vision to determine the identity of the other party, and the fact that he can't hear the heartbeat at all has already explained the girl's identity.

vampire!

But Matthew didn't feel the slightest guilt from Silas, and he didn't feel the slightest sense of mixed life.

Apparently Arcador's mixed aura is just an example, at least not every vampire is like that.

"This gentleman needs a fight, and I'm not very 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 pointed a finger at herself silly, like a child seeking confirmation from her "father".

"What's the name of this lady?"

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

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

Arcador called Silas' name, answering Matthew's question.

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

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

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

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

Silas was full of seriousness, the kind of reckless obedience that took Matthew a little by surprise.

"I'll do my best, but I won't aim for your head and your heart."

Matthew nodded to Silas, and then said seriously.

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

Silas had already aimed the barrel at Matthew, and he could shoot directly in the next moment.

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

Even if Silas didn't have a strong melee ability at this time, he could still pose a formidable threat with firearms alone.

"what!"

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

You don't need to keep your hands in the fight against vampires. This attitude was conveyed to Matthew with a cold breath when Arkado spoke.

The sound of "Bang!" ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The sound of gunshots being countless times louder than before echoed in the basement.

Matthew slammed into the massive warhead with his mace, dashing through the flames of the explosion and stabbing the weapon into Silas' belly.

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

A dense circle of blisters appeared on Matthew's body, which was the high temperature generated by the explosion of the medicinal pill.

But Matthew turned his body to the direction that Silas was about to land without realizing it!

"boom!"

Another shot!

Silas adjusted his stance as he was thrown, and fired another shot just before hitting the ceiling!

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