78 MUP: Chapter 77. Striking
In the dim light, Kingpin was holding his cane. His huge body was shrouded in darkness, looking mysterious and scary.
However, his expression at the moment wasn't very pleasant.
The men on the side noticed Kingpin's gloomy face. They subconsciously took a step back and gulped.
In the hall of the Hand's base, surrounded by dozens of ninjas and gang members, an old man with only a few strands of hair on his head, wearing a tattered undershirt and light blue slippers, was reading a newspaper with his legs crossed.
It seems that everything in front of him had no effect on him.
With a low tone, Kingpin coldly asked, "Are you sure you didn't get the wrong person?"
Madame Gao's old face looked a little embarrassed. She coughed, walked up to the Beast, and asked in a hoarse voice, "I heard that you are the legendary ultimate king of killers, The Beast?"
The old man lowered the newspaper in his hand and carelessly replied, "It's just a made-up name."
Bullseye winked, and a muscle-covered lackey came out of the crowd of minions. He approached the Beast and looked at the thin old man. His expression was full of contempt, "Old man, who do you think you are? You wanna get killed? "
"Who are you?"
Bang --
Having joined a gang, what kind of good nature could a lackey like him have? He recklessly let his anger out and swung his fist at the old man's face.
Seeing the old man getting hit, Madame Gao couldn't help but frown.
Even Bullseye, seeing this scene, couldn't help wondering if he had made a mistake.
Straightening his head, the old guy looked muscular man in front of him. The Beast raised his eyebrows contemptuously, "Look at you, all muscle, no power. You still have the nerve to be in a gang? "
The Beast's remarks angered the lackey. He turned to look at Kingpin behind him, saw Kingpin slightly nod, and then pulled out a gun and aimed it at the Beast's head.
However, in the next second, the lackey felt that his hand was empty. The old man had actually taken the gun from his hand.
The burly lackey retreated in horror. The ninjas and men around him took out their swords and guns.
The Beast laughed.
He pointed the gun at Kingpin. In the next moment, countless guns spewed bullets. However ...
The Beast had turned into an afterimage. His hand waved in the air.
As the sound of gunfire stopped, the Beast sat down in another chair not too far away and laughed.
As he stretched his hand out, people could hear the tinkling of bullets falling to the floor.
"In the world of martial arts, speed defines the winner!"
[Reputation points from Madame Gao +265]
[Reputation points from Kingpin +195]
[Reputation points from Bullseye +275]
[Reputation points from the Hand's ninja +2]
...
Because of the Purple Man's incident, the Defenders had to spend more time recuperating from their injuries and adjusting their state.
A few days later, Matt, who had recovered, couldn't wait to get into the action with the rest of the Defenders. If the Hand stayed in Hell's Kitchen for even one more day, he would feel worried. Especially since they still didn't know why the Hand was in New York.
Following leads, they found one of the Hand's bases.
During the battle, Matt was keenly aware of something different.
"Guys, why do I feel like they're different from usual today?"
Flying in mid-air, Jessica also felt something odd.
"Are they giving up?"
Luke Cage raised his hand to grab the muzzle of a gun aimed at him. He forcefully twisted it and smashed the owner of the gun with it. After taking a deep breath, he spoke up.
"No, it's not giving up, it's more like they are stalling for time."
Matt shook his head and swung the guide stick in his hand to strike a ninja in the stomach. At the same time, he swiftly swept across the floor to knock his opponent to the ground while speaking...
"Stalling for time? You think they have some kind of secret weapon?" Falling from the air, lifting her foot and kicking away a gang of thugs, Jessica raised her eyebrows and asked back. She turned to Wesley, a little further away, complaining, "Can't you take part in our discussion?"
The flying bullets drew a perfect arc in the air and struck a ninja. Wesley silently replaced the magazine in his hand and spoke as needed, "Fighting. Concentrate."
"Okay, forget I said that."
Seeing that, Jessica shrugged her shoulders with a helpless look.
"In short, be careful, everyone."
A growing sense of unease in Matt's heart caused him to speak up and warn the Defenders.
Noticing Matt's stony expression, Jessica also collected the expression on her face and nodded her head to express her understanding.
...
"Bullseye is coming."
After the fierce battle, the number of ninjas and gang members was getting smaller and smaller.
At that moment, Matt sensed the familiar cracking sound in the air and warned the others.
"Same game plan."
In mid-air, Jessica said so without looking back.
The so-called game plan, of course, was for Wesley to step in and keep Bullseye at bay.
With a slight nod, Wesley instantly whipped his gun out in a graceful arc.
However, in the face of Wesley's [Curved Ballistics], Bullseye, uncharacteristically, neither blocked nor dodged but stood firmly in place.
"What's going on?"
Not far away, while fighting, Luke saw the scene. He couldn't help but freeze, forgetting to counterattack. A ninja took the chance to slash his sword at him.
Luke raised his hand and smashed down, directly reducing the ninja's height by a full 10 centimetres. Luke couldn't help but speak up, "Did he suddenly surrender?"
Seeing that the curved bullet was about to hit Bullseye's head, Wesley slightly frowned.
Just then, an arm reached out from behind Bullseye's back and gently caught the flying bullet.
[Reputation points from Jessica Jones +110]
[Reputation points from Luke Cage +120]
"Are these the people you were talking about?"
Releasing his fingers, he dropped the bullet in his hand to the ground. The Beast, dressed in a suit, came out from behind Bullseye's back. He glanced at the Defenders, raised his eyebrows, and said, "With all due respect, none of them is worthy enough for me to raise my hand."
If possible, Ryan would actually like to see the scene where he didn't make a move, and Bullseye gets his head blown off.
Helpless, the situation didn't allow it. In order to convince people of his character, he had to come out and act this time.
"Who is that guy? He looks like some guy off the streets."
Landing down, Jessica approached Matt and asked.
"I don't know. But I can feel he's dangerous."
"He caught my bullet with two fingers." Wesley backed up to the two with a grim expression.
"Oh, you can talk? " Although seeing someone catch a bullet with their bare hands was shocking, each member of the Defenders had some extraordinary abilities, so Jessica wasn't deterred by it, "Okay, I admit, the whole catching bullets with your hand is kindda cool, but we also have a bulletproof guy here."
"Don't worry too much. It's four against one here."
"More like a group of them against the four of us." Luke doused some cold water on her confidence.
