Chapter 143 Bullseye’s Special Operations

Chapter 143 Bullseye’s Special Operations

Outside the Hammer City, there is a riot of flowers.

Eyeball Man's nightclub has a special guest today.

Dark clouds covered the full moon in the sky, and the stars in the sky disappeared at this time. In this strange atmosphere, an old man wearing a windbreaker and a top hat was walking in the dark.

He was once a mercenary hired by Kingpin, and he has fought against most superheroes. Forty-five years have passed, and the skills in his hands are not unfamiliar at all. Now he is a marshal under the Red Skull. He is also the executioner who scares countless people in the wasteland.

He is Bullseye.

Following in the footsteps of Old Barton, Bullseye came to Eyeball Man's nightclub.

Looking at the building in front of him, Bullseye's lips trembled slightly, and his only eye was a little dry. He took a long breath and slowly calmed down his rapid heartbeat.

He's had enough!

He is a warrior, a warrior who yearns to challenge the strong.

He's tired of decades of inaction, he's tired of helping the Red Skull with those chores, he's tired of living without superheroes.

After so many years, no superhero has appeared in the entire wasteland. No one has raised Thor's hammer to declare war on evil. Mr. Fantastic and the Invisible Woman have not been able to come out of the time stream. The descendants of those superheroes Now it has become a waste that is worse than a wild dog on the roadside.

His wanton actions did not cause anyone to stop him. All he got was the emptiness after madness.

but!

It's all finally coming to an end.

After observing the scene where Hawkeye killed the clone, Old Bullseye's heart gradually became hot. Finally, there was finally a superhero, and there was finally someone who could let him taste the beauty of the past.

This was an important moment for Bullseye and the most important fight of his life.

Slowly arriving in front of the colorful door, Bullseye could clearly hear the singing and dancing inside. He believed that the Eyeball Man would tell him the whereabouts of Hawkeye.

When he opened the door, he was greeted by loud music and dazzling lights, causing Bullseye to unconsciously smile.

"Hello, welcome to Ranhua Miyan, please come in."

The enthusiastic waiter took the initiative to greet her. She was a girl wearing Scarlet Witch clothes. She had an excellent figure, and her every move was particularly eye-catching, as if she was a seductive monster.

But for Bullseye, this couldn't make him feel any fluctuation at all.

He raised his head and was about to speak.

The next moment, Bullseye froze on the spot, and the expression on his face instantly froze.

Under the reflection of the light, the girl's darkened face was covered with blood. Her enthusiastic smile was more like an exquisite remains at the moment. The thick blood had long dried up and turned into jet black, clinging to the girl's face. on the skin.

Bullseye only felt that his brain was a little dazed. He subconsciously prepared to capture the opponent, but his heart told him that there was no danger here.

Blinking his eyes rapidly, Bullseye took two steps back silently.

"Sir?" The waitress tilted her head, seeming a little confused about Bullseye's movements.

Bullseye didn't answer. He first raised his hand and covered his mechanical eyeball. The next moment, all the blood stains on the girl's body disappeared, and she turned into a normal girl, waiting enthusiastically. Bullseye's response.

Then, Bullseye put down his hand and slowly closed his eyes.

In an instant, the girl in front of him disappeared. Under the vision of the mechanical eyeball, the originally flickering hall became extremely dim, and everything was covered with a black veil.

Although the music in his ears was still loud, Bullseye felt that it was unusually dead inside.

Lifting his steps, Bullseye walked in without any obstruction.

You can't see your fingers in the hall, but Bullseye, who has a mechanical eyeball with night vision function, has not lost his field of vision. Dozens of corpses are lying scattered in the hall, which is dazzled by flowers. They maintain the posture of their lives stiffly, and they are no longer there. Take a breath.

The mechanical eyeballs were blocked again, and the dazzling lights appeared again. On the stage, beautiful girls were pole dancing to the dynamic beat, showing off their charm wantonly.

Under the stage, drunken mercenaries were gathered in groups, and bursts of laughter were heard from time to time. The entire nightclub was in a cheerful atmosphere.

Taking off his hand, a scene of dead bodies came into view again.

Bullseye's heart moved, and he was sure that he had entered an illusion at this time, where someone slaughtered everyone present, and then left magic runes behind, keeping the place as it was before.

Originally, he was still speculating whether this place might be the work of Mysterio's hallucinogenic machine, but he quickly rejected this conjecture.

Worried that Mysterio would use the same method as Wolverine to attack him, Red Skull secretly executed Mysterio early in the morning, and all the things in his hands were completely destroyed by Hydra. There would be absolutely no trace of anything. legacy.

Moreover, Mysterio's phantom belongs to technology. Strictly speaking, it can completely deceive his mechanical eyeballs, but the environment here is different. The illusion for ordinary people is more like the product of magic or witchcraft.

'Magic'

Bullseye was playing with a coin he saw on the table, feeling a little curious in his heart.

It stands to reason that magic should not exist in the area controlled by the Red Skull. Even those pagans who study and worship black magic usually hide in the mountains and forests. No one should be so bold and dare to do it in the city so far away. It's only right to start from such a close place.

Moving his footsteps, Bullseye inspected the blood-stained scene. His brain was spinning rapidly, trying to reconstruct the events of the murder.

' His eyes were empty and his expression was dull. He was killed suddenly, but the method of killing was a cut rather than a gunshot wound. This shows that the attacker's movements were very fast, so fast that he could not make any reaction at all, and the attacker The route is.'

Bullseye turned his head slightly, changed his gaze, and then followed the trail of blood until it reached the table in a corner.

'That's where the attacker is.'

Lowering his head, what came into view was a strong man who was torn in half. He was torn apart by a huge force. His upper body was not far from the door, but his lower body was five meters away.

'The attacker was very powerful, much more powerful than I imagined. This should not be the work of the same person, but there is no way of confirming this. Maybe his ability is better. ’

There were more clues at the scene than Bullseye had expected. The perpetrator did not seem to have any intention of hiding himself. In other words, the other party felt that the magic left here was enough to deal with other people. After all, there were all old customers here and the flow of people was not large. .

After walking and walking, Bullseye paused again in front of a corpse that was electrocuted into charcoal.

His fingers lightly touched the surface of the corpse, and then he crushed some black substance, put it in front of his nose and smelled it. The pungent smell penetrated into the nasal cavity, sobering up Bullseye's brain a lot. .

‘High-voltage current. But it’s not natural thunder and lightning. It should rule out Thor’s hammer or magic. Compared with these supernatural and strange abilities, this is more like a technological product? ’