An unfamiliar sound came from his ears, accompanied by the cold air, rushing from the soles of his feet to the sky spirit cover. The agents jumped up and held their weapons tightly and looked at the source of the sound.
If you remember correctly, there should be no one on the spacecraft.
In the shadow, Russell stepped out, with a nuclear-kind smile on his face, and the shadow under his feet merged with the darkness, as if it appeared out of thin air across space.
Who are you……
Let me introduce myself, I am from hell.
Russell interrupted directly. In order to prevent accidental injury, he slapped everyone off the weapon, pointed to Colson on the ground and said: This gentleman is on the list and is the focus of his attention. I came here to take away his soul in case he escaped from prison again.
Colson died once or twice, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a regular offender. The agents knew it well, and he immediately became busy after hearing Russell's words.
I don't believe it, he should go to heaven!
That's right, Colson is a good person.
……
Whether you are a good person is not up to you.
Russell shook his head and said bluntly: I am ruthless. I can say very responsibly, don’t fantasize about the future. Everyone present is destined to go to hell, and none of them is qualified to go to heaven.
After saying that, Russell waved his hand to disperse them, and walked to Colson's 'corpse', regardless of the agents' reaction.
Please wait a moment, he is not dead yet, and he can still be rescued.
How is it possible? It's so dead.
Russell squatted down, took out a medical thermometer and inserted it into Colson's mouth, pulled it out after a second, and broke it in front of the agents: Look, the thermometer is 90 degrees, and it is no help.
…… xN
The agents had stiff expressions. It turned out that this was how the thermometer of Hell was used. This... this is not scientific at all!
Cough, cough cough...
Just when the scene was cold, Colson suddenly scammered his body and curled up and coughed violently.
Tsk, it's so troublesome, just like a cockroach.
Russell curled his lips, took out the sand eagle from behind, aimed at Colson's forehead and forced it away.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the spacecraft shook, and the bullets that were out of the cavity rubbed against Colson's forehead...
Got it wrong.
Russell looked aside with dissatisfaction, put away his pistol, and recited the lines according to the script: I have a great life, I have no choice but to go through the process and wait for a while.
Seeing Russell standing in the corner and blending with the shadows, the spaceship was in chaos, and the agents helped Colson up, confirming that the shock just now was affected by the battle between Daisy and Wanli King.
To be precise, Daisy was beaten in a bad state, and a shock wave failed to hit Wanli King, but hit the spaceship that was forced to land on the ground.
The situation was severe. Colson, who had just survived, immediately stepped on his job and directed the agents... he thought of a solution. Although his hope was slim, he was responsible for saving the earth and must not give up until the last moment.
Wouldn't it be nice to call the Avengers, but Chicago is not far from New York anyway, and from the map, it's just that little distance.
Seeing a group of people sweating profusely, Russell couldn't help but twitch and raised his hand to compare the fingertips.
…… xN
The agents looked at the shadow and found that Russell was still in dissipation. They swallowed hard, but Colson's eyes lit up, and he pursed his lips and walked forward a few steps.
Don't talk, I know what you want to say, but that's impossible...
Before Colson could speak, Russell spoke directly: The soul is the currency of hell, and fear is the food of the devil. War, death, killing, etc. are the better for me. I have no obligation or reason to stop the guys outside.
I know, I don't expect the devil to save the world.
Colson showed an honest smile, modest but confident: But I heard that the devil likes to trade with people, and I don’t know if I have the qualifications.
Interesting, dare to take the initiative to make a deal with me!
Russell touched his chin, looked up and down at Colson, and then slowly said: It was not possible, after all, you don’t have much time, and it makes no sense to trade with you. I just need to wait for a moment, your soul is mine.
But what?
A glimmer of light flashed in Colson's eyes, glad that Russell's words were still turning around.
But I am in a good mood today and can make a trade with you, using your soul as a bargaining chip...
Russell stepped out of the darkness, and a black light flashed in his eyes: Think clearly, you don’t even know who I am. Once the contract is signed, your soul will be enslaved by me forever. It will be too late to regret it.
I won't regret it, where the contract is, I want to exchange for the power to defeat Talbot.
Colson hurriedly spoke out, and in a few days he had a good life to exchange for a chance to save the earth. This business was not at a loss no matter how he looked at it. What he was afraid of was that Russell regretted it.
Hehehe...
Russell took out a stack of A4 paper-printed contracts from behind his butt, and fell into Colson's thick stack, with a height of more than 1.5 meters, making his legs weak.
This contract is so thick.
Even though the situation was critical, Colson still complained about the exaggerated contract letter.
It's OK, this is just a contract catalog, the original is longer, if you want to read it, I can...
No, just tell me where to sign?
Colson was sweating profusely when he heard this. Even though he knew there was something wrong with the contract, he still jumped into the pit.
The catalogue is 1.5 meters long, and the original book starts at least 10 meters long. I really sat down and looked at it carefully. Daisy was beaten to death a hundred times, so he didn't have this free time.
Russell took out a pen and handed it over: On the first page, the second line, I saw that the column "Victim" was missing, just sign it there.
Colson: …
This is too direct, so can't it be more tactful, such as Party B or something.
The agents winked desperately, and Colson pretended not to see it, signed the name, and then felt relieved.
Bang!
Russell smiled and snapped his fingers. After the contract disappeared out of thin air, he said with a kind look: The contract is established, your soul belongs to me. Now, let’s talk about what kind of power you want?
As long as you can defeat Talbot, it's OK!
Colson hurriedly said, "He doesn't pick on it."
Don't worry, I took a look at the future. There is still 40 seconds left before the countdown of the Zhenbo girl being beaten to death, and there is plenty of time.
Russell did not hurry and waved his hand to project the light curtain in front of him, pointing to the three items one by one: The first is the incomplete power of the Phoenix Huáng, and the holder can barely explode the parallel universe; the second is the Infinite Glove, which comes with six Infinite Gems. Note that this is the enhanced version of the multiverse, and the holder can kill the five gods of the universe in seconds; the third is the Heart of the Universe, which can control the omnipotent universe, and the Life Court has to kneel down even when it comes...
Oh, you don't know about the Court of Life?That...how can you say, all the known and unknown managers are quite awesome guys who can't take my thoughts.
Colson's eyelids twitched wildly, and a question leaped into his heart. He swallowed hard and asked out his doubts.
You, who are you?
My words, when I took office some time ago, I came to the multiverse. You should have heard of it...
Russell looked straight at Colson, and the bloodline on his lips curled up and said: Satan, don’t think too much, the Satan in the literal sense.
Gudu!xN
The agents swallowed collectively, and Colson's face turned pale. At this moment, he felt a little regretful.
There is not much time left, don’t stand stupidly, your daughter will be gone if you don’t go.
Russell raised his hand and slapped the broken Feng Huáng into Colson's body, and then threw him out of the spacecraft. After a little violence, half of the spacecraft's hull was gone.
Everyone, who else wants to sign a contract?Write a name by hand and instantly become a cosmic god!
Russell: ✧(≖ ◡ ≖✿)
Agents: ┐(TT)(TT)ノ
The agents looked left and right, shed tears of weak and helplessness. The real big devil was right in front of him, and the Wanli King outside was not scary at all.
Colson didn't let the agents wait for a long time. As soon as tears came out, he walked back with Daisy on the other side, with his expression... shocked, and he punched straight, and before he could exert force, King Wanli died.
To be accurate, he just raised his hand and hadn't hit it yet. Wanli King was like a deflated ball, and Ah died in an instant.
It's so fake. Not to mention chicken legs, there is no chicken feather like this.
That's right, just as you think, he died when he was in outer space, because I was controlling his body.
Russell gave a kind explanation and said maliciously: Let him add a scene to make you willingly sign the contract. After all, it is a devil. You can't break the rules. You still have to go the process if you should go.
For, why?
Colson asked in a trembling voice, the power inside him made him feel that he could do everything. Thanos was just a younger brother in front of him, but reason told him that all resistance was futile.
The reason is that SHIELD, which you led the reorganization, eliminated Hydra!
What is this reason? It's just a Hydra...
Oh, didn't I say it?
Russell grinned: Apart from Satan, I am also the leader of Hydra. If you kill all the Hydras in this parallel universe, I am very embarrassed!
…… xN
Be familiar with the power of Feng Huáng in your body. There is no need to worry about your lifespan. If I don’t nod, it’s hard for you to die.
Russell turned around and merged into the darkness, turned around and smiled deeply: Next time I will send my Hydra army to conduct a plane invasion. The leader is Hydra captain Steve Rogers, a bloody and inhuman executioner who slaughtered hundreds of earths, and you will like him.
…… xN
After harming the honest man, Russell decided to deal with him in the same way as Bruce, that is, to leave it for a while, and wait until his hairline is more touching, and then let the unknown Steve lead the team to the court.
I'm looking forward to it if I think about it!
No bragging or being slandered, there is something to say, Russell believes that he has no opponent in this regard.
Where to go next?
Russell muttered to himself, thinking of a white-bearded Maiya, his eyes lit up suddenly.
If you remember correctly, there should be no one on the spacecraft.
In the shadow, Russell stepped out, with a nuclear-kind smile on his face, and the shadow under his feet merged with the darkness, as if it appeared out of thin air across space.
Who are you……
Let me introduce myself, I am from hell.
Russell interrupted directly. In order to prevent accidental injury, he slapped everyone off the weapon, pointed to Colson on the ground and said: This gentleman is on the list and is the focus of his attention. I came here to take away his soul in case he escaped from prison again.
Colson died once or twice, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a regular offender. The agents knew it well, and he immediately became busy after hearing Russell's words.
I don't believe it, he should go to heaven!
That's right, Colson is a good person.
……
Whether you are a good person is not up to you.
Russell shook his head and said bluntly: I am ruthless. I can say very responsibly, don’t fantasize about the future. Everyone present is destined to go to hell, and none of them is qualified to go to heaven.
After saying that, Russell waved his hand to disperse them, and walked to Colson's 'corpse', regardless of the agents' reaction.
Please wait a moment, he is not dead yet, and he can still be rescued.
How is it possible? It's so dead.
Russell squatted down, took out a medical thermometer and inserted it into Colson's mouth, pulled it out after a second, and broke it in front of the agents: Look, the thermometer is 90 degrees, and it is no help.
…… xN
The agents had stiff expressions. It turned out that this was how the thermometer of Hell was used. This... this is not scientific at all!
Cough, cough cough...
Just when the scene was cold, Colson suddenly scammered his body and curled up and coughed violently.
Tsk, it's so troublesome, just like a cockroach.
Russell curled his lips, took out the sand eagle from behind, aimed at Colson's forehead and forced it away.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the spacecraft shook, and the bullets that were out of the cavity rubbed against Colson's forehead...
Got it wrong.
Russell looked aside with dissatisfaction, put away his pistol, and recited the lines according to the script: I have a great life, I have no choice but to go through the process and wait for a while.
Seeing Russell standing in the corner and blending with the shadows, the spaceship was in chaos, and the agents helped Colson up, confirming that the shock just now was affected by the battle between Daisy and Wanli King.
To be precise, Daisy was beaten in a bad state, and a shock wave failed to hit Wanli King, but hit the spaceship that was forced to land on the ground.
The situation was severe. Colson, who had just survived, immediately stepped on his job and directed the agents... he thought of a solution. Although his hope was slim, he was responsible for saving the earth and must not give up until the last moment.
Wouldn't it be nice to call the Avengers, but Chicago is not far from New York anyway, and from the map, it's just that little distance.
Seeing a group of people sweating profusely, Russell couldn't help but twitch and raised his hand to compare the fingertips.
…… xN
The agents looked at the shadow and found that Russell was still in dissipation. They swallowed hard, but Colson's eyes lit up, and he pursed his lips and walked forward a few steps.
Don't talk, I know what you want to say, but that's impossible...
Before Colson could speak, Russell spoke directly: The soul is the currency of hell, and fear is the food of the devil. War, death, killing, etc. are the better for me. I have no obligation or reason to stop the guys outside.
I know, I don't expect the devil to save the world.
Colson showed an honest smile, modest but confident: But I heard that the devil likes to trade with people, and I don’t know if I have the qualifications.
Interesting, dare to take the initiative to make a deal with me!
Russell touched his chin, looked up and down at Colson, and then slowly said: It was not possible, after all, you don’t have much time, and it makes no sense to trade with you. I just need to wait for a moment, your soul is mine.
But what?
A glimmer of light flashed in Colson's eyes, glad that Russell's words were still turning around.
But I am in a good mood today and can make a trade with you, using your soul as a bargaining chip...
Russell stepped out of the darkness, and a black light flashed in his eyes: Think clearly, you don’t even know who I am. Once the contract is signed, your soul will be enslaved by me forever. It will be too late to regret it.
I won't regret it, where the contract is, I want to exchange for the power to defeat Talbot.
Colson hurriedly spoke out, and in a few days he had a good life to exchange for a chance to save the earth. This business was not at a loss no matter how he looked at it. What he was afraid of was that Russell regretted it.
Hehehe...
Russell took out a stack of A4 paper-printed contracts from behind his butt, and fell into Colson's thick stack, with a height of more than 1.5 meters, making his legs weak.
This contract is so thick.
Even though the situation was critical, Colson still complained about the exaggerated contract letter.
It's OK, this is just a contract catalog, the original is longer, if you want to read it, I can...
No, just tell me where to sign?
Colson was sweating profusely when he heard this. Even though he knew there was something wrong with the contract, he still jumped into the pit.
The catalogue is 1.5 meters long, and the original book starts at least 10 meters long. I really sat down and looked at it carefully. Daisy was beaten to death a hundred times, so he didn't have this free time.
Russell took out a pen and handed it over: On the first page, the second line, I saw that the column "Victim" was missing, just sign it there.
Colson: …
This is too direct, so can't it be more tactful, such as Party B or something.
The agents winked desperately, and Colson pretended not to see it, signed the name, and then felt relieved.
Bang!
Russell smiled and snapped his fingers. After the contract disappeared out of thin air, he said with a kind look: The contract is established, your soul belongs to me. Now, let’s talk about what kind of power you want?
As long as you can defeat Talbot, it's OK!
Colson hurriedly said, "He doesn't pick on it."
Don't worry, I took a look at the future. There is still 40 seconds left before the countdown of the Zhenbo girl being beaten to death, and there is plenty of time.
Russell did not hurry and waved his hand to project the light curtain in front of him, pointing to the three items one by one: The first is the incomplete power of the Phoenix Huáng, and the holder can barely explode the parallel universe; the second is the Infinite Glove, which comes with six Infinite Gems. Note that this is the enhanced version of the multiverse, and the holder can kill the five gods of the universe in seconds; the third is the Heart of the Universe, which can control the omnipotent universe, and the Life Court has to kneel down even when it comes...
Oh, you don't know about the Court of Life?That...how can you say, all the known and unknown managers are quite awesome guys who can't take my thoughts.
Colson's eyelids twitched wildly, and a question leaped into his heart. He swallowed hard and asked out his doubts.
You, who are you?
My words, when I took office some time ago, I came to the multiverse. You should have heard of it...
Russell looked straight at Colson, and the bloodline on his lips curled up and said: Satan, don’t think too much, the Satan in the literal sense.
Gudu!xN
The agents swallowed collectively, and Colson's face turned pale. At this moment, he felt a little regretful.
There is not much time left, don’t stand stupidly, your daughter will be gone if you don’t go.
Russell raised his hand and slapped the broken Feng Huáng into Colson's body, and then threw him out of the spacecraft. After a little violence, half of the spacecraft's hull was gone.
Everyone, who else wants to sign a contract?Write a name by hand and instantly become a cosmic god!
Russell: ✧(≖ ◡ ≖✿)
Agents: ┐(TT)(TT)ノ
The agents looked left and right, shed tears of weak and helplessness. The real big devil was right in front of him, and the Wanli King outside was not scary at all.
Colson didn't let the agents wait for a long time. As soon as tears came out, he walked back with Daisy on the other side, with his expression... shocked, and he punched straight, and before he could exert force, King Wanli died.
To be accurate, he just raised his hand and hadn't hit it yet. Wanli King was like a deflated ball, and Ah died in an instant.
It's so fake. Not to mention chicken legs, there is no chicken feather like this.
That's right, just as you think, he died when he was in outer space, because I was controlling his body.
Russell gave a kind explanation and said maliciously: Let him add a scene to make you willingly sign the contract. After all, it is a devil. You can't break the rules. You still have to go the process if you should go.
For, why?
Colson asked in a trembling voice, the power inside him made him feel that he could do everything. Thanos was just a younger brother in front of him, but reason told him that all resistance was futile.
The reason is that SHIELD, which you led the reorganization, eliminated Hydra!
What is this reason? It's just a Hydra...
Oh, didn't I say it?
Russell grinned: Apart from Satan, I am also the leader of Hydra. If you kill all the Hydras in this parallel universe, I am very embarrassed!
…… xN
Be familiar with the power of Feng Huáng in your body. There is no need to worry about your lifespan. If I don’t nod, it’s hard for you to die.
Russell turned around and merged into the darkness, turned around and smiled deeply: Next time I will send my Hydra army to conduct a plane invasion. The leader is Hydra captain Steve Rogers, a bloody and inhuman executioner who slaughtered hundreds of earths, and you will like him.
…… xN
After harming the honest man, Russell decided to deal with him in the same way as Bruce, that is, to leave it for a while, and wait until his hairline is more touching, and then let the unknown Steve lead the team to the court.
I'm looking forward to it if I think about it!
No bragging or being slandered, there is something to say, Russell believes that he has no opponent in this regard.
Where to go next?
Russell muttered to himself, thinking of a white-bearded Maiya, his eyes lit up suddenly.
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