FBI: Chapter 222/223

Chapter 222: Coulson’s Team Was Attacked!

"You have quite a temper, nothing like the ideal idol recorded in the Captain America Memorial Museum."

"An ideal idol can't tear apart your shameless Nazi father and throw him into a cesspit." The Captain mocked, slowly approaching the other party. "Judging by your age, you must be a clone created from Red Skull's cells, right? That sounds like something HYDRA would do."

"No, no, no, dear Captain, you guessed wrong. I'm not a clone, but Father's biological daughter…" The red-haired girl jumped off the wall, stretching her graceful figure. "Oh, by the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Sinthea Shmidt, but of course, I prefer to be called Sin."

"Sin? As in Sin? Truly Red Skull's daughter."

The Captain had only spoken half a sentence when he took a running start and hurled his shield at Sin's head.

His words were mixed with a sneak attack, which was dishonorable but very practical.

However, Sin seemed to have anticipated this, performing a backflip to dodge the Vibranium shield's impact.

Then she quickly turned around, reaching out to catch the shield as it bounced off the wall at an angle that defied physics.

"Father was right, your shield definitely has some unscientific elements!" Sin exclaimed exaggeratedly, fastening the shield to her arm. "Thank you, Uncle Rogers, I really like this gift."

"You like it? That's good."

The Captain smiled brightly, but the bulging veins on his temples betrayed the anger in his heart.

"I hope you don't cry too loudly later, my dear little niece."

…

"Captain? Captain!?" Coulson called into the communicator a few times, a little anxious. "The Captain must have encountered an enemy… but what does 'acquaintance's daughter' mean?"

"Most importantly, how does the Captain, an old man frozen for nearly a hundred years, have any acquaintances?"

Skye had just complained when she suddenly sensed a small but violent tremor appearing not far away.

As her abilities gradually strengthened, in addition to being able to create vibrations, she also began to perceive other vibrations within a certain distance.

And the tremor just now was, a gun.

"Coulson! May! Get down!"

Skye shouted, quickly sending a shockwave in the direction of the abnormal vibration.

As several large trees in front of them were shattered, several bullets fell to the ground, clinking as they collided.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap."

A man and a woman jumped down from a more distant tree upon hearing the sound.

Coulson got up from the ground, frowning at the man.

If he hadn't mistaken him…

"Floyd Lawton, Deadshot… weren't you executed by lethal injection?"

"Unfortunately, the American Government you speak of prefers to have a living Deadshot."

Deadshot wore a strange helmet, and his right eye had a red scope.

Coulson instinctively looked at May.

He remembered clearly, Deadshot was captured by her personally.

Sure enough, May's usually cool and expressionless face showed a rare look of shock.

What could be more unsettling than someone you personally captured, who was executed right under your nose, reappearing alive and kicking to obstruct your mission?

"…It doesn't matter. If I could catch him once, I can catch him a second time."

Seeing this, Deadshot unhesitatingly ran into the park.

May chased after him without hesitation.

But the red-haired woman next to Deadshot seemed not to care about him at all, even stepping aside to let May pass smoothly.

"Coulson, go help May! This woman is mine!"

Skye nodded at Coulson. It was inevitable that May would be emotionally affected by this situation, so it was best for him to support her.

Coulson naturally understood this and, considering Skye's significantly enhanced abilities after receiving Dante's gift, he felt relatively at ease.

So he chased in May's direction.

And at this moment, only Skye and the red-haired woman remained.

"Skye? That's your name, isn't it?"

The woman's voice was gentle and full of maternal warmth.

Even her gaze held affection.

Skye couldn't help but frown.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

"Oh, dear little girl, I know everything about you." The red-haired woman stepped forward, showing no sign of aggression. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Medusa, the Queen of the Inhumans, and also… your Queen."

"Excuse me, big sister." Skye took a few steps back, adopting a fighting stance. "I don't quite understand what Inhumans are, but I only know, I am not a citizen of some feudal superpower nation."

"That's irrelevant. As long as you are Inhumans, you are my people. And, don't you want to know about your parents? I'm not talking about Coulson and May, who have taken good care of you, but your biological parents."

After she finished speaking, her fiery red hair suddenly spread wildly, instantly binding Skye completely.

"I won't hurt you, but you'd best not resist."

"Big sister just hopes you'll be well-behaved while I tell you a story."

…

"Why is everyone silent on the comms? What's happening?" Oliver frowned slightly.

"Who knows, but from the Captain's call just now, they must have all encountered enemies."

"Then we need to be careful too. There might be more enemies…"

Before Oliver could finish speaking, he saw a red object rapidly falling from mid-air.

"Motherfucker! That's Red Hulk!" Wade cursed, kicking Oliver aside.

Then he performed several consecutive leaps to hide in another tree.

Before Oliver could curse back, several black arrows sliced through the air, heading straight for his head.

The exquisite archery even accounted for his falling speed. These three arrows would surely hit his forehead, heart, and groin.

So Oliver unhesitatingly drew his longbow, Star Fury, and three energy arrows shot out swiftly, arriving first to pulverize the three black arrows.

Then he fell to the ground, shaken but unharmed.

He looked up and saw a familiar face…

"Malcolm Merlyn? I remember telling you to get out of this country, or next time it would be your death!"

"Oliver, I promise, this is not personal, merely business."

Malcolm removed his hood, smiling politely.

"To keep Thea from losing another brother, I will go easy on you."

(To be continued.)

Chapter 223: Lightning Blending with Yellow and Blue!

"Show mercy? Malcolm, how dare you even bring up mercy to me?"

"Back then in Star City, you wanted to cut off the entire lower district from the so-called upper district without a word, and even directly buried earthquake generators in the lower district, preparing to let an entire district of ordinary people be buried with your wife, right?"

"What I hate most is guys like you who always have excuses!"

"Your wife died, and instead of seeking revenge on the guy who killed her, you went after the entire lower district?"

"Your shitty logic, I'm really afraid it'll be inherited by Thea."

Oliver had dealt with Merlyn for a long time.

But cursing him out so directly was a first.

Oliver himself wasn't the sharp-tongued, joke-spouting type, but Merlyn's three arrows just now really pissed him off.

Damn it, what kind of good person aims at the glabella, heart, and groin simultaneously?

Just thinking about it makes him angry!

So he unhesitatingly drew Star Fury, and a magic arrow shot toward Malcolm.

Malcolm tilted his head slightly and dodged the arrow.

Then, just as he was about to open his mouth to mock, the intuition he had honed over many years in the League of Assassins told him…

Run!

Sure enough, the moment he ducked, the magic arrow behind him exploded violently, turning into a sky full of stars.

Malcolm broke out in a cold sweat.

If he had been even half a second slower just now, he would have been seriously injured by that explosive force.

"What kind of ability is this? How come I didn't know you became a metahuman?"

"Metahuman? You still overestimate me, I'm still just an ordinary person." Although Oliver said he was an ordinary person, in reality, after possessing Star Fury, his ranged firepower was no worse than Tony Stark's mechs.

His only drawback might be his low defense.

"…But that's fine, this way I don't need to show mercy."

"Even for me, this kind of thing is too difficult."

Malcolm said, finally revealing the sinister cold smile Oliver was familiar with.

The real battle had only just begun.

…

"Cough, cough, cough! Damn the American Government, I really want to stab you two! Interfering with the Federal Bureau of Investigation's work, you really think your lives are too tough, don't you?"

"Wade, you talk too much."

"Slade, stop talking to me like that hypocritically! You're the legendary figure 'Deathstroke' in the underground World, your crappy name, without a thirty-year-old case of chuunibyou, you really couldn't come up with it!"

"Hmph, 'Deadpool' isn't a great name either."

"Dear cousin, we've been at odds since we were young, our positions always opposite. I didn't expect that even our workplaces after growing up would be opposing."

Wade Wilson and Slade Wilson.

"Deadpool" and "Deathstroke."

Even the weapons constantly clashing in their hands were both dual blades.

Wade had the advantage of superior weapon material.

And Slade, due to the Mirakuru in his body, had long since easily surpassed human physical limits.

So the stance presented was a stalemate.

But Wade hadn't forgotten that there was also a Red Hulk nearby!

So he deliberately feigned an opening, and was sent flying backward by a slash from Slade, falling beside Oliver.

Of course, the price Slade paid for this was that his two blades snapped.

"Hmph, your Federal Bureau of Investigation's supplies are really abundant."

Slade snorted coldly, casually tossing the broken dual blades to the ground.

As the Captain of Suicide Squad Alpha, Slade said to the Red Hulk beside him:

"General Ross, what are you waiting for? You haven't made a move since the beginning."

"Slade, I advise you to be more polite when you speak." The Red Hulk's red eyes glanced at him. "My rank is higher than Amanda Waller's, joining this damn Suicide Squad is just to not waste my abilities, it doesn't mean you can ride roughshod over me."

The Red Hulk, also known as General Ross, although somewhat displeased with Slade, after saying this, clenched his fists and walked toward Oliver and Wade who had fallen together.

As a U.S. General, the missions that needed to be completed still had to be completed.

However, he could do so without being so ruthless.

General Ross still had a conscience, knowing who had rescued him from HYDRA's clutches and who had helped him break free from HYDRA's brainwashing.

"Oliver Queen, Wade Wilson, I advise you not to resist any further. We are merely here to carry out the American Government's orders to reclaim all resources of the 'family.' As long as you don't obstruct us, we won't lay a hand on you."

Oliver and Wade exchanged bitter smiles.

Damn it, haven't you already made your move?

"Oliver, how long has your Star Fury been charging?"

"It started the moment those two began spouting nonsense."

"Alright, shoot that big red fatty, and then we'll run straight into the woods!"

After communicating in almost inaudible voices, Oliver suddenly raised his hand, his longbow Star Fury already brimming with explosive energy.

When an arrow was shot, there was faintly the sound of wind and thunder.

Slade, standing next to the Red Hulk, reacted instantly, rolling to hide behind a large tree.

The Red Hulk wasn't so lucky, he was directly splattered in the face by this powerful energy arrow!

Malcolm was also affected by the aftermath of this energy arrow's explosion, instinctively raising his hand to shield his eyes.

Oliver and Wade turned and ran without hesitation.

It's a joke, they naturally weren't afraid of a 2v2, but a 2v3, and the extra opponent was a Red Hulk!

They would be crazy to go head-to-head!

But they hadn't run far…

The red fatty took a huge leap and directly blocked their path!

"Phew, Oliver Queen, thank you for that arrow, it successfully enraged me."

Red light, symbolizing energy, still flickered on his skin.

If Dante were present, he would probably scold Green Arrow and Deadpool severely!

Hitting the Red Hulk with an energy arrow!?

Damn it, isn't that just charging him up?

General Ross grinned grimly. Although he could maintain his intelligence and personality after transforming into the Hulk, his temper would still be affected.

He became more unstable.

Especially as his anger rose, along with the synchronous increase in body temperature, his rationality gradually peeled away.

Just as he raised his hand, preparing to completely incapacitate the two in front of him, a flash of intertwined yellow and blue electricity streaked by.

The next moment, the two who had been within his grasp had disappeared from their original spot.

(To be continued.)