"I don't think I've ever seen you. Tell me, who are you, which agency sent you, CIA? FBI? DEA? Which one would send rookies like you?"
The dock, container area.
Leaving Maria Hill in the car, Bucky got out alone and swaggered up to Billy, the tall, slender, handsome man.
Behind Billy, two black Buick SUVs had their side doors open, and fully armed personnel pointed assault rifles at Bucky.
But seeing Bucky walk over as if completely unaware of what he was about to face, Billy suddenly felt he might be overreacting.
Isn't this clearly a rookie? Or is he fearless because others are secretly following?
"McGee, pay attention to the surroundings."
Billy first spoke into his walkie-talkie, then pulled out his pistol, but kept his gun-holding hand by his waist instead of raising it, and didn't approach Bucky. His voice gradually turned cold:
"Speak, I have limited time, and even less patience."
"If I said I was interested in you and wanted to ask you out for dinner, would you believe me?"
Bucky smirked indifferently. Honestly, with his stunning looks combined with the other party's slightly less handsome face, if there were fans of such stories present, they'd scream, "Let him ask! Let him ask!" on the spot.
But Billy clearly wasn't into that and was unusually and incorrectly enraged. His fair skin instantly flushed, displaying an expression of "Pah! Disgusting! Just one word! Disgusting!" before he laughed in extreme anger:
"It seems you won't understand the seriousness of the problem until you suffer a bit."
"Hey, let's talk it over. How about we discuss… if you don't want dinner, how about a movie?"
Unfortunately, Bucky is the Winter Soldier, not the talkative hero next door. With that one sentence, he completely messed up.
Bang!
Billy sneered and pulled the trigger without hesitation!
Fortunately, Billy didn't want to directly kill Bucky; he lowered the muzzle, aiming for Bucky's thigh.
Thump.
Also fortunately, Bucky didn't need his kindness.
Falling to his knees with a thump—more accurately, his knees slammed to the ground, followed by his entire body slumping like mud—wasn't Bucky, but Billy, whose body flashed with an arc of electricity!
And in the eyes of others, Bucky's figure instantly vanished!
Bang bang bang!
The moment Bucky sprinted, he also snatched Billy's pistol. While sprinting at high speed, he fired three shots, precisely hitting the shoulders of three of Billy's subordinates!
And before their screams could even escape, Bucky had already dashed to the door of an SUV!
The gorilla arm prosthetic, modified to be even stronger than the original Steel Kirin Arm, with just a slight push, the car door slammed shut with a whoosh, as if kicked violently, causing the head of the person behind the door to violently hit the car!
Bang!
Bucky then fired another shot with his right hand, hitting another shoulder!
His left hand then grabbed the car roof, and with immense strength, he pulled himself up!
Easily leaping over the car roof, he delivered a flying kick, striking the head of a person on the other side of the car!
Then, with a push from his Qilin Arm, he flew out, delivering a flying kick that sent a person from the other car directly back into their vehicle!
Bang!
He even fired another shot while delivering the flying kick!
Everything happened in a flash. Hearing the gunshots, Hill, who was about to rush out of the car, had just pushed open the car door and placed both feet on the ground when the battle here was already over!?
Hill used the car door as cover and looked through the window, only to see people lying on the ground opposite, with only Bucky standing. She was instantly dumbfounded, almost dropping her gun!
What's going on? How is it that she still saw nothing, didn't even react, and the battle was already over? What did that guy even do!?
Bucky's actions hadn't actually ended. As he struck the last person, he glanced at a container not far away, where an electric arc flashed.
It was McGee, whom Billy had warned to watch the surroundings. He was the sniper observing the situation there, and like everyone else, he had long been locked by Bucky's prosthetic eye's [Target Lock]. Once the Electromagnetic Short Circuit cooldown was ready, a glare would take him out.
Then he followed up, kicking each of those who had been shot in the shoulder, knocking them all unconscious.
Not only because some people refused to give up resisting and even tried to raise their guns with their other hand, which angered Bucky into giving such people a harsh kick.
Moreover, even if they gave up resisting, Bucky's cyberpunk system stipulated that hostile targets must be incapacitated to at least an unconscious state to be considered defeated and earn experience points.
"Is that it? How did you do it? Johnny, who exactly are you?"
Hill was beckoned over by Bucky. Looking at the people strewn on the ground, she still found it hard to accept, and her suspicions about Bucky's identity resurfaced.
Even the most powerful S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces soldiers couldn't do this. How did he do it?
"I'll tell you slowly later." Bucky didn't care. He felt there was no need to hide the fact that he was the Winter Soldier from the future Commander Hill.
"But for now, let's clean up this mess. You call S.H.I.E.L.D. and have them handle it, and also investigate the background of these people. They don't look like good guys."
Yes, these are all automatic rifles that require special licenses in the United States, otherwise they're illegal. They certainly don't look like legitimate people.
Upon hearing this, Hill perked up a bit. These weren't just gang thugs in the civilian sphere; these clearly looked like illegal armed militants. This was something she participated in… well, participated in observing, but she also contributed earlier, so it counted as her and Bucky jointly defeating this group.
"What are you doing now?"
Hill also had an action phone provided by S.H.I.E.L.D. She was about to take it out when she saw Bucky hoisting the handsome man Billy onto his shoulder.
"Of course, I'll interrogate him myself first. I want to ask him why he opens fire at the slightest disagreement. Is he that jealous that I'm more handsome than him? No, this is blatant hatred!"
Alright, no matter who this guy is, he's always so exasperating.
Hill sighed again, every time, every time she thought this guy was getting serious.
But she was also very curious when such a person arrived in New York, daring to swagger here with so many armed thugs, as if S.H.I.E.L.D. had disbanded!?
She would represent S.H.I.E.L.D. and investigate thoroughly!
"Oh, by the way, this guy is quite important. Shouldn't we find a safer place, like a S.H.I.E.L.D. safe house, to use?… Hey, don't look at me with that 'this person is so unreliable' look, okay? I haven't even been in New York for two weeks yet, alright?"
…
"Hmm… Pfft!"
Billy felt a chill on his face and slowly woke up, realizing he had been splashed with cold water.
"Hi~."
Then, in excruciating pain all over his body and a splitting headache, unable to muster any strength, his eyes slowly focused, and he saw the face that filled him with hatred and anger.
"See, why bother? Just accept reality. Admit that I'm more handsome than you, and you'll feel better."
"Pah!"
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