Chapter 676 I Know How to Use Hidden Weapons

The smile on Rumlow's face became deeper and deeper, and the distance between the two parties became closer and closer.

"I'm warning you, don't come here! Otherwise you will be finished! I will use hidden weapons!" Rogers raised his eyebrows.

hidden weapon?

Rumlow almost burst out laughing. Captain America, who claims to be just, used a hidden weapon? Who would believe it?

"Captain America has learned to lie! Hahaha..."

One step, two steps, three steps, Rumlow ignored the warning and crossed the safe distance. He jumped up suddenly, the smile on his face was almost crazy.

He came to Steve's side in an instant, and the sharp shield went straight to Steve's neck.

But at this moment, Steve's figure exploded at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and he disappeared in place under Rumlow's stunned eyes.

Then, Rumlow felt his head was hit hard by something thick, causing his mind to become confused and his consciousness to be briefly blurred.

He staggered out of the room and pulled a safe distance, shook his dizzy head, and looked at Steve to see what was going on.

I saw Steve's tall body standing in front of the window, the moonlight outside the window shining on his body and shining on his buttocks.

When Rumlow saw the thing in his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly.

It was a... brick that shone brightly in the moonlight.

Looking at the brick, Rumlow was a little dazed, but he still didn't know where Rogers took the brick.

What kind of hidden weapon is this? But hitting someone really hurts.

His body was strengthened by the medicine specially provided by the organization, and the density of his body reached the peak of human beings. Not to mention a brick, even a broken stone from his chest could be removed. But just now, he was stunned by a brick.

Could this brick be a newly developed secret weapon by SHIELD? Rumlow guessed, but he quickly rejected his idea.

How could S.H.I.E.L.D. design such a retarded weapon? To think so was because he had just been stunned.

He stood up staggeringly, smiling instead of angry, with endless ridicule in his tone.

"Why, as Captain America and a national hero, can I only use bricks now? If necessary, I can apply for a wave of subsistence allowances for you."

Steve didn't pay attention to Rumlow's ridicule. He kept his eyes on the brick in his hand, with a trace of tangle on his face.

This is his skill, [Brick Attack]!

This skill can be said to be a nightmare for PK players in DNF. One brick will fall down and your hands will leave the keyboard!

Because Captain America has the skill of throwing shields all year round, he was transferred to the most upright profession of DNF: Goblin throwing, no, he is a male street fighter, the king of the dark streets!

From now on, our captain no longer has to throw shields, he can throw bricks, sand, poison needles, poison bottles...

The picture is so beautiful, I can’t even imagine it.

How could Captain America, a national hero, a heroic figure in history, surrounded by the words justice and peace, use these dirty tricks? What is the difference between a gangster and a gangster?

That's what Steve thought at first.

But soon, he realized that although this powerful force had nothing to do with the word "justice", but think about it, no matter what fighting skills it is, victory is the ultimate goal, no matter what the means.

Isn't it just throwing it away?

Is there any difference between throwing a shield and throwing a concealed weapon?

Therefore, Rogers no longer cares what this power is, as long as his heart has not changed, he is still the same Captain America.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of determination, and looked at Rumlow, who had a mocking look on his face. He flicked his backhand, and a handful of gravel was thrown out of his hand, and it went straight to Rumlow's door.

The distance was already very close, but before Rumlow could react, yellow sand splashed all over his face.

"Oh Richette, my eyes!!!"

Immediately, he felt his eyes were stimulated. He was so fascinated by the sand that he couldn't open his eyes. While he was horrified, his body subconsciously rolled to the side, and he focused on his hearing and was on guard.

But he unexpectedly discovered that Steve didn't pursue him, which made him happy, and he thought to himself: It turned out that he was at the end of his strength, so he resorted to such dirty tricks as throwing sand.

But the next moment, Rumlow's expression froze.

He smelled something strange in the air. After being transformed, Rumlow's senses were also strengthened, which allowed him to distinguish subtle changes in the air. At this time, he felt something floating in the air. yes……

poison gas!

He covered his mouth and nose in shock, and stretched his body out a lot. He didn't stop until the strangeness in the air disappeared.

He was completely confused.

What's going on? Is this still the Captain America who wants to talk about justice every day? Just forget about using bricks, forget about the handful of sand, but actually use poison?

What about the promised justice? What about being fair and aboveboard? How about uprightness?

Sure enough, history is all lies, and they all say that history is a lie fabricated by the victors. I was too naive to believe it before, but now a bloody fact is in front of me.

No wonder this thing shouts "Long live Hydra" so happily. With this emotion, he is more suitable to be a Hydra cadre than himself!

I am so righteous, I am Captain America, right?

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Steve fiercely, and gritted his teeth: "As Captain America, he actually uses such a despicable move!"

Hearing this, Rogers smiled slightly, with a hint of slyness.

"Despicable? How can something just be called despicable?"

Hearing Rogers say such words, Rumlow felt that he was running out of words to curse.

He has seen countless despicable people, and he even felt that he was despicable. However, this Steve Rogers was the first person he had ever seen who could express despicability in such a refreshing and righteous way.

No wonder the Red Skull, the former leader of his organization, was defeated by him! He is so scheming, so despicable, and has such tricks, anyone else would be in trouble!

"Are you sure you want to stand that far away?" Looking at Rumlow who slowly pulled back and retreated to a safe distance, Steve said with a smile.

Rumlow was a little confused by these sudden words.

If I don’t distance myself, you will continue to play dirty tricks on me? I'm not stupid...

Before he could finish the sentence in his mind, he was frightened by the scene in front of him and froze in place.

I saw Rogers with a faint smile on his face, and then, in Rumlow's shocked eyes, he jumped more than five meters in the air. What shocked Rumlow was not Rogers' jumping ability, but What he was holding in his hands...

It was a huge stone, an enhanced version of Brick Attack.

Damn it! Where did you get such a big stone?