Chapter 829： 'Mother and son' meet

Drizzle, misty mist.

The soaked clothes were close to the skin, exuding a coolness that penetrated the bone marrow, the drizzle moistened things silently, and the air was filled with a unique earthy fragrance.

The moon tonight is obscured by dark clouds.

In the hazy fog and the drizzle, the field of vision was compressed to the limit, only about three or five meters away.

clap la la...  

An invisible air flow spread out, mixed with a palpitating killing intent.

The green grass growing around, I don't know when it started, silently crouched on the ground, while the grass tip clinging to the soil showed an extremely strange posture, as if worshiping the gods, facing the beehive neatly and uniformly.

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

The drizzle, which was like a needle, was bounced off by another force before it touched his body. Even the foothold under his feet was never wetted by the drizzle.

At this moment, the hive is like a god.

In the field where it sets foot, even the weather cannot interfere with the influence, and every flower, every plant and every tree must submit to its majesty.

The beehive seemed to be a lifelike stone sculpture, without the slightest bit of biological air, staring blankly at Peggy Carter.

If it weren't for the undulating chest and the white airflow exhaled from his mouth, I'm afraid it would really be a stone sculpture.

But the spiritual power lingering around him has grown exponentially with the passage of time, and can even be seen with the naked eye in the end.

The strange and ominous purple spiritual power surged like a tidal wave, constantly beating the air, setting off layers of ripples, exuding a mountain-like weight.

"what are you waiting for?"

The corners of Honeycomb's lips curled up, sarcastically: "Let me guess, where are the others? After all, if you are alone, you shouldn't come to challenge me arrogantly."

Peggy, who had been guessed, narrowed her pupils slightly, broke down in cold sweat, and squeezed the black suitcase tightly.

Every pore opened, and the hairs on the whole body were stimulated by the cold killing intent, like an antenna that senses a crisis, and the nerves in the brain were stretched like a tendon. of relaxation.

The viscous air is comparable to the flow of water. Every time you take a breath, you must let the strength of your lungs be exerted to the limit, otherwise you may suffocate.

Just by enduring that surging spiritual pressure, you can feel the bones of the whole body whimpering.

Not to mention the horrific consequences that will happen if you do it.

gap......

It seems to be many times bigger than they thought, but it really didn't go so smoothly.

"Don't you want revenge?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Honeycomb's eyes, and his expression was calm, as if the gods who were aloof and controlling all things, with a look down, opened the mouth and said: "Call everyone else out and let me see how much you are capable of."

"call......"

Peggy Carter took a deep breath, barely suppressed the restlessness and unease in her heart, and put on a resolute expression: "We'll show you... the hive!"

pat!

Open the metal lock on the suitcase, and a light blue train drives out of it.

The next moment, several figures appeared.

"Oh, I thought who it was."

Hive's eyes swept across several faces in turn, with a look of disdain on his face, and laughed: "It turns out to be a group of 'dead people', Howard Stark, Bucky Barnes, and an unknown pawn. Is that your plan?"

Although Howard Stark is over half a hundred years old, he is still in good spirits, his gray hair is neatly combed, his face is covered with traces left by the years, and there is anger and hatred brewing in his cold eyes: "Thirty. Two years ago, you sent someone to assassinate me and Maria, I survived by luck, and today...is the day I avenge her!"

"Everyone here has the deepest hatred for you." Bucky put on a metal finger tiger, and murderous intent emerged in his eyes: "And the reason we gathered together is to avenge you!"

"Introduce yourself."

The last person said with a cold face and gritted his teeth: "My name is Helmut Zemo, you Hydra people killed my wife and children."

The corners of the honeycomb's mouth gradually widened until it reached the base of the ear, and then a burst of laughter broke out:

"ridiculous!"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Hahahaha...!"

Harsh laughter pierced through the rain.

I saw that the atmosphere with the hive as the center and a radius of tens of meters was shaking violently.

"Howard Stark, a trash who should have died thirty years ago, abandoned his wife and children to live until now."

"Peggy Carter, the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D., was forced into exile by me and did not dare to show up for more than 60 years."

"Bucky Barnes, undead of Siberia, genetically engineered waste."

"Helmut Zemo, a trash who has never even heard of a name."

Honeycomb commented on the past one by one, the words were extremely insulting, and the expression on his face was full of sarcasm, as if he did not take them seriously: "Just rely on you few wastes, the remnants of the old times, the wastes that should have died long ago, and you are still trying to think about it. To challenge God?"

"I'll let you know how powerful Trash's fist is!" Zemo was furious, and when he was about to rush to beat it up, Peggy raised his hand to stop him and motioned him to calm down with his eyes.

"Hive...you're not a god."

Peggy Carter sneered and retorted: "If we are trash, then what are you? The genetically engineered monster of Hydra, a perverted product born from the Yvette gene that only knows how to dominate and control? ?"

"Oh, I forgot."

Honeycomb's eyes sank, and the gloomy eyes pierced through the rain screen, making everyone feel chills: "Yvette...my mother, should be helping you too? Why didn't you call her out? Decades? I haven't seen you, shouldn't you take a look at your own child?"

"come out!"

"I know, you're nearby!"

"I can feel the call of that bloodline, my mother - Yvette!"

The hive seemed to have changed in an instant, and the emotions were abnormally excited. It raised a long howl that was not like a human voice, and the spiritual power formed a huge shock wave, which swept the surrounding in the blink of an eye.

Swish swish!

The shock wave set off a rain curtain, and the shock wave rolled up the needle-like drizzle and hit all directions, like thousands of swords clanking, instantly piercing the dark night.

However.

Just as the torrential rain engulfed in the gang wind was about to devour Bucky and the others, an invisible wave swept through, the world suddenly fell into silence, and everything stopped in placeTime... .. still!

But to be more precise, only dead objects are immobilized, and living creatures are not affected.

"You are not my child."

A man came in the rain curtain, his long golden hair was draped, and those azure pupils were as transparent as a quiet lake: "You are a mistake, and I... have the responsibility to correct it, I made a mistake. this mistake!"

Despite the rain and fog, Hive could still see the man's face.

"Yvette!!!"

The breath of the hive suddenly surged, and the purple pupils flashed with madness and violence: "My dear mother, I finally found you!"

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