Chapter 124: Capturing Killian
"Hee~ Don't worry, this gas is harmless to ordinary people, it will only make you fall asleep, and have a good dream by the way." Gutrot intoxicatedly smelled the mint aroma permeating the air.
"Thank you, but no thanks." Steve politely declined.
"We still need to catch Killian, we can't let him run away."
"Leave it to me." Thor said, throwing out his hammer and flying into the sky.
"I'll go take a look too." Four Arms's body slightly sank, and with a leap, he flew towards outside the parking lot.
"Guys." Hawkeye's tired sound came from the communicator.
"I hope you guys haven't forgotten about me."
"Oh, Barton." Steve was startled, obviously having completely forgotten about their own archer.
But he immediately pretended as if nothing had happened and said, "Of course not, we just finished dealing with the matter at hand and were about to look for you."
"Thanks, but it's no longer needed, I'm right behind you now." Hawkeye said unhappily, obviously he heard the insincerity in Steve's tone.
Everyone turned around, only then did they discover Hawkeye standing behind them in a disheveled state. He was covered in dust, with some burns on his body, especially his left arm, almost the entire arm was burned.
"How did you get injured so badly?" Captain quickly stepped forward, holding Hawkeye's right hand and supporting him.
"That thing burned through my bow and arrow and broke free from its restraints. I basically couldn't control her, and in the end, I could only kill her with an explosive arrow, but I was splashed with a body full of blood by her before she died."
Hawkeye leaned on Steve, with large areas of wounds on his body. He didn't faint, but walked over on his own, he could be said to be a real tough guy.
"I definitely need to dress more tightly in the future," Hawkeye said, looking at his exposed arms.
"Stop talking, I'll take you to find a doctor right away." Steve supported Hawkeye, telling him to say less and save some strength.
"Doctor is here for rounds!" Gutrot quickly ran to Hawkeye.
"Let me see, tsk tsk tsk, it's really a miracle that you didn't faint."
"Say less." Hawkeye glared at Gutrot.
"I'm in so much pain right now I want to curse."
"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, medical disputes are not advisable." Gutrot checked Hawkeye's injury.
"Okay, I know how to treat it, hold him, Captain."
Gutrot straightened up, in the gas tank on his abdomen, the fusion process of several gases was displayed. Gutrot fused while wiggling his butt.
"Twist it, shake it, and wiggle it again."
"Okay." After saying that, Gutrot stretched out his right hand, aimed the spray hole on his wrist at Hawkeye's wound, and a blue gas sprayed out.
The sprayed area was not large, this was to prevent the medicinal mist from spraying to other places. Following Gutrot's hand movements, it slowly sprayed onto all the wounds.
Hawkeye felt that the wounds sprayed with medicinal mist first felt a coolness, then the pain gradually decreased until it disappeared. The most amazing thing was that after these gases were sprayed on his body, they actually condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end, it looked almost like he had a plaster cast.
"There are no bandages here, so I added a little coagulant to make the medicine itself function as a bandage. Of course, I also added some anesthetic, you shouldn't feel any pain now." Gutrot explained.
"Thank you, I'm feeling much better." Hawkeye broke free from Steve's support, moved his body a bit, although it was a little slow, he really couldn't feel any pain.
"As for scars, don't worry, that's all included in this service," Gutrot said with a smile.
"After three hours, I guarantee you'll look as good as new."
"I'm very interested in that scar removal medicine." Natasha's sound suddenly rang out from the channel. If it was really that magical, maybe she could pick up the bikini she lost.
"Can you give me some?"
"Of course," Gutrot agreed.
"We're back, guys." Before the person arrived, the sound came first. Thor's sound could probably be heard several blocks away.
"Thump!" With a sound, Thor landed in front of everyone, his right hand carrying a hammer, and his left hand carrying Killian.
Killian's clothes were gone again, Thor could only grab his hair. Killian's hands were burning red, and both hands grabbed Thor's left hand, desperately trying to break free.
But unfortunately, his little strength and heat, in Thor's opinion, were almost non-existent.
"I'm late again." Four Arms also jumped back at this time. In fact, before he arrived, Thor had already caught Killian, and didn't need his help at all. He was also very helpless, even if he jumped high, he couldn't compare to Thor who could fly.
"Let go of me!" Killian struggled desperately, his movements were too big, which annoyed Thor. Thor swung his hammer and smashed it on his face.
Killian immediately fainted, his head drooped weakly, and even a few teeth fell out of his mouth.
"Mission accomplished," Thor said with a smile.
"Okay." Steve nodded.
"We should go back."
The Star Observer Transport Aircraft slowly descended, carrying the triumphant crowd.
However, none of them noticed that the camera in the parking lot had recorded all of their performance.
In distant Sokovia, in a secret bunker, Ultron, through the camera, took in everything that had just happened.
Ultron sat on the machine bed, one hand propping up his head. Killian really disappointed it too much, not even lasting a day.
But luckily it still has a backup plan. Sure enough, humans are not a species worth trusting.
"Such beautiful fireworks, it's a pity I can't see them." Ultron sighed, then continued to dive into the network, searching for what it needed.
On the other hand, at Avengers Tower, after everyone brought Killian back, they locked him in the interrogation room.
"I originally thought there wouldn't be a day when we'd use this room," Tony said.
Outside the interrogation room, a group of Avengers and plumbers members were standing on the other side of the one-way mirror, waiting for the bound Killian to wake up.
"I think if we give him a punch, he'll wake up," Thor suggested.
"Good idea," Tony agreed.
"Then who should go? I don't want to be splashed with lava all over my body."
"I'm listening." Hawkeye, covered in battle damage, glared at Tony.
"Don't worry, I already eliminated his Extremis Virus when we came back," Gutrot said.
"He's just an ordinary person now."
"OK! Then I'll go." Hawkeye moved his shoulder a bit.
"Doesn't interrogation need aggressive role and gentle role? I feeling I'm particularly suitable for aggressive role."
Obviously, Hawkeye just wanted to vent his resentment about his injuries.
"I'll go instead." Steve stopped Hawkeye. "Barton, your wound is not healed yet, you need to rest."
"I'm still okay, and not to say anything Steve, you're okay as gentle role, but not suitable for aggressive role, you need a partner." Hawkeye still wanted to argue for it.
"I feeling I'm the most suitable for aggressive role here." Four Arms raised his two right hands.
"But unfortunately, I can't squeeze in."
Four Arms wasn't joking, even in the observation room, he could only stick his head out from outside the door to look inside, he couldn't squeeze in at all.
"I'll go instead." Diamondhead interjected.
"I feeling a non-human being is most suitable for playing the intimidation role."
(End of Chapter)