Chapter 588

Whoosh!

Boom—

A very slight sound of breaking through the air first exploded over Times Square, but immediately after, a thunder-like explosion suddenly rippled out, instantly shattering the huge advertising screens placed outside the high-rise buildings near Times Square.

The next second.

A silver stream of light that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and even difficult for dynamic detectors to capture, shuttled quickly toward the outside of Niuyuecheng through the gaps in the stagnant traffic and astonished crowd.

Quicksilver Pietro Maximoff, wearing a tight suit that could reduce wind resistance to the minimum and sporting a beard, was running rapidly while holding the red-haired little girl in his arms.

The red-haired little girl held Pietro's neck tightly.

"Uncle!"

"Jean, how did you run here?"

"I don't know, I missed Daddy, but Daddy is so strange, he seems not to recognize me. By the way, Uncle, can I stay a little longer?"

"No!"

Quicksilver Pietro refused decisively, then said: "Billy and Tang Mi didn't see you and both cried."

Jean heard this, was slightly stunned, and then her voice also sounded with some worry: "Why did they cry? I only came out for a while, then let's go back quickly, Uncle."

Quicksilver Pietro felt relieved inside, said 'hmm', then didn't speak again, and entered the speed space to move away from Niuyuecheng quickly.

But...

"Found you!"

Hawkeye, who was in the sky, keenly captured the speed ripple triggered by Quicksilver Pietro at the moment of acceleration, and with a 'boom', exploded a sound barrier cloud, and swept toward Quicksilver quickly.

When Quicksilver Pietro appeared and took the red-haired little girl away, he was still thinking about things related to the Time Stone, so he didn't follow immediately.

By the time he chased out, Quicksilver's aura had already moved away from Niuyuecheng and was continuing to accelerate away at a rapid speed.

Hawkeye had originally thought he had lost him.

As it turned out...

"Quicksilver?"

"Heh."

"You aren't as fast as me!"

Hawkeye's small universe was burning, and his speed hadn't even reached its limit, his aura locking onto Quicksilver steadily.

And the gap between Quicksilver, who was running in front, and him was getting shorter and shorter.

Admittedly.

As Pietro, who is officially recognized as the fastest in the Marvel universe and even has the nickname 'Quicksilver', his movement speed is unimaginable.

Official data.

Quicksilver's movement speed can reach 800,000 kilometers per hour, which is about 655 Ma He.

But...

This is Quicksilver's limit speed, not Hawkeye's limit speed.

A mere speed of 655 Ma He; after experiencing sub-light speed, Hawkeye even felt this speed was slow.

The next second.

Hawkeye, seeing that Pietro below had already entered his attack range, didn't hesitate at all and threw his right fist out directly.

"Phoenix! Meteor Punch!"

"Sizzle!"

Quicksilver's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously froze instantly.

And just at the moment he stopped in place instantly, in front of him, in the desert area of ten square kilometers in Texas, it was as if a full-area coverage bombing of fire meteors had been brought about.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

Like countless fire meteors falling, the desert was shaking, and even the air was trembling.

Pietro looked at the desert in front of him that seemed to have turned into a minefield, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He didn't doubt at all that if he hadn't braked in time just now, he would probably have turned into countless pieces of meat by now.

Even Jean in his arms would...

Just when Pietro was thinking in horror, Hawkeye had already appeared behind him.

Hawkeye looked at Quicksilver Pietro, who had his back to him, put his hands in his pockets, and laughed.

"Keep running."

"..."

Quicksilver Pietro turned around, holding his niece Jean, and looked at Hawkeye: "She is your daughter."

Jean's eyes lit up, and with a 'whoosh', she left her uncle Pietro's arms and threw herself into Hawkeye's arms: "Daddy, you are so amazing."

Quicksilver Pietro saw this, braked instantly, and entered the speed space again, wanting to snatch his niece back from Hawkeye's arms.

Boom!

Pietro entered the speed space instantly; at this moment, time was stretched crazily, and in Pietro's line of sight, the movements of Hawkeye and his niece Jean in front of him were infinitely frozen.

He came to Hawkeye very quickly.

But just at the moment he reached out, trying to snatch his niece Jean away again.

A mutation occurred.

In Pietro's line of sight, Hawkeye, whose gaze hadn't fallen on him just now, now had his gaze fallen on him.

And—

Pietro saw the corners of Hawkeye's mouth, that playful smile carrying infinite pressure.

He saw me.

This is impossible.

Pietro's heart shook, and he subconsciously denied it.

But the fact was just so.

Hawkeye held Jean in his arms with one arm, and the other hand had already been handed out directly; the moment it was handed out, he directly pinched Pietro, who was in the speed space, by the neck and pulled him out.

He looked at Pietro, whom he had pinched by the neck, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"Haven't you heard a saying."

"The same move is ineffective against a Saint?"

The same move is ineffective against a Saint.

The gold content of this sentence is still rising.

Pietro could snatch this red-haired little girl away from his eyes once.

But he would never succeed a second time!

Pietro, pinched by the neck, had a look of shock.

But Hawkeye didn't intend to do anything to Pietro.

Because the red-haired little girl in his arms said something.

"Uncle."

"Thump!"

Hawkeye loosened his hand, and then threw Pietro toward the front.

After Pietro landed, he rolled on the ground, and after dissipating the force, he climbed up quickly and looked at Hawkeye: "I must take Jean back, otherwise my sister and Billy and Tang Mi will all die."

Hawkeye raised an eyebrow, ignored the second half of Pietro's sentence, glanced at the red-haired little girl in his arms, and then looked at Pietro.

"Jean?"

"Yes, Jean!"

Pietro took a deep breath: "My sister said this name comes from French, meaning God's gift."

In French, Jean indeed means that.

It's just...

Hawkeye listened to the name of his eldest daughter from a bloodline perspective, and then looked at the four-year-old Jean in his arms, and a strange feeling flashed in his heart.

Red hair!

Has his Phoenix power!

The name is Jean!

"Hiss!"

Hawkeye subconsciously gasped, then came back to his senses, looked at Jean, his eldest bloodline daughter who had just thrown herself into his arms but suddenly yawned and then fell asleep while holding his neck, and smiled.

Pietro looked at Jean, who was fine a second ago but fell asleep the next second, and glared at Hawkeye instantly.

"What did you do."

"Relax."

"She is too young and cannot yet easily control my power; she will be fine after another sleep."

Hawkeye glanced at Pietro, who was nervous and thought he had done something to Jean, said something lightly, but didn't want to explain too much, and directly changed the subject, asking the question in his heart: "I am very curious, your sister, how did she agree to Strucker doing this? Did they threaten you with your life?"

Pietro looked nervously at Jean, who seemed to be just asleep, listened to Hawkeye's words, looked at Hawkeye, was silent for a while, and shook his head: "No, my sister was indeed willing at first."

Hawkeye raised an eyebrow.

Pietro looked at the expression on Hawkeye's face and smiled self-deprecatingly: "A strong person like you will never be able to understand the encounter of a pair of orphans in a war-torn country."

Strong person?

Me?

Hawkeye listened to Pietro's words and couldn't help but laugh.

Pietro looked at Hawkeye, his expression became angry again, thinking Hawkeye was mocking him.

But!