Chapter 612: Hawkeye

Looking around.

At this very moment.

Above the Atlantic, at an altitude of a thousand meters where human traces were rare, Strucker above and Namor below seemed to be besieging Hawkeye.

And Hawkeye was struggling to hold on.

"Heh heh heh!"

"Hawkeye, I want you to be like me, watching your children die miserably before your eyes."

"Ah!"

Strucker above roared.

Upon discovering that Hawkeye was not, as he had claimed, completely indifferent to the lives of those three children, he became even more determined to slaughter them, and his Mind Ray became even more violent.

"Hawkeye Phoenix!"

"You didn't expect that I wasn't dead yet, did you!"

"I'm not dead, but you are definitely going to die today."

Namor McKenzie on the sea surface below also followed, roaring with a ferocious expression, summoning one sea dragon after another, continuously bombarding Hawkeye's psychokinetic barrier.

He had almost died.

If it hadn't been for a deep-sea behemoth nearby that helped him stall Hawkeye, giving him time to escape into a seafloor rift, he might have really died on the spot.

However, even though he had escaped at that time.

Upon returning to his undersea kingdom, Talokan, the moment his mind relaxed, he had fallen into a coma, and his life had entered a near-death state.

Fortunately!

He had a Queen.

Shuri.

Shuri, who came from the Wakandan tribe, had been given a Heart-Shaped Herb by the dying old King when she married, as a dowry to bring to the undersea kingdom of Talokan.

Shuri fed this Heart-Shaped Herb to Namor, who was already near death and about to enter a long slumber to recover from his injuries.

Only then was Namor able to recover.

Having survived a great disaster, only one thought remained in his heart.

He was not dead.

Then Hawkeye must die.

Just right.

Namor remembered that day when he escaped back to the undersea kingdom of Talokan along the seafloor rift, passing by the Romanche Trench, he had smelled the scent of Hawkeye's bloodline from the Hydra base located in the Romanche Trench.

And then—

Namor had connected with Strucker just like that.

Strucker had already been thinking that if Hawkeye could not be used by him, then he must be killed by him.

So, after meeting, Strucker and Namor, birds of a feather, hit it off and instantly formed a team.

Strucker wanted to use Namor to kill Hawkeye.

And Namor was thinking he could use Strucker's plan to lure Hawkeye back to the sea surface.

In the ocean, Namor considered himself invincible, and this time, he would not be found by Hawkeye and killed by his weakness again.

This was also the reason why Namor appeared here at this time.

Hawkeye, standing in mid-air, glanced down at the wound on his right shoulder that was still bleeding, looked at Strucker, who was barking uselessly above, and another Strucker, who was raging uselessly below, and hearing their useless declarations, he gave a mocking laugh.

"A pile of scrap metal."

"A defeated opponent."

"Small fry."

"Just based on you guys?"

"And me!"

Just as Hawkeye's words fell, a female voice, accompanied by an abruptly appearing Vibranium fighter jet, appeared in the sky.

Following that.

One after another, Vibranium fighter jets that looked very much like Wakandan craftsmanship disengaged from their stealth mode and appeared in the air, all weapon systems aimed at Hawkeye.

Hawkeye looked at the Vibranium fighter jet from which the voice came, and saw the dark-skinned woman inside the jet glaring at him.

He looked at this dark-skinned woman glaring at him and smiled.

"Wakandan remnant, I was still wondering how long you were going to hide."

"My name is Shuri!"

Shuri in the fighter jet looked at Hawkeye standing in mid-air with eyes spitting fire, her voice roaring in anger: "You killed my father, killed my mother, killed my brother, killed my people. My family was destroyed because of you, and my tribe perished because of you. I want you to pay in blood."

Hawkeye's mouth curled up: "Fine, I'll fulfill your wish and let you reunite with your family."

Having said that.

Hawkeye's Sixth Sense instantly swept across the entire Atlantic, and upon confirming that there were no other unknown auras hiding in the dark, the moment he closed his eyes, the wound on his right shoulder began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. ===== CHAPTER 614 =====