Chapter 617: Strucker Dies, Mind Stone (Second Update!!)

Strucker's Vibranium body was in tatters.

His right arm had disappeared, vaporized directly under Hawkeye's blow just now.

Even his left lower leg was split open.

And even his head, at this moment, only half remained, as if someone had used an axe to split it diagonally.

As for the so-called nanobots that could repair his Vibranium body in an instant?

Heh.

In front of a Saint, especially a half-step Gold Silver Saint, it was as ridiculous as saying that the same move could hit a Saint.

However...

Strucker didn't die. The Mind Stone embedded in his chest was still intact, emitting mind power, thereby stabilizing Strucker's soul in this broken body.

Hawkeye pinched Strucker's neck.

"This pile of scrap metal of yours is as ridiculous as your idea of using my children to threaten me."

"Heh heh heh..."

Strucker, whose neck was pinched by Hawkeye, had his voice sounding leaky and broken because half of his head had been shaved off.

But he was laughing.

"You think you won?"

"If I remember correctly, S. H. I. E. L. D.'s satellite should be watching here."

"Your fiancée is also watching, right?"

"Guess, did she see the scene of you killing your three children with your own hands?"

Strucker's lips, of which only half remained, moved slightly, and the mask, with only one eye glowing blue, looked at Hawkeye: "What do you think she is thinking after seeing you kill your own three children with your own hands?"

Hawkeye's golden pupils looked coldly at Strucker in his hand.

"So, this is your final plan?"

"Heh heh heh!"

Strucker's laughter had a kind of electronic feel: "I'm looking forward to it, looking forward to the expression on your fiancée's face when you see her."

New York S. H. I. E. L. D. Command Center.

Sharon looked at Hawkeye, who was like the King of the Underworld descending on the big screen, and hearing Strucker's words, she instinctively looked at Gwen, who was standing on the side.

Gwen seemed to have caught Sharon's gaze, turning her face to look at Sharon.

"Gwen..."

"I believe in Hawkeye."

"Mm?"

Gwen withdrew her gaze, looking back at Hawkeye on the big screen, her expression gentle: "Hawkeye has never let me down."

Hawkeye narrowed his eyes upon hearing Strucker's words.

Strucker laughed with a "ho ho ho" leaky sound.

But the next second!

Hawkeye's mouth curled up, outlining a few mocking smiles. Then, the golden color in his pupils dissipated, revealing his original, but at this moment, playful, azure-blue pupils looking at Strucker, who was pinched in his hand: "Guess, did I really kill those three children of mine?"

Strucker looked at Hawkeye's playful eyes, and his laughter stopped abruptly!

As he spoke.

An invisible stream of light "whooshed," as if passing through the building of New York S. H. I. E. L. D. on the ground, and landed in the New York S. H. I. E. L. D. command center, splashing a white light.

And after the white light flashed, what followed were the sounds of two people falling freely.

"Thud!"

"Ah! My waist!"

"Hiss!"

"Wanda..."

Pietro, who reacted the moment he fell from mid-air and entered the speed space, while holding Jean, hurriedly supported Wanda, who had also fallen from the air and was holding Billy and Tang Mi.

Only S. H. I. E. L. D. agent Mark and another S. H. I. E. L. D. agent fell solidly onto the floor.

The eyes of the entire S. H. I. E. L. D. command center fell on the few people, and the air was silent for a moment.

Then—

The surrounding S. H. I. E. L. D. agents looked at Hawkeye, who was pinching Strucker's neck on the big screen, then looked at the S. H. I. E. L. D. agents who had climbed up from the ground, Pietro holding Jean, and Wanda holding Billy and Tang Mi. After reacting, they instantly started clapping.

Thunderous applause!

Sharon and Gwen also squeezed through the crowd the moment the falling sound rang out, arriving in front of the few people who had abruptly appeared in New York S. H. I. E. L. D.

"Officer!"

The two S. H. I. E. L. D. agents, who had fallen unexpectedly, stood at attention instinctively after getting up, looking at Sharon who was walking over.

Sharon widened her eyes, looking at the few living people before her in disbelief.

After all...

Just a moment ago, she had seen with her own eyes that S. H. I. E. L. D. agent who was still in the pilot's seat the moment Hawkeye pinched the S. H. I. E. L. D. fighter jet to burst.

The result?

Sharon suddenly remembered what Gwen had just said, and instinctively looked at Gwen.

Coming into view.

Gwen seemed to feel something at this moment, extending her right hand.

And as her right hand extended, following that, tiny, invisible Saint Cloth particles continuously gathered onto her hand from Wanda, Pietro, and the two S. H. I. E. L. D. agents, as well as from where the white light had just dissipated, like a trickling stream.

In the blink of an eye.

The Andromeda Saint Cloth necklace had already reappeared in Gwen's palm.

Only—

At this moment, the Andromeda Saint Cloth was covered with dense cracks, and even its luster had vanished. It looked dim and dull, and no longer had the feeling of a living thing it had before, completely turning into a dead object.

Gwen looked at the Andromeda Saint Cloth necklace that had re-gathered in her palm, which looked like it would completely crack if touched again, and couldn't help but think of a scene she had with Hawkeye before.

That was after she learned that Hydra was using Hawkeye's Saint Cloth fragments to try to replicate the Saint Cloth.

Just like Gwen had very seriously told Hawkeye not to sell his blood in the future.

Similarly.

Gwen had also very seriously told Hawkeye at that time not to throw the Saint Cloth around like he did in London if it shattered in the future.

Bring it back, give it to her, and she would handle it.

Hawkeye remembered her words.

Gwen thought in her heart, clenching the Andromeda Saint Cloth in her palm, and then turned her head to look at Hawkeye on the big screen behind.

Hawkeye had also sensed the information sent back by the Andromeda Nebula at this moment.

Admittedly.

With his current power, it was not enough to directly transmit a few people back to New York City from above the Atlantic.

But...

The power of the Andromeda Saint Cloth itself, plus the power he had at the moment of his Little Universe explosion, theoretically speaking, was possible.

Yes.

Theoretically feasible.

Theoretically speaking, Hawkeye could use the power of the moment his Little Universe exploded, with the Andromeda Saint Cloth that had disintegrated into tiny fragments at that time as a medium, wrap the few people in the S. H. I. E. L. D. fighter jet, instantly raise his Sixth Sense, and guide the Andromeda Saint Cloth wrapping the crowd to be transmitted to the New York S. H. I. E. L. D. Bureau.

Hawkeye admitted that he had a gambling component.

Anyway, the situation at that time was already very bad, and he would never make an exception, letting anyone feel that he could be threatened.

The worst result was just Wanda, Pietro, and the three children going to the Underworld to reunite.

Anyway, the Underworld was his Underworld.

So...

Gamble it is!

The result was not bad.

He won the gamble.

Strucker looked at Hawkeye, whose eyes were playful, and a trace of panic flashed in his heart, then he quickly reacted, looking at Hawkeye.

"You are lying to me."

"Heh."

Hawkeye listened to Strucker's words, pushed down his faceplate, looked at Strucker who only had half a head left, and then opened his left hand, directly pinching the phone under the Surplice, and called Gwen.

The call was connected quickly.

"Hawkeye..."

"Gwen, have they arrived?"

"Arrived, seven people, safe and sound."

Gwen's voice came from the phone.

Strucker was completely broken.

"This is impossible! They died, killed by your fiancé."

"Hey."

Pietro's voice came from the phone: "Sorry, Strucker, we didn't die."

Strucker listened to Pietro's voice and was stunned.

Hawkeye hung up the phone, put it away, and looked at Strucker before him.

"I said, your idea of using children to threaten me is very ridiculous."

"Ho... ho... ho..."

Strucker stared blankly at Hawkeye, his laughter gradually becoming extremely resentful.

"Hawkeye Phoenix."

"You won, but I will curse you in hell."

"Hell?"

"Heh."

Hawkeye looked at Strucker before him: "You can't go to hell, and, believe me, death is not your end, but the beginning of my torture for you. You will suffer my torture forever in my Underworld prison."

Having said that. ===== CHAPTER 619 =====