Overwhelming Victory

Quicksilver, disguised as Odin, saw the three girls stop at once and felt a surge of panic. He quickly put on an enthusiastic expression and said, "You’re here. The stinky tofu just came out of the fryer. Come in and give it a try."

"I don’t know who you people are, but aren’t you a little too amateurish?"

Mindy mocked, "Valkyrie isn’t drunk. Fail. Your smile is so fake that even Lina, this little dummy, could see through it. Fail. Your clothes are spotless, without a single grease stain. A failure among failures.

Do you know what your biggest failure is? You two sell stinky tofu, yet you look like you’re about to be smoked to death. Stinky tofu sellers who are afraid of the smell? Are you trying to make me laugh myself to death so you can inherit my throne?

I think you should just ram your heads into a wall and die. Staying alive is nothing but an embarrassment. You’ve dragged down the whole image of spies, you know that?"

Mindy’s poisonous tongue made Pietro blush bright red. He shouted, activated his power, grabbed Mindy and Lina by the wrists, and dragged them away at astonishing speed.

Pietro intended to take them straight to Piri, but after running only a few dozen meters, agonizing pain shot through the left hand holding Mindy. He stopped involuntarily, raised his hand, and saw in horror that his left palm had been severely corroded as if it had encountered sulfuric acid.

Mindy could not match Pietro’s speed, but the instant Pietro vanished, she realized something was wrong. She immediately protected herself with qi, and Pietro fell for it.

"My hand!"

Pietro stared at his left hand and screamed. At that moment, Mindy recovered. Without another word, she swept Pietro’s legs out from under him, then her fists turned into afterimages as they hammered from his chest to his head. In just a few seconds, Pietro took over a hundred punches.

At last, Mindy withdrew her stance, struck the pose of a kung fu master, and declared clearly, "Wing Chun, Mindy."

Pietro did not hear her, because he had already been beaten unconscious.

Lina clapped and cheered. "Mindy, that was amazing! But why do you and Xue Ren announce your names every time after using Wing Chun?"

"It’s a tradition in our school."

Mindy smiled, kicked the unconscious Pietro, and said disdainfully, "A loser like you thought you could kidnap me?"

Rumlow, watching from the backyard, was dumbfounded. Pietro, in whom they had placed such high hopes, had been taken down just like that? Blood God’s disciples were way too terrifying.

"That brat does nothing but boast."

Rumlow cursed, covered his face, and led several Inhumans out of the backyard, charging toward Little Hela, who stood alone.

Little Hela smiled disdainfully and raised her hand. Nine longswords formed from Light Energy appeared beside her and shot toward Rumlow and the others like sharp arrows.

Rumlow immediately transformed into a metallic little giant and blocked three Light Swords with his arms. The other Inhumans used their powers as well, some releasing flames, some firing ice spikes, and some dodging at superhuman speed.

In the end, three Inhumans were pierced through by the Light Swords and fell to the ground, including the Inhuman who used illusions. Rumlow and the remaining four Inhumans were unharmed. Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, they saw in terror that countless Light Swords filled the space outside.

"Happy Tuesday afternoon."

Little Hela smiled slightly, and over a hundred Light Swords shot out. Aside from Rumlow, who was impervious to blades and bullets, every other Inhuman was pierced through and collapsed.

"Die!"

Rumlow roared, crossed his arms before him, and charged outward with all his strength. Just then, the faucet beside him burst open. A torrent of tap water crashed onto Rumlow and turned into a water sphere that trapped him inside.

Rumlow struggled desperately, but the water sphere could absorb a person’s strength. No matter how he fought, he remained trapped within it.

Then another stream of water carried freshly fried stinky tofu over to Lina. She happily ate while saying, "It’s a little worse than yesterday’s, but it’s still pretty tasty."

"You don’t even forget to eat while fighting?"

Mindy was speechless. She glanced at Little Hela, who looked every bit like a goddess, and pouted unhappily.

Mindy had always thought highly of herself, but even she could only admit defeat before Little Hela’s strength. That girl was basically cheating. To say nothing else, she absorbed Dragon Bone ten times faster than everyone else.

Mindy was a super genius among ordinary humans. As for Little Hela, she was not human. She was a god.

In the backyard, Valkyrie sensed what was happening outside and cried out with slight panic, "She’s becoming more and more like Hela, aside from her powers."

Back then, the Valkyrie Army had gone to exterminate Hela, only to be slaughtered until just one survived.

Odin shook his head. "She is different from Hela. Didn’t you notice? Not one of those enemies died. Little Hela avoided all their vital points."

"Really?"

Valkyrie froze, then sensed the Inhumans. She found that they truly were not dead, only injured, and was greatly astonished. Hela had actually shown mercy?

"Blood God may be a bastard, but his way of teaching is not wrong. Little Hela had a happy childhood, so she knows to cherish life and beautiful things. Hela never had a happy childhood. She only wanted to destroy. She only wanted annihilation."

Odin said guiltily, "Actually, you should not blame Hela. The one you should truly blame is me. Everything Hela became was caused by me, her bastard father."

"You think I haven’t blamed you?"

Valkyrie snorted. Thinking of something, she sighed. "Little Hela isn’t ruthless enough. I’m afraid she won’t be able to defeat the real Hela in the future."

Odin fell silent. He liked Little Hela, but Hela was also his daughter. He had no idea what he should do in the future and could only take things one step at a time.

While the battle broke out at the Stinky Tofu Shop, a group of Inhumans blocked the five bodyguards who wanted to provide support.

"Kill them."

Scarface grinned viciously and led more than a dozen Inhumans charging toward the five bodyguards. At the same time, another dozen-plus Inhumans behind them activated their powers together. Fireballs, wind blades, ice spikes, and other attacks shot toward the bodyguards one after another, while five vines burst from the ground and tightly bound their feet.

With such an overwhelming numbers advantage, Scarface did not believe he could lose. In fact, if Rumlow had not repeatedly ordered them to go all out, they would never have sent so many people at once.

This was practically bullying.

Facing the incoming attacks, the five bodyguards showed no fear. They first shattered the vines around their feet, then took off their suits and threw them forward.

The suits linked together in midair, forming an energy barrier that blocked every attack.

Wakanda Energy Cloak Technology.

Next, the five bodyguards simultaneously drew two customized energy pistols each from the backs of their waists and rapidly fired at Scarface and the others charging toward them.

The Energy Guns used their own body heat as fuel. Once activated, blazing red Heat Rays fired one after another at Scarface and the others, far faster than bullets.

Scarface and the others hurried to dodge, but many were still hit and fell to the ground screaming in agony.

Inhumans were extremely specialized. For example, an Inhuman who could shoot fireballs truly could only shoot fireballs. Stand behind him with a gun, and you could easily take him out.

"Damn it."

Scarface cursed and hurled the curved blade in his hand at the five bodyguards with all his strength. The curved blade split into two in midair, two became four, four became eight… In the blink of an eye, countless curved blades appeared before the five bodyguards, tearing through the air as they spun fiercely toward them.

The five bodyguards smiled disdainfully. They shouted in unison, and five overwhelmingly forceful bursts of qi roared outward like ocean waves, sending every curved blade flying back. The Inhumans screamed in succession.

Then, the five bodyguards put away their pistols and took hilt-like handles from the fronts of their waists. With a thought, blazing red high-temperature light blades extended from the handles.

"Jedi Knights!"

Many Inhumans cried out in alarm. At that moment, the five bodyguards moved at astonishing speed, appearing among the ranged Inhumans at the rear as if by Teleportation. Then blade light flashed, and the Inhumans fell one after another like cut wheat.

"Kill them!"

Scarface was shocked and enraged. He led the others charging back, and a chaotic melee instantly erupted.

Well, it should not have been called a melee. It should have been called a one-sided slaughter.

Yes, a one-sided slaughter. The five bodyguards were fast and strong, and their high-temperature light blades could cut through anything. No Inhuman could withstand even a single strike from them. Even the stone Inhuman had his head severed with one slash.

It was not as though no attacks hit the five bodyguards. The problem was that they could regenerate. High-temperature red light flared across their bodies, and their wounds healed at astonishing speed.

Under such circumstances, the Inhumans naturally became targets of slaughter. Even Scarface could only block three moves from a bodyguard.

"How could this happen?"

Baron Strucker, watching the battle through a holographic projection, shouted in disbelief. Whether Blood God’s disciples or Blood God’s bodyguards, both were far stronger than he had imagined.

Blood God’s disciples were understandable. They were Blood God’s disciples, after all, so it was only natural that they were strong. He had merely been misled by their age before.

But why were even the bodyguards so strong? You were this strong, yet you worked as damn bodyguards? Wouldn’t it be better to become Super Heroes? Baron Strucker clearly did not know what Blood God Guards were. These five bodyguards had once protected Blood God himself.

With Extremis Bodies, the strength of Elite Vampires, nearly maxed-out qi, and weapons specifically designed for them, how could mere Inhumans possibly fight them? The Blood God Guards had been replaced by the nine Avenging Angels, but that was not because they were weak. It was because the Avenging Angels were too strong. That was also why Wang Bert had not revoked their title to this day.

"This has completely failed. Rumlow, retreat. Get out as many as you can. Kill everyone who can’t escape. Also, try to bring Quicksilver back."

Baron Strucker gave the order helplessly. Fortunately, he had not only Plan A, but Plan B as well, and Plan B had already succeeded. On a small screen beside him, Inhumans were moving the target.

Upon hearing Baron Strucker’s order, Rumlow was unwilling, but he knew there was no other choice. He barely controlled his fingers to make a gesture, and an Inhuman hidden in the shadows immediately let out a shriek like a banshee’s wail.

As the Inhuman screamed, all the surrounding glass shattered with loud crashes. At the same time, everyone clutched their ears with pained expressions.

Lina was no exception. She covered both ears with her hands, and even the stinky tofu dropped to the ground. Without her control, the water sphere splashed onto the floor, freeing Rumlow. He coughed violently on the ground, having nearly suffocated just now.

A moment later, Rumlow rushed over to seize Quicksilver, but Mindy recovered much faster than he had expected. Seeing him charge over, she immediately took a guarded stance.

"Damn it."

Rumlow did not waste any words. He immediately turned and fled back into the shop. Mindy could recover, so the other two girls definitely could as well. If he delayed any longer, he would not be able to escape either.

Many Inhumans fled with Rumlow. The five bodyguards did not pursue them, because they were bodyguards. Their task was simple: protect the three "Little Princesses."

"They actually got away? At least they left behind plenty of captives."

Little Hela returned to normal and snorted in dissatisfaction. At that moment, every injured Inhuman who could not flee suddenly opened their eyes wide. Their eyes rapidly turned red, and some even began to shed tears of blood.

Then, all of those Inhumans collapsed to the ground and lost every sign of life.

They had been silenced by Baron Strucker. Every Inhuman had a special device installed in their head by the Kree. Wanda and Pietro did not have one, because they were not Inhumans.

"How ruthless."

Little Hela’s gaze sharpened. Then she thought of something and hurried into the shop’s backyard to find Odin and Valkyrie.

Little Hela quickly found them. Seeing that both were unharmed, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

As she helped untie them, Little Hela said, "I dragged you into this. I’ll compensate you double for all the damage to the Stinky Tofu Shop."

Odin "boasted," "It’s nothing. Just a bunch of little trash. I’m only old now. If I were younger, I could have sneezed them to death."

"Grandpa, you may look like Odin, but you really aren’t Odin."

Little Hela smiled. "Oh, right, I came up with a new way to kill Odin. Let’s study it later and run the dungeon tonight."

"Killing Odin again? Can’t you spare Odin? A several-thousand-year-old man should count as a protected species, right?"

Odin wailed inwardly, but outwardly, he had no choice but to pretend to be delighted and shout, "That’s great. We’ll definitely complete the achievement of clearing it one hundred and eight times."

Little Hela giggled. "Of course."

Seeing Odin’s expression like he wanted to curse, Valkyrie could not help laughing. What was karma? This was karma!

Odin, you finally got what was coming to you.

News of Mindy and the others being attacked quickly reached Wang Bert. He said coldly, "Baron Strucker really is outrageously bold. Did we catch those people?"

"No. Surveillance footage showed them entering a cargo hold, but when our people chased them inside, it was empty. An Inhuman likely has spatial abilities."

Lilith shook her head and said, "I’ve already told Mindy and the others not to go out for the time being and to study at home. Also, we only captured one prisoner this time. Based on his powers, he should be Wanda’s younger brother, Pietro. I had him locked in the prison beneath Blood God Manor."

"That guy really has a death wish. Have Wanda go see him."

Wang Bert snorted. Just as he was about to say something else, Lilith’s phone suddenly rang. She looked at it and saw it was an unknown number. She walked to the side and opened a light screen to answer it.

A moment later, Baron Strucker’s large head appeared on the light screen. He said, "Blood God’s assistant Lilith, I’ve heard much about you."

Lilith asked coldly, "Who are you, and where did you get my number?"

"Not only do I have your number, I also have Blood God’s number. Unfortunately, his phone has never gone through."

Baron Strucker said coldly, "I won’t waste words with you. Return the brother and sister you captured, or don’t blame me for being impolite."

Lilith sneered. "The Blood Clan never accepts threats."

"Is that so?"

Baron Strucker snorted and sent a video to Lilith. Lilith opened it and discovered someone tied to a chair, someone she knew.

Firefighter Hero, Chen Haoran.