Chapter 427 Are the Fans Too Enthusiastic, Ms. Vermouth?

"When he didn't make it, I held on."

Mrs. Davis didn't quite understand the meaning of Taggart's words, but the message revealed literally made Mrs. Davis realize that her son's death was really related to these guys!

"You knew long ago that Charlie's death was not an accident?"

"I guess so, but I actually knew that this kind of experiment would explode after Charlie died, and it was thanks to him that I was able to insist on going."

Taggart shrugged, still looking nonchalant.

"If you ask me, it's because Charlie is too bad. He can't bear that level of pain. It's really..."

But seeing this look in Mrs. Davis's eyes is more painful than killing her.

I have been running around for years to prove my son's innocence, just to let my dead son wash away the fictitious charges!

And this soldier who once lived and died with Charlie ignored Charlie's stigma after learning the truth, and now ran to her and put on a nonchalant look!

How embarrassing for her as a mother!

"Shut up!"

Mrs. Davis was trembling with anger, and this roar almost exhausted her whole body.

"You, you are not worthy of mentioning him, mentioning his name..."

After the voice fell, Mrs. Davis was so angry that she fainted on the spot.

"Mrs. Davis!"

Mester was shocked when he saw this, and subconsciously wanted to turn back to check on Mrs. Davis.

However, Taggart also rushed towards Mester at this time. How could he miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

"Tsk!"

Mester stopped turning around forcibly after noticing the other party's movement, and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

Bang bang bang!

In a very short period of time, the muzzle of the Glock 19 spewed out three gunshots in succession, one on the left and one on the right in the chest, and one shot directly hit the forehead, which stopped Taggart's forward movement.

However, this fatal three-shot burst did not completely eliminate the man named Taggart in front of him. The effect was only to create a red bullet hole on his face.

"Hey, Mozambique, you are really ruthless, girl?"

Taggart looked down at the two almost symmetrical bullet holes on his chest. Such a skilled shooting technique, even in the army, is definitely a ruthless character picked out of a hundred.

"But I like your ruthlessness, it's enough!"

Feeling that his body had regained control, Taggart immediately grinned and attacked Meister again!

Seeing this, Meister curled his lips and unhesitatingly released all the remaining ammunition in the magazine, quickly and rhythmically hitting all the bullets at the joints of Taggart's legs!

"I finally understand how the protagonists in those zombie works feel when they encounter zombies. This kind of unkillable monster is really disgusting!"

After forcing Taggart to stop and emptying the magazine, Meister immediately pulled out another pre-prepared magazine from his waist and replaced it.

"There is not much ammunition left. We must take Mrs. Davis away from here as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, Meister did not intend to continue to waste time with Taggart here. He simply shot to stop this guy from getting up, and quickly retreated to Mrs. Davis to try to wake her up.

"Mrs. Davis! Wake up! We have to leave here as soon as possible!"

Fortunately, Mrs. Davis's fainting was not serious. Meister fiddled with her body twice, and Mrs. Davis regained consciousness.

However, Meister had emptied the magazine again at this time, and had to replace the last full magazine!

"Hurry up, Mrs. Davis, I don't have many bullets, I can't delay for too long!"

...

"Colonel Rhodes, we received a message from the CIA just now, and found the location information of the suspected Mandarin video signal, and the coordinate information has been sent!"

Controlling the armor to maintain high altitude flight, Roddy looked at the location coordinates of the suspected Mandarin video signal sent by the military in front of him, with a suspicious look.

CIA? These guys are so unreliable, can they really find the location of Mandarin?

Moreover, didn't Lainie say that these guys and Pioneer Technology are in the same boat?

After thinking about it, Roddy, as an Air Force colonel, finally chose to agree first, and contact Skye and the others later to see if he could find anything useful.

"Received! Heading to the target!"

After hanging up the communication, Roddy immediately asked Jarvis to send the coordinate information just now to Skye, and then dialed the other party's communication channel.

"Skye, help me check the coordinates just now. The CIA believes that Mandarin is hiding there."

Skye, who was on the other end of the communication channel, was stunned when he heard the words, and then his expression became a little tense.

"Colonel Rhodes, with the ability of those guys in the CIA, how could they find Mandarin's location before me, unless they..."

Before she finished speaking, Skye suddenly froze, because she also found the coordinates of a location suspected to be Mandarin's video signal, and the location was the location that Roddy had just sent!

Roddy noticed the abnormality in Skye's tone, and his heart moved.

"Skye? Except for why?"

"Unless I also found the same location as them..."

Skye couldn't believe it. She asked Jarvis to confirm it again, but the result was still a small town in Pakistan!

"This, this is not right, right?"

Skye felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell.

"So, this location information is reliable, right?

Not noticing the abnormality on Skye's side, Roddy thought that he had finally found the right target this time, so he immediately dropped the altitude and flew towards the target quickly!

"But Skye was still a little worried in the end, and before the other party hung up the communication, she reminded Roddy.

"I feel something is wrong, Colonel Rhodes, be careful, what if it is a trap set by the enemy..."

"Well, I know."

...

Protecting Mrs. Davis to retreat in the direction of the bar street where they had just come, Mester was forced to play cat and mouse with Taggart.

However, the limited ammunition was completely consumed soon, and Mester had no choice but to smash the pistol without bullets on Taggart's face.

The head was tilted by the throwing attack, and Taggart walked forward again with a grim smile and slowly approached.

This woman is very much to his taste, so before taking action, he doesn't mind playing with her for a while longer.

"Haha, you look so miserable, I can't wait to tear you apart!"

Mester curled his lips when he heard this. This guy was obviously tortured by the desperate virus and his brain was damaged. The degree of perversion was close to that of an R-rated movie.

After scanning the surrounding environment, he didn't find anything handy, and Mester couldn't help but click his tongue.

"I don't know if Lai Ni has solved that woman. If no one helps me, I'm afraid I can't hold on for too long."

He rolled on the ground and dodged Taggart's attack in a rather embarrassing way. Mester grabbed a handful of white snow and threw it towards the other party's face.

Tsk~

The expected scene of being blinded did not appear, but a burst of steam suddenly rose from the other party's face!

After all, snowflakes are more straightforward than sand, and are obviously weaker in blinding effect.

In addition, this guy's body temperature was so high that the snowflakes were completely melted into water droplets and water vapor almost as soon as they touched his skin!

"Do you think I'm dirty? It doesn't matter. We can wash together later!"

Taggart wiped the snow off his face, and his smile became more crazy. Then he planned to pounce on Meister again.

However, before he succeeded, a sudden shock wave suddenly hit his waist and ribs.

The defenseless Taggart was still in a flying posture, but this blow completely interrupted his momentum in mid-air, and the whole person simply hit the wall of the shop on the street side.

"Are the fans too fanatical, Miss Belmode?"

Tony's voice reached Meister's ears, and Meister rolled his eyes at him immediately after hearing it.

"This is not funny at all, Mr. Stark."

The person who came was Tony, who was driving the Mark 42 armor. However, since he had just recovered, he was still in the Quinjet at this time, and now he was just using remote control.

As for the phrase "Miss Vermouth", it was Tony's old habit of giving people nicknames that came back again.

Thanks to Skye's title of "S.H.I.E.L.D. Tremor Fruit Ability User" a while ago, Tony has also learned some anime works about the second dimension in his spare time these days.

In addition to Mest's extremely special silver-gray hair, Tony subconsciously put this popular "title" on Mest's head.

But what Tony didn't know was that this statement had actually been discussed on a small scale in the investigation team for a while.