devil priest in marvel exorcism

But if the fire of hell is given to Sam, what will Frank do?

Dubi is troubled here.

Frank came over, grabbed Stark who was imparting "life lessons" to Sam, and asked.

"Then 'baby' can really be used in the city?"

Stark was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Of course, small civilian aircraft, why are they not allowed to fly?"

Frank raised his eyebrows in a rare move.

"Civilian aircraft equipped with weapons systems?"

Stark pouted and spread his hands.

"After all, I am considered a rich man. Is it normal to have some self-defense weapons on a private plane?"

"Self-defense weapons including six 12.7mm machine guns and two PL8 combat missiles?"

Stark became impatient. He looked at Frank from top to bottom and clicked his tongue.

“Tsk tsk tsk, soldier.

Fortunately, I originally thought you were a tough guy like me, but I didn't expect you to be so timid.

In this case, you can go and drive that 'Cricket'. It is small and harmless, and is most suitable for 'Beauty' to drive. "

Again!

Sam's face, standing next to Stark, was distorted.

When you guys quarrel, can you keep me away?

He quietly waved to Bumblebee, wanting him to come over.

He didn't dare to show it too obviously, so he could only let his arms fall by his side and keep swinging with only his hands.

It wasn't until Bumblebee noticed his movements that he let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, only tall robots can bring a sense of security to his young mind.

Bumblebee was having a great time playing with dirt. When he saw Sam waving to him, he thought he was playing a game with him.

He also grinned and imitated Sam's look, stretched out a hand close to the root of his thigh, and kept twitching like a dying snake...

Well, how to say.

The fingers of the instrument are more flexible than Sam's, and the twisting is more rhythmic.

"..."

Sam suddenly felt a little desperate, and he began to examine the sea he had just boasted about.

Can a useless human and a useless robot really be able to stop a vampire?

Dolby watched the interaction between Somewhere Man and his mechanical friend with great interest, not worrying about Stark and Frank at all.

A veteran's will is as hard as a rock and cannot be provoked by a casual sarcasm.

Sure enough, Frank didn't seem to hear Stark's taunt.

He showed an iron-blooded smile.

Sam saw the smile and felt a little weak in his calves.

Stark actually felt a little frightened.

"I just think your plane is too 'gentle', Stark.

Since you can get the flight permit, would it be okay if I added some "gadgets" on it? "

"Of course, I'll call my friends in the Air Force. It's just a matter of words."

Stark frowned and tried to save his face.

Dolby looked at this awkward "big boy" amusedly.

His view of Stark is completely different from that of Justin Hammer, which is a very interesting person.

Seeing that the big bosses had no intention of spilling blood on the spot if they disagreed, Sam quickly slipped out and found Dolby.

"Mr. Father, I'm a little worried..."

Dolby looked at Sam who was hesitant to speak and looked embarrassed, and said gently.

"What are you worried about? Don't be afraid, speak slowly."

"Mr. Father, I'm worried that Bumblebee and I are not up to the task of blocking."

Instead of laughing at Sam, Doobie smiled encouragingly.

“Knowyourself!

Don't be ashamed, Sam.

You don’t owe anyone anything, and the moment you ask for help, you’ve already surpassed a lot of people.

And the fact that you are now able to realize your own shortcomings also shows that you have not been carried away by your enthusiasm, which is a good thing. "

He took out the bottle of cursed hellfire from his arms.

Frank got a plane.

This bottle of hellfire is just right for Sam and his "little" mechanical friend.

After giving the Hellfire to Sam and telling him how to use it and what to pay attention to.

Dolby heard Stark yelling over there.

"Are these the little gadgets you were talking about?

You call these gadgets? "

Dolby walked over, and a group of men in black were loading weapons on Stark's "civilian" plane.

Stark held a tablet in his hand, with a list of the weapons on it.

Dubi stretched out his head and took a look, desolate!

Various small bombs, aerial bombs, air-to-surface missiles, air-to-ship missiles, cruise missiles...

There are actually depth charges.

Okay, okay, as expected of Frank.

"These bombs are enough to arm a squadron of fighter-bombers.

Are you going to blow up New York? "

Stark was troubled by how to explain to his Air Force friend Rhodes, and he was even more worried that Rhodes would be demoted.

Frank finished checking the installation progress and walked over to Stark.

"I've got the aviation clearance."

He patted Stark on the shoulder.

"Just some gadgets, don't be afraid, tough guy."

Frank was pulled away by Dube, leaving Stark speechless.

"Are these SHIELD people?"

Doobie pulled Frank to a corner and asked in a low voice.

Frank knew what Doobie was worried about, and he nodded.

"Nick Fury, the current deputy director of SHIELD, is my friend. He helped obtain these weapons and flight permissions."

"You didn't tell him about Hydra, did you?"

Frank shook his head.

"I didn't say it, but since he quit the CIA and joined SHIELD, I can't see through him more and more.

And he would not believe that his immediate boss, the person who single-handedly promoted him, was Hydra. "

Frank was holding a cigarette in his mouth and his eyes were deep under the smoke screen.

Dubi nodded and expressed his considerations.

"Hydra doesn't know yet, but we know their true identity.

So we can use this gap to improve our own strength while secretly investigating them.

Eliminate them bit by bit..."

After the two discussed it, Frank turned to leave, but Douby held him back again.

"Give me a little of your blood."

Frank is in charge.

Doobie took his blood and asked for the hellfire from Sam.

Taking advantage of the loopholes in the contract, Dolby drew a spark from the bottle and ignited the blood.

The blood burned out quickly, leaving behind a small pile of five-colored powder.

Dolby returned the bottle to Sam, mixed the powder into ink, and drew a skull-shaped circle on Frank.

This is a powerful magic circle that he stole from the depths of hell when he was still a devil.

If Frank hadn't been gifted with a little bit of the power of the Furies, he wouldn't have been able to use it.

The last stroke was formed, and the magic circle emitted a changing color, which passed through the clothes and was directly imprinted on Frank's chest, with bursts of green smoke rising...