Chapter 164: Professional Agent Natasha

In the blind zone behind the wall, Stark and Steve leaned against the wall, and the sudden bullet shocked them a lot.
"Captain, that sniper is your companion? Why do I think he is going to kill you?" Stark has already buttoned his helmet, vowing that there will be no special circumstances in the future and he will never take off his helmet easily. The bullet almost flew past his nose, and his face was still hot and painful until now.
"I think so too." Steve murmured a few words.
Just when the two complained that the sniper was unreliable, a suit agent with a hairline breaking through the sky trot over. When he saw Steve, the agent flushed and his breathing became rapid.
The visitor was Nick Fury’s confidant, senior agent Phil Coleson, who was privately authorized by the non-chief to investigate the ghosts of S.H.I.E.L.D. The reason is that I have been busy during this time.
It stands to reason that an agent is responsible for both cases at the same time, and it is likely that both sides will be overwhelmed because of the lack of ability to do so, and eventually lead to mission failure. But the non-chief chief still went his own way. He did this not because Coleson's ability was against the sky and searching for SHIELD was unmatched, but out of trust. He couldn't believe others.
Hydra is the top priority, but Stark is not much different. He is a vital part of Nick Fury's "Avengers Project". Especially when Nick Fury knew that there was an alien like Duke on the earth, his idea of ​​forming the Avengers became even more urgent.
Duke's appearance was like a warning bell, ringing in Nick Fury's heart. In addition to the earth, there are other civilizations in the universe, and they are stronger and more advanced than human beings. How can I learn about these, can the non-chief who is deeply persecuted and paranoid sleep soundly?
The earth needs power! The African chiefs are determined to form a super power group belonging to the earth to deal with the endless enemies in the future.
Therefore, in this case, Stark must not be missed. The non-chief chief was not elected, so he had to send his most trusted subordinates to arrange for Philson to brush up his favorability in front of Stark. In addition, he also hopes that Philson's actions can divert Hydra's attention, after all, Philson is his confidant, missing for a few months, will definitely attract the attention of interested people.
"Excuse me, both of you..." Philson adjusted his appearance and walked to Steve with a look of excitement. He grabbed the opponent's hand and refused to let go: "Excuse me, are you Captain America?"
"Yes, are you?" Steve drew his hand hard, and his ardent fans made it difficult for him to adapt for a while.
"Sorry, introduce myself. I am Phil Coleson, you can call my name Phil. I am an eighth-level agent of the National Land Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau. Now we are referred to as SHIELD for short." Seeing the idol, Coleson's eyes glowed with excitement.
"Fortunately, Agent Coleson." In the West, only people who are close to each other can call each other by name, such as relatives and friends. Steve feels that the first time he met Coleson, the relationship is not so good.
"I was rude, Captain."
"Hey, what kind of agent, are you instructed to protect me? Didn't you realize that I am dangerous now?" Stark who was left aside was upset. He has always been the focus of attention. When was he Coldly met.
"Yes, Mr. Stark, please wait a moment." Philson responded politely, ignored him, and continued talking with Steve: "It's my honor to see you, my It means that I never expected to see you in this mission. When I learned that you were taken out of the ice, I had been looking forward to this day. The director would not let me contact you..."
Steve is not a person who likes to listen to compliments, but when he sees Stark's angry face, he can't help but curl his mouth, straighten his chest and smile triumphantly. The meaning of the smile is very simple, even if he is a 70-year-old veteran, there are still people who admire him.
"What's wrong in this world, there are such unsavoury fans." Stark shook his hand, turned and walked away, he might be off if he stayed.
Stark slandered Philson's aesthetics while dialing the little pepper Poz's phone, reporting peace, and by the way, finding comfort for the injured soul.
"Potz, you must not have guessed what just happened?" Stark complained: "An artifact unearthed seventy years ago is even more popular than me."
"Tony, what are you talking about?" Little Chili couldn't keep up with Tony's leaping thinking, it was unknown.
"I mean..." Stark was just about to explain, when he found two big beauties with hot bodies walking towards him.
With his outstanding appearance and temperament, Stark swallowed subconsciously, and he suddenly became energetic. Among the women he has experienced, these two can get a score of more than ninety, and they are the best beauties that can't be met.
"Tony, why don't you speak?" Little Pepper asked puzzled.
"It's nothing, I mean... well, the battle has just begun. I will talk to you when I solve the enemy." Stark hung up the phone, wearing a red and gold steel suit, and walked in front of Carter and Dottie: " Hi, two beauties, do you want to take a ride? I promise, this car will be unforgettable for all of you."
Dotti glanced at Carter and then looked at Stark weirdly. As far as she knew, Carter almost became Stark's godmother. And now, Stark seems...should...maybe he wanted to soak her?
Carter sighed and said nostalgic: "Tony, you are exactly the same as your father Howard, he also said this to me back then."
"What?"
Stark was stunned. He saw Carter's face and noticed something wrong, and quickly asked his butler: "Jarvis, this lady is very familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere."
"Peggy Carter, she was a good friend of your father's life, you met her when you were a kid."
"Jarvis, don't be kidding, today is not April Fools' Day! Aunt Peggy is already ninety years old. She suffered from Alzheimer's disease in her early years. She became a vegetable some time ago. I visited her." I didn't believe it, or maybe it was a fluke, thinking that I had just made a bad mouth, the cold sweat instantly wetted my back.
"If there is no identical face in the world, then she is your elder Ms. Carter. Sir, according to your breathing rate, pulse blood pressure, subcutaneous sweat gland secretion, muscle tension, tremor and other phenomena, you already believe it."
Stark was speechless, and turned to think that the archaeological relics 70 years ago can be young, and Carter's rejuvenation seems not unacceptable.
"Tony, did you just ask us if we wanted to take a ride?" Carter sneered again and again.
"Ahem!" Stark pretended to cough twice, and said in a low posture, "I think it's not easy to take a taxi at night, and I want to help you take it home."
As the love of Steve's life, Carter led the Roaring Commando after the captain was frozen, carrying on his unfinished mission, clearing the remaining Hydra base, and planning to establish S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau after the war and become a worldwide organization. The founder and core giant of. Therefore, this woman is not a vase, she also has a ruthless side.
Stark doesn't know much about Carter's life, but the opponent left an indelible shadow on him during his childhood. For example, in front of him, he beat his dad severely... several times.
"Hmph, you better think so!"
"Of course, of course." Stark smiled embarrassedly, feeling that today was terrible. First, the reactor in front of his chest was robbed, and Poz faced the scourge of death. Then he was crushed by Opadry. He finally defeated the opponent. The limelight was also robbed by Old Antique. Finally, he was frivolous and wanted to soak his childhood shadow.
Stark rationalized, and found that none of them went well.
"Why is Aunt Peggy here? I thought you were in London. I went to see you last time..." Stark changed the subject and was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"Not to come and help you!" Carter said in a huff: "You are right, we do need a ride, and the car that came back home early."
Carter looked at the roof, and Duke drove away with the flying carpet as soon as Obady died. It's a breezy walk, and even three passengers are not needed.
Duke walked in a hurry and didn't say hello. He didn't deliberately leave the three of them alone, but instead sent a message back from the clinic that an unexpected visitor came to the clinic. Let alone the strength of the guests, the identity is very interesting.
The top agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., the Black Widow-Natasha Romanoff!
According to the message from the clone, Agent Natasha sneaked into the clinic not long after they left. The top agent first searched the first and second floors, and when he found nothing, he came to the basement.
She first opened the door of the teleportation array, because she couldn't open the teleportation array without magic, and she didn't notice anything special. After taking a picture, she turned and opened another laboratory door.
After searching, Natasha did not find the elevator entrance, but the experienced female agent was confident, and she saw this trick more often. She fixed the tow line on the ground ~EbookFREE.me~ skillfully descended vertically along the wire.
Ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters...Natasha hadn't landed until the traction line ran out. The stunned female agent couldn't understand the target's thoughts. She built a bottomless tunnel in her basement without installing an elevator. What is it for? Is it just to tease her?
Just as she put away the traction wire and was about to visit her next time, an invisible gravitational force wrapped her around her, and the steel wire tied her into a zongzi like a flexible snake. The last rag that flew from nowhere blocked her mouth.
Natasha, who hadn't even seen the master, was pushed to the ground by gravity and thrown outside the basement door. She was strapped firmly from head to toe, and the props that got out of her could not be touched, and she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.
After struggling for five minutes to no avail, Natasha slowly calmed down. On the order of Pierce, the former director of SHIELD, she sneaked into the clinic to find out. Being arrested does not seem to be a bad thing, and the subsequent torture may be able to obtain a lot of useful information.
Natasha is a professional how to get intelligence from the enemy, and she herself firmly believes in this. Even with the simplest greeting, she can get away with it and get valuable information.
After another five minutes, Duke, who had been overdue, came to the basement door and walked up to the first floor with Natasha without a word. In the shocked gaze of the other party, the call was made.
"Hey, is it 9/11? A female snitch came into my house...Yes, I have caught her and tied her tightly... The location is Brooklyn... What, you have another mission, it will take half an hour To get there. Why don’t you come to me first? Listen to the police officer, this female snitch has 36E...I’m not kidding! Okay, I’ll wait for you for 5 minutes."
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