My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 301 If I knew this earlier, what the hell would I do!
Seeing the Buick rushing out of the street, Lai Ni did not chase after it in a hurry, but put the P30L pistol in her hand back into the pocket of the down jacket steadily.

Afterwards, the onlookers did not notice her movements, and Leni quickly replaced the pistol with Friga bullets with another P30L loaded with live ammunition.

hum!
A roar of the engine came from the side, it was the deafening roar of the Porsche Panamera 4.8T 500 horsepower V8 engine.

With a gust of wind blowing, a white Panamera skipped Leni's side and went straight to the Buick.

Before the Buick could go far, the Panamera driven by Meester had already slammed past it with full throttle.

Squeak~!

The ear-piercing sound of tire rubbing reverberated in the neighborhood. Mestral pulled the handbrake and at the same time turned the steering wheel suddenly. The whole car was directly in the middle of the road not far in front of the Buick!

Meister lowered the window on the passenger side indifferently, and picked up the Glock pistol that he placed on the passenger seat with his right hand.

Just like that, from such a long distance, he aimed his gun at the driver's seat of the Buick with a serious face!

Seeing this, the watchman hurriedly stepped on the brakes and slammed the steering wheel, he couldn't help cursing while being terrified in his heart, what the hell is going on with this bitch, how dare she do this!

Squeak~!

The screeching sound of tires rubbing against the road sounded again, and under the terrified eyes of passers-by, the Buick dangerously and dangerously lay across the middle of the road.

Through the window of the co-pilot, the watchman saw Meister's pretty face that was as cold as ice, and the murderous intent emanating from those eyes made him shiver involuntarily, feeling extremely terrified in his heart for no reason.

"Fuck!"

The watchman uttered a foul language to embolden himself, and then stepped on the gas pedal with his right foot to restart the car and turn around to escape.

However, before he restarted the Buick, a series of gunshots suddenly reached his ears.

Boom!Boom!
Four gunshots were fired in succession, and then the watchman felt that the body of the Buick suddenly tilted towards the driver's seat, and his body involuntarily tilted a little to the left.

Looking out of the window blankly, he suddenly found that the woman who had just come out after chasing the mouse was standing in the middle of the road in a leisurely manner, and the pistol she held high was firmly locked in her direction.

it's over...

Wang Fengnan's heart sank, he knew that he might be doomed this time.

Glancing at the M9 pistol next to his buttocks, the watchman swallowed, but finally he didn't have the guts to pick it up and protest.

"I surrender! Surrender!"

Looking at the purse on the passenger seat for the last time, Wang Fengman consciously raised his hands above his head to hug his head, and then pressed his forehead tightly against the steering wheel.

My villa, cruise ship, gone...

……

Looking at the late New York police, Leni leaned calmly beside the Buick, and waved to the two police officers who rushed down from the police car.

"My own, FBI! This has been resolved, and there is one lying on the ground over there!"

Leni took out an FBI ID card from her palm like a conjuring act, and when one of the police officers approached, she handed it to the other party.

"Relax, the gangster has been dealt with, this is my subordinate, do you need her to provide a certificate?"

The police officer carefully checked the FBI ID and confirmed that the person in the photo was the beautiful woman in front of him, but she was wearing sunglasses on her face, which made him vaguely familiar.

"Agent Skyler?"

"I'm right. The guy lying on the ground is a lookout. A pistol was found from him. The guy lying on the ground over there is one of the gangsters who just entered the supermarket to rob. They call him a mouse. This M870 shotgun is his weapon."

Leni pointed to the shotgun she was standing aside, and then took out several 12-gauge shotguns from her pocket.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Lai Ni wore white gloves all the way to confiscate these evidences, and it was the same at this time.

"Do you have an evidence bag with you?"

Leni questioned the police skillfully, and then signaled the other party to bring out the evidence bag to deal with the bullets.

Seeing the other party's proficient appearance, the policeman was stunned for a moment, then believed the identity of the other party's FBI, put the pistol he was holding tightly back into the holster, and the policeman turned his head and greeted his companion.

"York! Get the evidence bag from the car!"

Leni didn't say much when she saw this. After all, for such a fierce gangster, it's good enough for these police officers to come. If this is changed to Hell's Kitchen, the police will not arrive until everyone is dead.

"Don't worry, that one won't die. He was hit by an anesthesia bomb. He won't wake up until he sleeps for 12 hours. You have plenty of time to investigate their details."

Looking at the York police officer who was speechless, Leni smiled and threw all the 12-gauge shotguns in his hand into the evidence bag in the opponent's hand, and then handed over the previous bag containing money.

"These guys seem to be forced to rob this supermarket because of the bank holiday at Christmas. It's a pity that it took so much effort. The money in this bag is less than a thousand dollars."

Hearing this, the watchman who was lying on the ground and tied up by Leni with cable ties almost couldn't catch his breath, and was almost choked to death by his own saliva.

Less than a thousand dollars?
If I knew this earlier, what the hell would I do!
Ignoring the lookout man who wanted to cry without tears, Leni turned her head and said to the police officer:
"There are still three gangsters in the supermarket, two have been anesthetized, and the other was shot dead. The matter has been resolved. There is also an agent inside who is also my man."

Seeing the two police officers work together to send the criminals to the police car, Leni took them back to the entrance of the Shangchao.

At this time, a lot of people gathered at the gate of the Shangchao, all of them heard the news and came to watch the lively onlookers.

Don't ask why they are not afraid of death. They still dare to watch the excitement at this time. Did people who didn't watch it say that someone has already killed all the gangsters?
It was much easier to deal with the aftermath. Leni had already greeted S.H.I.E.L.D., and got an affirmative answer amid Coulson's complaints, "You guys really don't stop. You can get robbed if you take a vacation...".

"I see. I'll notify the NYPD."

Looking at the bandit members who were carried into the police car by the police officers who came to support them, and the last body that was obviously shot in the head and put into a body bag, Leni raised her eyebrows at Skye with some surprise.

"How is it, how does it feel to kill someone with your own hands for the first time?"

It's okay if Leni doesn't mention it, but when Skye mentions it, he immediately recalls the scene when the vulture was shot in the head by himself.

"vomit!"

A strong sense of discomfort welled up in his heart, and Skye retched subconsciously, and then rushed to the trash can beside him, holding on to the trash can and throwing up for a long time, but he couldn't recover.

"Pfft~ahhahaha~"

Leni's heartless laughter came from behind, and Skye couldn't help rolling his eyes.

This guy, he knew that he would have such a reaction, he did it on purpose!
Meister shook his head helplessly, took a new down jacket from the car, went to Skye and put it on for her.

"Relax, think about other things, it will be fine after a while, I was the same as you the first time, when I returned to the Italian hotel that night, I vomited for a long time by myself."

Meister was referring to the previous infiltration mission at the Libyan Central Hotel, which was different from flying a fighter plane to provide air fire support in the past. That time, Meister actually shot the enemy with a weapon at close range.

She still remembers the image of the red and white objects splashing out even today.

"Where... vomit... is so easy... vomit... vomit..."

Listening to Skye's response mixed with the sound of vomiting, Meister had no choice but to reach out and pat Skye's back lightly.

There is no way, this kind of situation can only be overcome by Skye herself...

(End of this chapter)