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The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, causing Leon to frown and shift his attention to lying on the many corpses lying on the floor of the apartment.

　　 This sudden battle actually didn't take long, it only lasted five minutes.

　　 Fighting life and death, often win or lose in an instant. Either you hacked me, or I killed you.

　　 It’s just that, this time, like many times in the past, Leon still became the final winner...

　　 For killing, Lyon is not completely without psychological burden.

　　 Seeing enemies whose throats were cut by sharp blades, pillars of blood gushing out like fountains, and the fresh lives that were instantly taken away, he would also feel sick and feel a strong sense of guilt.

　　 It’s just that he always believes in one rule, that is: Don’t kill innocent people!

　　 He will not have any pity for people who are disadvantageous to him, or who have done all the bad things...

　　 From a certain perspective, he is somewhat similar to the "youguilty, youdied" belief held by the punisher.

　　It's just that Leon is not as extreme as the punisher, and he has to kill the wicked and the bad guys himself.

　　 It’s okay to put them in jail...

　　Pinching his nose with his hand, Leon looked around and couldn't help but curl his mouth. He muttered angrily: "Before that, I better clean up here..."

　　 saw him take out his phone from his trouser pocket, press the shortcut key one, and put it to his ear.

　　 The call is connected soon:

"Hey?"

　　 "Uncle Phil, where are you now?"

　　 That's right, for things like wiping your butt, naturally you need to find a parent at the first time!

　　 And the parents of the Colson family, that must be Comrade Corvo.

　　Although, there are only two people left in the whole family...

　　 "Well, I'm at home, what's the matter?" Listening to Leon's tired voice, Coulson subconsciously thought of something bad.

　　 "Can you come over to my apartment, I'm in trouble."

　　 "Trouble? What kind of trouble?"

　　 "Someone wants to kill me, I..."

"I will be right over!"

　　 Before Leon finished speaking, the impatient Coleson clicked directly and hung up the phone!

　　 However, in the second half of Leon's sentence, it was only then finished: "Uh... I have killed them all."

　　 After ten minutes...

　　 squeak~~~ here~~~

　　 Accompanied by the harsh braking sound, Leon heard a rush of footsteps, stepping on the wooden stairs, making a "squeaky" "squeaky" sound.

　　 pushed open the door of the half-covered apartment. Before Coleson could call his nephew's name, he was shocked by the terrifying scene in front of him!

　　 The corpses of black-clothed ninjas were everywhere, and there were dazzling blood stains everywhere, and the entire apartment seemed to have just experienced a massacre.

　　 Even if Coleson had seen strong winds and waves, when he saw such a sight, his mouth opened slightly unconsciously, and he looked dumbfounded.

　　 Then, he swallowed two or three saliva, as if his throat was dry.

　　 was stunned, he looked at Leon with a serious face, and asked word by word:

　　 "What happened?!"

　　 Before Coleson came, Leon also simply handled the injury, washed the blood on his hands, and changed a set of clean clothes by the way.

　　 At this time, he was neatly dressed, and at the scene of the **** massacre, he seemed to have a very uncoordinated weird feeling.

　　 Facing Coleson’s question, Leon just shrugged, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "As you can see, I'm in trouble..."

　　 Next, Leon used concise language to provoke him to a ninja killer group and quickly explain the whole process of his assassination.

　　 "This is my personal grievance. I don't intend to let the bureau know about it. That's why I called you."

　　 However, Coleson disagrees with Leon’s idea:

　　 "Nonsense! As a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, you represent S.H.I.

　　 "This is no longer so simple as a personal grievance. This is a declaration of war on you and S.H.I.E.L.D.!"

　　 My nephew was assassinated, even Coleson, a good old man, was rarely outraged.

　　 Especially the idea that the nephew wants to do it by himself makes him even more angry.

　　 He wanted to educate Leon well so that he should not act rashly.

　　 But, the strong smell of blood made his words almost turn into: "...I'd better let someone come over and deal with it first."

　　 "This smell is so unpleasant..."

　　 Glancing at a few corpses on the sofa in the living room, Coleson glared at Leon and reprimanded: "Can't you just act lightly?"

　　 "Is this to blame?!" Leon was veiled and muttered in a low voice, "They want to kill me, what can I do..."

　　 While Coleson took out his cell phone, called the logistics department of SHIELD, and let people come to collect the body, Leon entered the system.

　　 He wants to see what happened to the bait that he released...

　　 clicked on the panel, Leon looked on the virtual map, his eyes lit up:

　　 represents the flashing red dot of letter (nobu), on the map, it has stopped moving!

　　 Taking into account the opponent’s movement speed after injury, and the time it takes to circumvent the track.

　　 Plus, if the assassination fails, Xin will definitely return to life as soon as possible.

　　 Leon deduced that, in all likelihood, the location where Nobu is now is one of the headquarters of Shouhehui!

　　 As for which hand and the leader of the meeting will appear there~www.readwn.com~Lyon is unknown.

　　 After all, there is only one way to know...

　　 Thinking of this, Leon took a step forward, walked into the bedroom, pressed a secret switch next to the closet, and with a "choking", the whole closet seemed to have pressed a certain mechanism and began to slowly move to the right!

　　 Behind the closet, a wall full of guns and equipment appeared.

　　 took a black Glock 18 from above, inserted it into the holster around his waist, took advantage of the trend and put two magazines and an "explosive boy" into his pocket.

　　 Then, Leon turned his gaze to a transparent box.

　　 There is a micro tracker developed by Fitz.

　　 After hesitating, he still took a microchip from the box.

　　 "Maybe, this trip will work!"

　　 Closed the equipment warehouse and went to the living room. Leon came directly to Coulson and said with a serious face:

　　 "Uncle Phil, I'm sorry, but I must go to a place now!"

　　 Coleson thought of something, frowned: "You don't have to face this alone..."

　　 Leon shook his head, patted Coleson on the shoulder, and smiled: "Believe me, this is my battle. Everything started because of me, so I will end it all!"

　　 "But..." Coleson wanted to dissuade Leon, but he interrupted him directly:

　　 "Don't worry, they want to kill me, it's a hundred years too early!"