I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

　　 It was Wednesday morning.

　　 At six o'clock in the morning, the sun shines through the window and shines on Leon's face.

　　 It was a little warm, which made him narrow his eyes when he just got up and stretched out a big lazy waist.

　　 "It's another day..."

　　He first came to the kitchen, poured himself a glass of milk, and then he took the glass and came to the living room window.

　　 After observing the movement of Natasha’s house with the binoculars placed in front of the window, Leon looked up at the clock on the wall and said to himself: “Well...it’s almost time to get up and run in the morning.”

　　 However, before Natasha, who was wearing sportswear and going out for an early morning jog, hadn’t waited until a wave of unexpected "guests" had been waited for by Leon.

　　 On the street in the early morning, there was a burst of "rumbling" sounds.

　　 Five black SUVs drove from a distance and entered Lyon’s telescope.

"That is?"

　　 Leon subconsciously felt something was wrong. It is often said that there must be a demon if something goes wrong, not to mention, judging from the posture of these SUVs, it is obvious that the person who came is not good.

　　 Leon didn’t guess wrong.

　　 However, the target of several SUVs is not him, but someone else...

　　 The menacing black SUVs stopped in front of Natasha's house under Leon's gaze!

　　 A group of bald men with cold expressions walked down from the car, holding Uzi submachine guns, the weapon of murder in their hands.

"Oops!"

　　 Seeing this scene, Leon also instantly understood the identity of these bald guys-the red house!

　　 Without hesitation, he turned around, ran to the bedroom, picked up a silver suitcase, and rushed out of the apartment.

　　 When he came downstairs, a continuous burst of gunfire, like the sound of dense rain, reached his ears!

　　 Leon raised his head abruptly and looked a few blocks away, his eyes filled with anxiety.

　　 These people have a very clear purpose: what they want is not a living "black widow", but a dead "black widow"!

　　 As soon as he thought of this, Leon was anxious, three steps in two steps, and directly jumped on the already prepared transportation tool-a black Ducati Sport1000biposto.

　　 Put the suitcase in place, twist the accelerator, and the front of the motorcycle suddenly lifted up!

boom!

　　 The moment they landed again, Leon and the motorcycle turned into a black flash and galloped away.

　　 Fortunately, the house I rented was only a few blocks away from Natasha’s house, less than one kilometer away.

Under the explosion of this behemoth with a displacement of nearly 1,000 CC, only 10 seconds later, Leon saw the bald brawny men holding Uzi in the distance and pouring 9mm bullets into the house "suddenly". .

　　 Seeing the shaky and crumbling house destroyed by bullets, the brawny bald men stopped the action of continuing the shooting.

　　 Judging from the tragic appearance of the house, no matter who it is, the people in it may have been horrible.

　　 However, just as Leon thought so, the scene changed again!

　　 "Bang!" A motorcycle broke out of the house.

　　 On the motorcycle, there was a vigorous figure sitting.

　　 Seeing that familiar face, Leon, not far away, couldn't help but exclaimed: "Natasha?!"

　　 Natasha rushed out of the house while driving her motorcycle. There was a sudden brake, and the tire made a black mark on the ground.

　　 In front of the brawny bald guys, after a straight tail flick came, she took out a pistol from her waist, "bang-bang" two shots, and directly killed the two people who were blocking her escape route!

　　 Immediately after twisting the throttle, the whole motorcycle, like an arrow from the string, rushed out of the encircling circle from the gap.

　　 This series of actions only took place in just a few seconds, so that the killers in the Red House had no time to react, so Natasha killed two people in a row and broke out.

　　 "What else to watch? Get in the car and chase!"

　　 A roar of the suspected little boss made the remaining killers wake up like a dream, one after another, opened the doors of the SUV and got into the car to catch up.

　　 dropped the two corpses, and several SUVs started their engines again, chasing after Natasha who was going away.

　　 Leon saw this, but didn't think too much, and drove the motorcycle again and followed.

　　 Although he felt that even if she didn't help, Natasha might escape from the hands of these killers. However, Lyon is more willing to do things and maximize foolproof.

　　 What's more, he can't just watch, the Black Widow, who has finally found it, just flees like this.

　　 or be killed...

　　 Natasha drove a motorcycle, while sprinting at high speed, while dodgeing left and right on the road, avoiding bullets shot from behind.

　　 from time to time he turned his head and fired a few shots, trying to slow down the speed of the pursuit.

　　 A few black SUVs followed closely behind Natasha, chasing her.

　　 Several bald-headed men leaned out of the car window, holding guns, and constantly shooting at Natasha.

Da da da…

　　 Wherever he went, gunfire broke out.

　　 Fortunately, it is not working hours, and there are relatively few vehicles and pedestrians on the main road.

　　 Otherwise, the hapless people hit by stray bullets along the way are enough to fill a bus...

　　 Hurricane all the way, Natasha led the chasing soldiers, gradually away from the city, and drove towards the suburbs.

　　 At this time, the killers in the Red House also noticed Leon who had been chasing behind them through the rearview mirror.

　　 With the idea of ​​"Killing the wrong, don't let it go", the gunmen on the two SUVs immediately turned their guns, and poured out angry bullets frantically towards Lyon behind him.

　　 "Shit!"

　　 Leon saw the dark muzzle aimed at him~www.readwn.com~ could not help but curse in a low voice, and quickly launched the secret technique "Dodge from left to right"

　　 bang bang bang!

　　 The bullet hit the ground with a terrifying noise.

　　 "Being passively beaten like this is not a solution, you have to find a way to fight back..." Lyon, who thought so, was annoyed in his heart: why in a hurry, he brought suitcases instead of guns...

　　 If he had a gun in his hand, he would have killed these guys in twos or twos...

　　 However, at this moment, he suddenly remembered that a small toy he carried with him could also make this embarrassing situation fall apart.

　　 "By the way, I still have that thing!"

　　 saw him holding the handle with his right hand, while continuing to control the motorcycle to speed forward, while extending his left hand, he took out a black round pie-shaped device from his trouser pocket.

　　 "Ha! It's time to fight back!"

　　 With a light press, the round cake device made a beeping sound.

　　 After the device was activated, Leon threw his left hand violently and stuck the round cake on the bottom of one of the SUVs.

　　 Then, Leon accelerated and drove his motorcycle, passing directly on the left side of the SUV.

　　 What made the other driver feel inexplicable was that at the moment of overtaking, Leon also smiled and said a word to him.

　　 However, before he could react from Leon's words, the sudden change occurred!

　　嘣!

　　 Accompanied by a loud explosion, the entire SUV seemed to be overturned from the rear of the car by a big hand, rolled several times on the road, and finally hit the guardrail on the side.

　　 It wasn't until the whole person and the car turned over in midair that the driver realized what the word Leon said just now, exactly.

　　 "Farewell!"-Goodbye!