Chapter 870 Poaching

The sun was scorching the earth. On this section of Highway 6, six off-road vehicles burst into flames, black smoke rose, and the temperature rose. From a distance, even the air was distorted by burning. , the smell of gunpowder smoke from ammunition filled the air.

Natasha and Hawkeye seemed to emerge from a war of flames and black smoke.

The two of them looked at Brock Rumlow holding Haile hostage with slightly strange expressions.

"Hi, BOSS." Natasha's combat uniform was torn in many places, revealing the gray sensor suit that was close to her body, bringing a sonorous beauty of madness and wildness. She looked at Brock Rumlow, Turning his gaze to Haile's face, he said with a slight smile.

"Natasha, after my group resigns, you will live a life of driving an off-road motorcycle and fighting the enemy, going through life and death?

Wouldn't it be nice to be my assistant? Isn’t it good to have a sufficient salary and a peaceful life? "

Hal's eyes passed over the burning SUV behind Natasha and Hawkeye. The billowing black smoke twisted and rose into the sky. His eyes stopped on Natasha and said:

"Your successors didn't handle things as well as you did, and even a billion-dollar business has to ask about my decision."

When Natasha was Haier's assistant and head of secretary, she was very competent. She understood Haier's view of money very well, and there was no way she would let the boss decide on a billion-dollar business.

In most cases, it was she who made the decision and put it all together to tell Haier what she and the secretarial team had decided. Haier didn't have much of an objection and just asked Haier to sign it all at once.

Since Natasha resigned, the new head of the secretariat has been unable to make decisions about Haier, and often has to let Haier choose and decide on billion-dollar business transactions.

Now I have begun to notice Haier's attitude of not caring about money, and I am attracted by Haier's money. In recent days, I have begun to unite with outsiders to build a multinational company and prepare to take action on Haier's money.

Therefore, Natasha's own ability is very good for Haier, because she will not be tempted by money, and she also knows where Haier's money should be used, and directly determines the flow of Haier's money, but she After leaving office, the successor couldn't do it. Seeing the profits, he had already begun to prepare plans with some members of the secretariat team.

"I'm probably not a peaceful woman by nature." Natasha responded with a smile.

"Well, if you are not happy in SHIELD, you can come back to my group and use another way to protect world peace and make some decisions that are just and beneficial to the improvement of civilian life." Haile said with a smile: "Protecting this world requires more than just fighting and killing."

Natasha's eyes flickered slightly and she glanced at Haile, her face seemed to be thinking with slight hesitation.

To be honest, Natasha felt a little uncomfortable finding out that more than half of S.H.I.E.L.D. was HYDRA.

She always believed that what she did was atonement for herself and protection for the world.

But the biggest breeding ground for evil is the disappointment in SHIELD, which she always thought was just, which gave her a kind of upside-down illusion.

Over the years, she wasn't sure if she had ever carried out a mission issued by Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D.

When evil issued a mission in the name of justice, Natasha was no longer sure how many times she had carried out missions that were beneficial to evil.

She fell silent.

"Mr. Haile, I recommend myself. I think I can become a security guard in your group. I think my ability to be a security guard is sufficient."

Hawkeye and Natasha have a deep relationship. Natasha was able to enter SHIELD because of Hawkeye's strong persuasion. Seeing that she became slightly silent, he could probably understand her psychology. He sighed helplessly in his heart. Lie Yang smiled and said jokingly.

"Welcome to the extreme, but if Nick knew that I wanted to abduct his two capable men, he would probably immediately drive two helicarriers into my helicarrier.

In order to keep my Helicarrier, Clint, please keep my intention to poach you a secret from your boss. "

Hale responded with a smile.

On this battlefield, some of the scorching heat under the scorching sun and the tense atmosphere of silence and smoke were eliminated.

The silent Natasha couldn't help but shake her head and laughed.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled.

"You all know each other, that's even better. Your target is in my hands. Eagle Eye Security Guard, take off your clothes!"

Brock Rumlow's eyes were gloomy, he held an M9 pistol to Hal's temple, breaking the warm and unexpected atmosphere between the three of them, and said fiercely.

He could see that Natasha and Hawkeye were almost invulnerable, and had the strength to knock down the chests of soldiers from the Rapid Reaction Special Forces with one punch, all thanks to the suits they wore.

Natasha and Hawkeye are outstanding among Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., but they are not out of the scope of human beings. At most, they only have the same physical strength and fighting skills as themselves.

Being able to completely annihilate the rapid response special forces, resist bullets and be extremely powerful are all the effects of their suits.

Putting on this kind of uniform, Brock Rumlow doesn't think he will be worse than them.

The three of them looked at each other again, Natasha spread her hands and raised her shoulders.

"Rumlow, do you know what you're doing?"

Hawkeye nocked an arrow and pulled up the black recurve bow in his hand. The bowstring was tense and made a chirping sound. He aimed at Brock Rumlow, who was holding a pistol to Hale's temple, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Please, it's already embarrassing for me to just wear this suit that's so tight that my leg hair is visible. Why do you have to remind me so deliberately?"

Natasha tilted her head in laughter, trying not to smile so obviously.

"I have no hatred against you. I just received an order from Pierce to control Hale. I can give up the mission and break away from Hydra; Clint, take off your suit and let me go. We will never meet again." ; Otherwise, I will kill him and die together!"

Brock Rumlow pointed the M9 pistol at Hal's temple, hid behind Hal, revealed half of his eyes darkly, stared at Hawkeye fiercely, and said: "Hail is not someone who can do anything casually. I think you also know the importance of a dead person."

"Is it just the task of controlling Hale? Is there nothing else?" Hawkeye narrowed his eyes and stared at Brock Rumlow, who had half of his eyes exposed from behind Hale.

"Don't delay. I have indeed only received this task. I will count three, three..." Brock Rumlow shouted sharply.

"Then let's end it."

Hawkeye let go of his hand, and the arrow flew through the air towards Hale's head. Brock Rumlow's heart tightened, and suddenly his sight was no longer blocked. Hale turned his head, completely revealing him.

Hawkeye's arrow missed and shot directly into his forehead, and the powerful impact caused his body to roll up on the highway, lying more than ten meters away.

Looking around this section of the highway, there were more than thirty corpses, and the smoke and blood began to fill the air.

"How is my Helicarrier? It has taken off? Has Nick finished his work?" Haile asked after taking a look at the corpses and environment around him.

"If nothing unexpected happens, he started to implement the plan." Hawkeye came forward, glanced at the non-existent watch, and said with a smile: "If you don't mind that bloody incidents may occur on the Helicarrier, then you can board the ship tonight There’s a party.”