Chapter 910 Hunting the Winter Soldier·Part 2 (Second update)

Agent Romanov took out his pistol from his waist, rolled to the door and crouched down to wait. Before the enemy who broke into the room could react, she used her amazing flexibility to raise her leg and kick away the enemy's pistol, and then gave the killer a heel on the chin. Then, like a dexterous poisonous snake, she wrapped herself around and threw the enemy to the ground.

She first hit the unlucky guy on the neck with the heel of her palm, and then used ground skills to restrict the opponent's movements while the opponent was in great pain, trying to strangle the opponent unconscious - however, her enemy suffered a heavy blow to the trachea. I still insist on fighting. He was making a hissing sound with his face flushed, and his other palm slapped the ground crazily. Natasha Romanoff could see a knife slowly falling out of the cuff from the corner of her eye, and hers The enemy is trying to hold it.

"Don't move if you don't want to die!" She didn't waste any time, and immediately pointed the gun at the killer who was pinned under her and issued a threat. However, the enemy did not want to give in, and still tried to pull out the knife tied in his wrist to fight back. Natasha Romanov had to use her left leg to press the opponent's right arm, and use her right foot to step on the enemy's other arm. With only one hand on his wrist, he smashed the magazine into the killer's forehead. As expected, she found nothing on the enemy that could prove her identity. This was a black operation and someone wanted to silence them.

"This place is busier than I thought!" she thought through gritted teeth.

After dispatching the enemy she quickly climbed to her feet and risked being sniped by allowing herself to take a look outside.

The thick smoke that shrouded the corridor of the apartment rented by the Winter Soldier has dissipated, but neither the Winter Soldier nor the killer disguised as a couple has disappeared, and even the porter who was shot and fell to the ground has disappeared. Then there was the window in the nearby building where someone had set up a sniper rifle. Except for the window glass she shattered with her gun and the white curtains blowing in the wind, there was no sign that she could get the information. After surveying the situation, she immediately retreated and walked down the corridor to the stairs. As she approached the hotel door, she slowed down and hid the pistol again, pretending to know nothing like the panicked travelers nearby, and disappeared like a drop of water melting into the ocean.

"You're late, Natasha." Steve Rogers said helplessly, holding a cup of coffee, "You should have set off earlier than us!"

"Women need time to put on makeup when going out." Natasha Romanov made a very perfunctory excuse.

She changed her clothes in the safe house without letting anyone know what she had experienced before. When she took the plane to Romania, no one could tell that she had experienced a battle three hours ago. . Agent Romanoff never mentioned anything about the Winter Soldier, even though she knew that this was the news that Steve Rogers really cared about - this was the only time in half a month that she caught traces of the Winter Soldier. It would be impossible to say that she didn't have any resentment for the failure of this mission, but she also realized that someone was also hunting down the Winter Soldier, and their methods were more secretive and more powerful. She couldn't imagine what would happen if the information the Winter Soldier knew was obtained by others, and she could only rely on herself to solve the matter, otherwise what awaited the Avengers would be a tragic internal strife. After reporting the pre-mission information as usual, she raised her eyebrows at the Makmov siblings sitting on the ramp door of the Quinjet, and asked Rogers with her eyes.

"They have a little conflict." Captain Rogers was very helpless, "I'm just waiting for you to help persuade!"

Agent Romanoff rolled his eyes, it would be better for the Avengers to be renamed Natasha Romanoff and a bunch of useless men. "Okay, get out of the way, big boy." She patted Rogers. "Mom is here to help."

The black kitten used its sharp claws to gently stir the silver-white threads in the silver mirror. However, the next moment it couldn't bear the influence of its nature. The little cat's claws shook desperately to try to shake off the water droplets, and stuck out its little tongue. Started licking his paws. Salomon moved the silver mirror aside to avoid being disrupted by Bastet's messenger. A minute ago, this little black cat, who looked small but had the power of an adult cat, took an ink bottle, a glass and a bottle. The pen was set down on the table. Salomon could not be distracted while listening to the sound of glassware smashing on the ground. He could only concentrate on guiding the killers' actions through the pictures displayed in the silver mirror. This made his blood pressure extremely high. .

"I'm working!"

"I can't control it, I'm just a cat!" Bastet said in a sullen voice, "The cat just wants to do this, and it doesn't have any bad intentions!"

"If you break another glass, I will put you in a cage!" Salomon picked up the back of the little cat's neck, raised the little coal ball with its tongue out in front of him, and stared at the ordinary pair of Golden eyes that cats don’t have. "I have given the document to the Winter Soldier in a way that leaves no room for suspicion. I do not want your protection of the King of Wakanda to be in place while he is on the move. Remember our agreement and I will give you more The power of faith, the faith of the entire Wakanda tribe is yours, but you also have to help me annex Wakanda's industry."

"I know, meow~" The little black cat scratched at the air randomly, seeming to be very dissatisfied with the mystic mage's actions.

It’s hard to imagine that such a bloody and terrifying conspiracy could be brewing in this warm and lovely scene. In order to achieve the task of not making the Winter Soldier suspicious and guiding him to a key location, Salomon forcibly controlled the minds of several killers, killing the forces that were also chasing the Winter Soldier at the cost of most of the casualties, and handed over a secret The document was delivered to the Winter Soldier as a trophy - this was the first time he had manipulated someone else's mind to complete a task, and it was still a new experience for him. Although these mercenaries are all expendable chess pieces, Salomon still cherishes the value of every chess piece. If Bast fails to do it, he will not let it go so easily.

Now he has another heir apparent with a claim to the throne of Wakanda, and that needs to work out as well.

Salomon sneered and took out a pair of pliers with a small LED light bulb from the drawer. Although Bastet resisted violently and screamed horribly, Salomon still trimmed her nails so that they would not scratch things, as skillfully as he usually trimmed the nails of the Cheshire cat, even though Bastet The fangs had dug into the skin of his hand and he didn't let go.

After doing all this, Salomon threw the little milk cat on the sofa in the office, as if nothing happened.

The little black cat was grinding his nails sadly on the cloth sofa, as if something unacceptable had just happened to him. However, after a while it forgot Salomon's previous actions, as if it didn't mind Salomon trimming its nails at all. It just lay down lazily. "I can give you something extra first." It said, "You know, I can have the ability to make the relationship between husband and wife more harmonious. Although this is something outside the agreement, I can also give you, after all, you have These two lovers must be in great need of this magic!"

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