Chapter 2417: Mantis catching cicada

Sneakingly and crept, the moonlight stretched Skye's shadow diagonally on the ground, looking like a big wild cat.

She ran across the road in a trot, like a thief, with a sense of vain, because she was exposed after the failure of the previous invasion of the Pentagon, and she was still holding a reward at this time.

Otherwise, why would she live in the car and eat fast food? It is because of this that it is easy to avoid the search.

When she came to the door, she took a hairpin from her head and unlocked it. This was also learned from others when organizing a party in the past, including her minivan.

That's right, in addition to picking the lock, she also learned to steal cars. Anyway, when organizing offline parties, all kinds of talents came.

Biting the tip of her tongue with her teeth, she gently turned the hairpin in the keyhole, closing her eyes to feel the weak vibration and the feeling of the circlip being lifted.

Then the door opened as soon as the doorknob was twisted.

Her slender figure slid into the door and walked quickly to the third floor. All she needs to do is to carry the main box away. Go and return quickly and nothing will happen.

The wooden stairs creaked under the feet, and the aliens’ homes were unexpectedly tidy, and they didn’t even have a breath of life, as if they didn’t need to eat...

"That's right, aliens eat dirt."

Skye smiled awkwardly to himself, that is, their high tide organization dug up the secret extraterrestrial video from a cloud disk in Mongolia, added translations in various languages, and released it to the world.

Although it is not clear why it exploded in a flash, everyone is very happy now, feeling that the "rising tide" has awakened the public's awareness, pierced the ugly faces of politicians, and won a big victory.

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"Squeak~"

The door of the bedroom on the third floor was pushed open, and with a sore noise, everything behind the door was revealed before her eyes.

There was a heavy smell of cologne in the air, and Skye rolled his eyes. It was obvious that only the Playboy Iron Man, who is known all over the world, would be so sassy.

"Cut, rotten capitalist, you can't use perfume like this if you have money?" Skye rubbed his eyes and walked to the computer on the desk, spitting out: "He has used the cologne as tear gas."

Talking to relieve her psychological pressure, her little hands quickly began to unplug all kinds of wires. As the wires fell to the ground in the moonlight, a little dust was splashed, and the smile on her face became more natural.

But just as she bent over to hug the case and was about to leave here, a hard thing hit the back of her head.

What followed was the sound of pulling the hammer and a warning from a cold female voice:

"Don't move, cutie, put down the things that don't belong to you."

Skye's face looked like she was wearing a mask of pain. Although she imagined that she was going to overthrow this hypocritical system, she realized that she was scared when she was put on her head.

She slowly put the case back in place and raised her hands: "I have no weapons, and I will not resist. Don't get excited! I know that you only need to make a report for the killing of the NYPD, but you can also make a story. Isn't it troublesome?"

"Face the wall, don't play tricks." A hand pushed her against the wall, and then quickly touched her whole body. After confirming that she had no weapons, the pistol on the back of her head was taken away: "Okay, now Turn around."

"Well, I'm going to turn around slowly now, I surrendered, don't shoot." Skye closed his eyes hard and turned slowly.

She has seen a lot of videos on the Internet, where the police shot civilians at once, as if this is the case now.

But she did not suffer any beatings or other misfortunes. The hand just pinched her nose: "Open your eyes, we are good people, not the police, nor the immigration or tax bureau."

However, according to Skye’s past childhood wandering experience, people who claim to be good are bad guys out of ten.

At this time, a name that had only been seen in the depths of the dark web flooded her mind and connected everything.

Yes, Iron Man and Spider-Man have just left, and then followed, and it must be Hydra who ambushed himself in the dark!

"No, I don't look at it! I understand very well, if you see your looks, you will kill me!" Skye hugged his head and squatted down, repeatedly refusing: "You stun me, I do everything. I haven't seen it, and I won't call the police."

There was a chuckle of laughter from the room, followed by the woman's helpless voice: "Come on, captain, she seems to have filled a lot of things in her brain."

There was the sound of turning the window, followed by a series of heavy footsteps approaching, and a big hand fell on her head: "Girl, I am Captain America. Now you need to fulfill your civic duty to protect America."

This voice is very familiar. It can be heard on TV or car radio almost every day. Captain America always advertises Wilson's products from morning to night.

At least Skye has heard calluses in his ears over the past ten years, and he will definitely not make a mistake.

She opened her eyes, and she saw the Avengers right in front of her, to be precise, part of the reunion.

Captain America, Sergeant Bucky, the bird-raising falcon, the Black Widow and the Hawkeye. Outside the windows are the mysterious fighter planes floating from visible to invisible, like a magic cloth.

"Captain America?"

"It's me, girl, can you still stand up?" Steve smiled and stretched out her hand, then shook his head: "We noticed that you have entered this sensitive area and want to take away some clues. , So the black widow frightened you a bit, we didn't mean anything."

Bucky and Sam both leaned against the door and spoke quietly, with smiles on their faces, as if they were looking very interesting.

Hawkeye was sitting on the windowsill, playing with an arrow blankly.

"I was scared to death, I thought I was going to be killed!" Sky rubbed her face vigorously, she leaned aggrievedly on a side table and looked at Natasha with a grievance.

But will the black widow eat her?

The answer is of course no. Natasha put away the gun and said to Steve with a tablet computer: "Her identity has been found, code-named'sky'. It is a hacker of the rising tide organization. This organization has been frequently attacking recently. The databases of government agencies around the world are Internet terrorists in the digital age."

"No!" Skye retorted. Anyway, the captain here means that she will not kill casually. She is bolder: "We just want to announce the truth to people. People have the right to know. The government that covers the truth is an infringement. The human rights side."

Natasha shrugged and said to Steve: "Have you heard? This is what the anti-social lunatic said."

"Don't say that, she is just a young girl who has just grown up, and she doesn't know the rules of the game in the world." The captain shook his head seriously, calling Bucky over to replace Natasha.

They are a few steps late, and any clues are important, not playing scare games here.

The black widow shook her head indifferently, and walked away in a tight leather jacket and high heels: "I have been ordered to kill since I was seven. Experience tells me that age is not a problem. An American soldier like you who ignores a little girl? Know how you survived World War II."

Steve smiled and shook his head, took a bottle of drink from Bucky and handed it to Skye: "Perhaps because of my charisma? The bullets of German devils like to go around me?"

Bucky, who had an understanding with the captain, immediately understood. He quickly took out round glasses from his pocket and put them on, turned into a spit, and then added witty words to ease the atmosphere: "No, it's because you always carry a shield. Men can't sneak attacks. With American-style clams, women can't bear to start."

After performing such a red-faced and white-faced performance, looking at Skye who couldn't help but smile, everyone knew that it was done, and she would cooperate.

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