Eastern Europe, Albanian Harbour, 9:30 pm.

Merlin and Patton were saying goodbye to the ship owner on the dock. If Patton hadn't told Merlin about the identity of the man in his 30s in front of him in advance, Merlin would never have associated the handsome guy in suit and tie in front of him with a successful speculative arms dealer.

This arms dealer named Yuri is very enthusiastic, and he is good at being a human being, and even better at doing business.

"Dear friends, the place you are going to is very dangerous. Do you want to prepare more self-defense items?"

Yuri gave a box of high-end cigars as separate gifts to Patton, rubbed his hands and said to Merlin:

"I have a good batch of goods on my boat. For Brother Fury's sake, I'll give you a 20% discount! I'll give you a box of grenades for free."

"unnecessary."

Patton coldly rejected the shrewd businessman in front of him. This senior agent seemed to have only one bow in front of any task.

Meilin was a little hesitant. He now only had a gun and a magazine on his body. The shadow of insufficient firepower had been shrouded on the rookie's head since he set off.

In the end, Merlin could not withstand the temptation of Yuri, a profitable businessman. Five minutes later, there was a pair of silver-light and powerful gadgets in his bag, which were ten thousand new, and three magazines were included.

If the bag I brought was not too small and inexperienced, Merlin would probably purchase more "self-defense items" under Yuri's incitement. To be honest, Yuri's private cargo hold really opened his eyes to "the local bun" Merlin.

It was simply a small arsenal, and everything Merlin could think of had sufficient supply in it.

Under the cover of night, the two agents politely declined the grenade given by their good friend Yuri. Then they rented a car and rushed along the dock road to Sokovia, a small Eastern European town several hundred kilometers away.

Fury, already waiting for them there.

Sokovia, an internal city in Eastern Europe, has a permanent population of 2 million, full of strong Soviet style.

It is no wonder that for decades after the end of World War II, this place has always been in the system of the former Soviet Union. But to be honest, the security of the city of Sokovia is not at all like other cities under the rule of the Russians. The ethnic conflicts here are very sharp and ethnic wars often break out, especially after the fall of the Soviet Union, the security environment in Sokovia deteriorated rapidly.

Air control has begun here since a year ago, and as Western forces began to enter the area near Sokovia, this city that has been constantly fighting has ushered in a new wave of storms.

According to the Strategic Science Legion, a real war will break out here at most one year. But a new order will also come after the war is over.

But all this has nothing to do with Fury.

At this time, in the not-so-hot sunshine in Eastern Europe, he was sitting in an open-air cafe three blocks away from the embassy. The black man was leisurely looking at the newspaper, like a foreigner who was greedy for pleasure.

But from Fury's movements looking at the watch from time to time, it is not difficult to guess that he is not wasting time, but waiting for someone to come.

"Drip, drip, drip"

After Fury finished a cup of coffee, he placed it on the table and his brick-like cell phone rang out suddenly.

Fury picked up his cell phone and put it in his ear. Under the flat glasses used for disguising, he looked around with sharp eyes, looking for any suspicious person, he said:

"Natasha?"

"Yeah, it's me."

A sweet and hoarse woman's voice sounded in Fury's ears, like chatting with an old friend, and the former Soviet agent Natasha Romanov, who was hiding in a corner, whispered:

"Mr. Fury, is the journey to Sokovia still going well?"

“It went smoothly.”

Fury replied:

"Apart from the guests I came to meet, everything was beautiful. The people here were very enthusiastic, I liked it very much, so I won't go around the corner, Natasha. I remember we had already agreed to see you here to express the sincerity of the Strategic Science Legion. And you will join us, right?"

"Yes, we agreed."

Natasha replied:

"I not only agreed with you, but also with Mr. Silver Bullet, and Ms. Carter, and had a late date with Mr. Howard, but so what? Fury."

The tone of this ghost-like female agent was full of playfulness and sarcasm, she said:

"I promised them, but I broke the agreement. I promised you, and I will break the agreement too. We are agents, and lies are our weapons. Time is up. I wish you a good time and your 'new friends'."

The moment Natasha finished speaking, the other people sitting in the open-air cafe beside Fury stood up and rushed towards Fury with a cold expression.

Obviously, they were not here to have coffee.

But Fury was not panicked. Instead, he was still chatting with Natasha. He reached out to take off his glasses for covering him, and he said:

"You treat me as bait to lure out the 'Red House' agents who are pursuing you? Natasha, you are really cunning."

"Let's go with each other."

The woman chuckled:

"You are not the first day you have been an agent. Fury, the 'friends' you arranged nearby can't hide it from my eyes. Although it's thousands of miles away, I also know that you are the elite recruited by Peggy Carter himself, and she values ​​you very much! More than 20 years ago, Ms. Carter was my best opponent, so use any means, Fury."

"You want to capture Black Widow? You want to accomplish what your predecessors weren't able to do?"

"So, how can you do not shed some blood?"

Along with a slightly sharp laugh, Fury's phone stopped communicating.

He shook his head calmly, and looked at the red house agents surrounding him who were obviously Slavonic, and he said to those people in a calm tone:

"Give it a minute, thank you."

"You guys block my sunshine."

"Bang"

With a gunshot, the guy in front of Fury fell to the ground.

Then there was the second, the third, the fourth, and in just a few seconds, the unexpected agents were shot dead by several snipers lying in ambush.

Fury, who was still sitting on the chair, seemed to have not seen the blood and corpse under his feet. He wiped the blood on his arms with a tissue in disgust. He pressed the button on his watch and said to his two trump cards hidden in the dark:

"Action!"

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Natasha shook her soft burgundy hair. She was wearing a red coat, a small leather bag, and high heels, swaying her figure, walking on the streets of Sokovia.

All the advantages of Slavic women are concentrated on her body. Even with the barrier of the coat, they can focus the eyes of all the men around her. The posture that is not close to fireworks is like a supermodel who has just gotten off work. Even the unruly and with a hint of fatigue is like those real urban beauties.

She parked on the side of the road, as if waiting for the car. After a glance at her watch, the beauty, who was almost dead corners, took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her handbag and lit it with a golden lighter. She shook her head, raised her head, and let out a breath of smoke.

Among the crowd behind her, a tall and thin man with a travel bag and sunglasses was approaching her little by little. Just when the two were 10 meters away, the beautiful lady seemed to have had something in advance. As soon as the red light on the street was on, she moved her shoulders, picked up her handbag, and walked to the other side of the street.

A few minutes later, she turned into an alley, and behind her, the tall and thin man also quietly walked into it.

"Bang"

With a gunshot, the bullet almost flew over Agent Patton's scalp.

In front of him, Natasha took off her disguise coat and wore a black close-fitting combat uniform, holding a double gun and looking at him with a cold face.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang"

The top agents of the former Soviet Union were indeed ruthless characters who didn't talk much. They had no dialogue or hesitation. The two guns in their hands fired one after another, and the bullets shot out by each shot were extremely fatal.

Patton rolled on the ground for a week. He smashed the backpack behind him hard at the female agent in front of him, and swung the short stick in his hand out, and the black war bow appeared in his hand.

"Swoosh"

The first arrow shot by Patton showed Hawkeye's true strength. The arrow drew a strange arc in the air and flew towards Natasha from the side, forcing the female agent to dodge her defense, but the second arrow followed one after another, forcing her to not even aim.

As Hawkeye approached quickly, she kept shooting arrows, forcing Natasha to retreat continuously. The most important thing is that these arrows were accompanied by special effects. Some released paralysis current when approaching the female agent, while others would split strangely. In just 3 minutes of fighting, there were three blood marks on the female agent's cheek, and her left arm was directly stabbed by the split arrow and could no longer raise the gun to shoot.

"Bang"

The two were getting closer and closer, and they felt that the threat was approaching. The female agent smashed the pistol at Patton, then turned around and ran. She flashed and disappeared into the corner of the alley. However, when Hawkeye chased him, Natasha, who held the dagger in one hand, rushed out of the corner again. The sharp high heels kicked Agent Patton's wrist and knocked his battle bow away. The two began a more deadly close-fitting battle.

This female agent is indeed a tough guy.

She knew very well that when facing an opponent who was good at tracking and long-range attacking, turning around and running would only usher in the end. If you fight to the death, you still have the possibility of winning.

However, the injury to the left arm made Natasha, who was not as powerful as Patton, quickly fell into a disadvantage in the close hand-to-hand combat.

Patton's skill in using a knife was no worse than his skill in using a bow and arrow. In just over a dozen seconds, after several interleavings, Natasha was forced into a dead end by him.

"Put down your weapons! Come with me!"

Patton waved his dagger to block Natasha's slash. He clenched his other hand into a fist and hit her wrist, knocking the dagger in her hand away. As his fingers moved, two daggers disappeared from his palms. Patton took a step forward and pressed Natasha tightly against the wall in a confined posture like Jiu Jitsu.

He looked at the struggling beauty in front of him coldly, and said:

"I have no malice!"

"Have your mom told you?"

The female agent who was still bleeding on her face gritted her teeth and said to Patton:

"Be careful when approaching the spider!"

"Crash"

The dazzling blue light burst out from Natasha's wrist, like an electric shock switch being turned on. Agent Patton, who had already gained the upper hand, was struck by lightning at this moment. The current lasted less than a second, but he had lost the power to counterattack.

"Bang"

Natasha waved her kick and kicked Patton in the abdomen, and he fell down in intense paralysis. Then a cold dagger was pressed against the neck.

The female agent smeared the blood on her face with difficulty. The trace of blood made her look like she had a different temperament. She stared at the paralyzed Patton, and she said:

"You're not bad, little agent."

"But unfortunately, Fury sent you to hell."

"Bye now!"

She twitched the dagger and was about to cut off Hawkeye's neck, but behind her, a black shadow broke out strangely and cut her palms hard on Natasha's neck.

"Bang"

The female agent was hit by the blow and turned to the ground, but she did not fall into a coma, but tried to get up dizzyly.

"Huh? Why didn't you faint?"

A young voice rang behind her, and the next moment, the black metal handcuffs fell on Natasha's wrist, completely killing her last chance to escape.

"Ahem"

Agent Patton struggled to get up from the strong electric shock paralysis. He picked up his battle bow and said to Merlin with a very bad look:

"First of all, she is a reinforced agent and doesn't faint so easily."

"Secondly, your method is not right at all! You are the wrong position and you are a rookie!"

After saying that, Patton stopped looking at Merlin with an awkward look. He squatted down and raised Natasha's face. He stared at those beautiful gray eyes. He said:

"Hello, Natasha Fury, I want to talk to you."

But Natasha ignored Patton, she turned her head and looked at Merlin who appeared like a ghost behind her, and a trace of disgust flashed across her face:

"Mutants? You freaks have also begun to serve politics?"

"I'm not a mutant, Miss Natasha."

Merlin grabbed Natasha's burgundy hair and pulled her roughly from the ground. He looked at Natasha's trapped hands. He smiled a different smile and said to the female agent:

"Don't try it. These handcuffs have 4-fold locks, and you can't open them in a short period of time."

“Do I need to open it?”

The gloomy Natasha showed a playful smile, and accompanied by heavy footsteps, the female agent said softly to the two agents in front of her:

"Have you ever told you? Hong House sent hundreds of killers to Sokovia in order to capture me, a 'traitor'. As long as I reveal my traces, they will follow me and kill me, along with all the witnesses around me!"

"Swish"

Agent Patton's face became ugly. Beside the two, Natasha said in her voice that everything was in control:

"Let me go, two of you. I can take you out of here. After all, I grew up here when I was a kid. I am very familiar with it. I know how to get rid of them."

"Need not!"

Before Agent Patton could speak, Merlin put away the pistol in his hand with a hint of regret, and then moved his fingers.

He stepped forward and stood in front of Patton, he said to Hawkeye:

"Do you a favor, blindfold her eyes, and find a safe place to hide."

“Although I’m not willing to do this”

Merlin's body began to fog quickly. He looked at the cold killers holding weapons in front of him, and he said with a little regret:
Chapter completed!