Lord of the Holy Light of Pirates

Barton now felt that the situation was urgent and that he was at great risk at any time on the opponent's territory, so he decided to use force to carry Natasha back even if he was carrying her.

Barton grabbed Natasha's right hand, and at the same time exerted force in his hand, he started with a back throw to grab the hand. If this move was successful, Natasha would lose her balance and be pinned on his shoulder.

But at this time, a heavy punch fell heavily on Barton's back, staggering the unprepared Barton, but he still stabilized his body immediately, and his pupils tightened involuntarily.

I saw where I was standing just now, headed by a young man with yellow hair. His eyes were wide open and he was breathing heavily, like an angry bull. Behind him was the homeless man who had just called him brother. Their expressions were the same as those of the yellow-haired young man, full of anger.

"Unexpectedly, you actually attacked our goddess Natasha. Fortunately, we treat you like a brother, and now you can't bear to eat and walk around."

These people are Natasha's loyal fans. Barton just held Natasha's hand and made everyone jealous, but it has not touched their bottom line. After all, this is their purpose, but they did not expect it.

This newcomer was so brave. He actually used violence against Goddess Natasha and even wanted to take her away by force. How could they endure this?

"Brothers, beat him, beat him hard," the yellow-haired young man shouted, bearing the brunt of the attack and heading towards Barton.

Faced with this situation, although Barton didn't understand the situation, he also knew that now was not the time to argue with these gangsters. He was currently on the other side's territory. Natasha was brainwashed by the other party, so in this situation, Barton made the decision The wisest choice is to run

Correct

This eighth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. escaped. It was the first time for Barton to encounter such an aggrieved thing in so many years of performing missions. If this was normal, he would have knocked down these gangsters long ago.

But he can't do it now. He knows that this church is very weird. In addition, his partner Natasha's overturn has forced him to be extremely careful. Once he is entangled by these gangsters and makes them aware of it, let alone saving Natasha. , even himself is in danger.

Therefore, a very funny scene appeared on the streets of New York. A group of homeless people dressed in rags were angry and blushing. They were shouting various greetings to family members and various human body organ terms. They were all very fast and excited. chasing another homeless man.

This chase lasted for ten minutes before the homeless men stopped, breathing heavily.

The yellow-haired young man who took the lead threw the mineral water bottle in his hand in the direction of Barton's escape, and shouted loudly with an indignant look on his face.

"Don't try to claim goddess Natasha for yourself, she belongs to all of us."

Today was definitely the unluckiest day for Barton since he was born. Not only did he experience the feeling of being a tramp, but he was also chased for several streets by a group of tramps.

He was very depressed about this. When had he ever experienced something like this? I am a level SHIELD agent, codenamed Hawkeye. I have carried out countless life and death missions over the years, but today I was chased by a group of homeless people.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. From the moment his identity was discovered and then chased, he felt like someone was secretly controlling him.

Then he thought of Natasha's abnormal behavior, coupled with the enthusiastic expressions of the homeless people chasing him, Barton suddenly realized and clapped his hands fiercely.

Those people are definitely being manipulated.

There are definitely mutants who control minds in that church.

He frowned and immediately sent this astonishing reasoning back to the headquarters, and at the same time began to prepare for action. As an eighth-level S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Barton didn't see the word "mission failure" in his eyes. Even when faced with supernatural beings like mutants, Barton didn't flinch at all.

Moreover, in the previous records of mutants, mutants who have the ability to control the minds of others must use some media to trigger their abilities, such as touching the other person's body, or verbal temptations, etc., and they can control others out of thin air. Thoughts, there has been one in history, and this kind of mutants are very weak in combat. Once they fail to control other people's thoughts, they are just ordinary people.

So Barton didn't have any fear. Being good at long-range attacks with bows and arrows, he had no reason to give the other party a chance to control his thinking. He put all types of arrows in his backpack, pulled the string of his compound bow again, and was satisfied. nodded.

Then fell back to sleep.

As night fell, when the time hand reached 2 o'clock, Barton, who had closed his eyes to recuperate, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were extremely sharp, not at all like a person who had just woken up. He turned over and took the Passing the backpack on the sofa, every movement became extremely lean.

Barton opened the window and looked at the street without anyone. He turned over and jumped from the eighth floor. At the same time, he shot a hook lock in his hand and swung his whole body.

Owl, on the move.

At this time, Barton bent his body, and he had arrived near the Holy Light Cathedral. After reconnaissance during the day, he found the weakest location in the church, which was a backyard without any defense or surveillance. Barton even suspected that this was the weakest point in the church's defense. It was a trap deliberately set by the other party.

But even so, Barton did not give up the idea. He put his hands on the wall and scanned the surroundings with his eyes. He did not see any ambush, but instead saw a scene that made his heart beat.

I saw a wooden room in the backyard of the church. This room was very old, small, and crude. There was only one wooden barrel in the whole room, and even the blocking door was only about meters, but it was It wasn't this room that made Barton's heart beat faster, but the person in the barrel.

At this moment, Natasha was bathing in a wooden barrel.

This made Barton stunned.

Although the two people have had a very close relationship, to be honest, Barton has already developed a certain immunity to Natasha, but this time it seems a little different.

At this time, in Barton's eyes, Natasha was soaked in the barrel. Her short black hair was full of temptation, her white neck was perfectly displayed, and the cross tattoo on her back could be vaguely seen. At the same time, the high-temperature steam formed a line on Natasha's back. Drops of water streak down the white skin.

Barton was stunned for a moment, swallowed involuntarily, his heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, and at the same time he couldn't help but hold up his hands to see if he could see more.

Just when Barton was getting excited, a soft female voice came from behind Barton.

"Sir, are you peeping?"