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"The vegetables are cut." Paige wore a scarf, walked to the lazy sofa, looked at the widowed sister and Bank who were getting together, and said coldly.

"Ah, I didn't even eat lunch, so I just skipped to dinner. I'm starving to death." Bank said like a playboy and stood up.

"I'll cook whatever you want to eat." Bank said to Natasha.

Natasha was a little surprised. When she met such a cute terrorist, she couldn't bear to blow his head with Barrett. Well, let's use 98k. But by the way, didn't you look sad and angry just now? You pressed me down Do you eat dust on the ground?

"As you wish, Lord Bank." Natasha smiled knowingly.

"Well, then I will use a long-lost Chinese delicacy to ignite your taste buds. After eating enough, you will have the strength to blow the heads of your colleagues at night. By the way, you said that if I mail a copy now Black Widow's braised hooves, give it to Nick Fury, will he throw a weapon at you?" Bank looked at Natasha's white arm and asked her.

Natasha thought carefully and said, "Based on what I know about the director, it's difficult for him to compromise with terrorists for the sake of a certain agent. That would only anger him."

"let it go."

After Bank finished speaking, he walked to the kitchen. The widowed sister accidentally looked at the unguarded shop door, thinking thoughtfully.

When Bank passed by Colberos who was lying on the ground and drooling while watching the explosion of cute pets, he kicked him in the butt and said, "Go and guard the door. Don't say you didn't sense these things." The civilians on the street have been evacuated, and the big guys have blocked the street."

Korberos glared at Bank angrily, but still wisely picked up the cute pet Big Bang and lay down at the door.

The widowed sister looked at Kolberos lying at the door and sighed in her heart. It seemed that Mr. Lanlost did not give her any chance to escape.

Seeing Bank approaching the kitchen, Natasha hesitated for a moment, then followed him directly, and Paige was naturally not far behind.

In the kitchen, after Bank finished cooking all the vegetables that Peggy had cut, he put on an apron and his expression suddenly became calm.

Bank skillfully took out the green cilantro, carefully removed the heads and dead leaves, washed them carefully, and cut them into small pieces.

Then pile the chopped coriander neatly on the side of the cutting board, take out the chili peppers and garlic, cut the chili peppers into even circles, and chop the garlic into small pieces.

The widowed sister wondered, what could make Bank, an obscure terrorist, so serious?

Could it be that this dish has some indispensable meaning to him? Or is this long-lost Chinese delicacy in his mouth really so delicious?

Thinking of the magical country in the far east, the widow thought it was very possible, so she observed Bank's movements more curiously, at least on the surface, but in her heart she was still sizing and calculating, what is Peggy's vase? What is the probability that a person with superpowers can subdue her with just a few moves? After subduing her, can Bank be able to use the rat weapon?

Bank methodically handled the tedious preparation steps and placed all the necessary condiments next to the cutting board. Finally, he took out a cucumber that was as green as emerald.

After carefully removing the sharp points on the cucumber skin with a knife, Bank took a long breath, raised the kitchen knife very solemnly, and slapped it hard in the shocked eyes of the widowed sister.

At the east corner of Franklin Street, Coulson was standing in front of an armored vehicle, methodically controlling the armed forces.

"Sir, all civilians on Franklin Street and Second Avenue have been evacuated. Eight tanks have blocked the east and west intersections. Ten members of the sniper team are also in place, requesting instructions." A heavily armed black man said, Carrying a scar assault rifle, he ran to Coulson and reported.

"Where's the armed helicopter?

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asked Coulson.

"Five Apache and Black Hawk helicopters are already in place on the temporary apron on the roof of the building." the black officer said.

"Oak, wait for orders and be ready to attack at any time." Coulson said.

"Yes"

The black officer responded and was about to leave, but Coulson stopped him.

"By the way, once again, fight and protect Agent Natasha's safety as much as possible. If she escapes from the line of fire, provide her with maximum fire cover."

"Yes" the black officer responded and left quickly.

Coulson looked at the small shop with locked doors and windows on the street, and felt a little complicated. Did even a top agent like Natasha make a mistake?

Although the combat policy formulated by Coulson and Nick Fury is to maintain Natasha's safety as much as possible, judging from the current situation, this time, his former colleague and commander seem to be in doom.

He didn't think that a terrorist of this level would be kind enough to let the hostage go instead of giving her a peanut when he was in dire straits.

And Coulson knew that it was impossible for Director Nick to turn against an agent, or even give terrorists a chance to demand conditions.

This inevitably made Coulson feel that someone was hurting others, but it was immediately covered up. Professional agents should do their best to maintain absolute sanity when performing tasks. This is the first element.

Colson looked at the phone in the distance. It had been transported by a small field robot and arrived at the door of Bank's store. In the end, Colson also wanted to seize the smallest opportunity to negotiate with the terrorists. .

In exchange for a small life in exchange for his release and life imprisonment, as long as the other party is not an extreme anti-socialist with a big beard, Colson is confident that with the profound negotiation skills he has learned, there is still some hope. of.

After all, the conditions in American prisons are quite good now. If you are a person with special abilities and serve a few years in prison and perform well, SHIELD may even consider giving you a semi-civilian title. However, The kind that is subject to supervision.

However, if Natasha and Fury knew what he was thinking, they would definitely advise him to skip this step directly, because negotiating with that twitchy terrorist is just asking for trouble.

Colson picked up the walkie-talkie, but just when he was about to speak, he seemed to see the door of the store open a gap, and then, a thin figure poked out.

"Don't shoot," Coulson said loudly, raising his right hand high, because he saw clearly that the person who came out was Agent Natasha.

But then, just as Natasha was about to take off her leather jacket and perform the act of shedding her shell, something seemed to be inside and dragged her back again.

In the store, Bank took off Natasha's torn leather coat and quickly closed the store door.

He asked Natasha "What did you see?"

Natasha shrugged, took off her leather jacket, and said helplessly, "A large number of combat team members and eight Stryker armored vehicles, but Mr. Bank, if you are willing to let me go now, I can definitely fight for you." , leave you alive."

Bank ignored Natasha's words and muttered, "Are there eight Stryker armored vehicles, five Apaches and Black Hawk helicopters, and ten Barrett's Cyclops on the building opposite?" You're not being kind, this is my combat strategy, you just took it without even saying hello."

However, Korberos, who was lying on the side, pursed his lips. This cheating master, what is outside, asked himself, isn’t it? He really wasn’t afraid that his little concubine would be shot in the head.

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