I have a good impression of Marvel

It was Wednesday morning.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun shone in through the cracks in the window and reflected on Leon's face.

It was a little warm, causing him to squint his eyes when he just got up, and couldn't help but stretch.

“It’s a new day”

He first came to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of milk, and then took the cup to the window of the living room.

After observing the movement of Natasha's house with the telescope placed in front of the window, Leon looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and said to himself: "Well, it's almost time to get up and go for a morning run."

However, before Natasha, who was wearing sportswear and going out for a morning jog, Lyon waited for a wave of unexpected "guests"

On the street in the early morning, bursts of "rumbling" sounds suddenly sounded.

Five black SUVs came from a distance and entered Lyon's telescope sight.

"That is"

Leon subconsciously felt something was wrong. People often say that when something goes wrong, there must be a monster. What's more, judging from the posture of these SUVs, it is obvious that the attackers are evil.

Leon's guess was not wrong.

However, the target of several SUVs was not him, but someone else.

Several menacing black SUVs stopped in front of Natasha's house under Leon's gaze.

A group of bald men with cold expressions stepped out of the car, holding murder weapons Uzi submachine guns in their hands.

"Oops"

Seeing this scene, Leon instantly understood the identity of these bald men.

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned around, ran to the bedroom, picked up a silver suitcase, and rushed out of the apartment.

When he came downstairs, bursts of continuous gunshots, like the sound of dense rain, reached his ears.

Leon raised his head suddenly and looked in the direction a few blocks away, his eyes full of anxiety.

These people have a very clear purpose: they want not a living "Black Widow", but a dead "Black Widow"

When he thought of this, Leon was so anxious that he jumped directly onto the black Ducati Sport 1000 Biposto, a transportation vehicle that had been prepared.

Put the suitcase away, twist the accelerator, and the entire front of the motorcycle suddenly lifted up.

砰

The moment they landed again, Leon and the motorcycle turned into a black flash of light and sped away.

Fortunately, the house I rented was only a few blocks away from Natasha's house, less than a kilometer away.

Just 10 seconds after the explosion of this behemoth with a displacement close to 9, Leon saw bald men holding Uzis in the distance, pouring mm bullets into the room.

Seeing the crumbling houses that were destroyed by bullets, the bald men stopped shooting.

Judging from the miserable appearance of the house, whoever it is, the person inside may be in danger.

However, just as Leon was thinking this, something happened again.

With a "bang", a motorcycle broke through the door of the house.

Sitting on the motorcycle was a vigorous figure.

Seeing that somewhat familiar face, Leon, who was not far away, couldn't help but exclaimed: "Natasha"

Natasha rushed out of the house on her motorcycle. She suddenly braked and the tires left a black mark on the ground.

In front of the bald men, after flicking her tail openly, she took out a pistol from her waist and fired two "bang bang" shots, killing the two people who were blocking her escape route.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately twisted the accelerator, and the entire motorcycle, like an arrow leaving the string, rushed out of the encirclement through the gap.

This series of actions took place in just a few seconds, so that before the killers in the red room had time to react, Natasha killed two people in a row and broke out.

"Why did you get into the car and chase me?"

A loud roar from the suspected little boss made the remaining killers wake up from their dreams and open their SUVs one after another.