[Zhongyingmei] She has a very bad temper in Kuaichuan

Los Angeles at night is extremely bustling, the lights are feasting, and people always seem to be very busy. After all, this is Los Angeles. If you want to survive here, you need to spend more effort.

And in this luxury hotel with a safety factor that is said to be five-star, there are two snow-white carcasses intertwined with each other, and sweat is swaying between them, which is obviously caused by strenuous exercise.

The reason why the word is said to be used.

It was because at this moment, a man in black was climbing down from the top floor with a rope attached to the wall. He took out a miniature instrument from his waist pocket, and threw it into the slightly open window. After being triggered, it worked quickly. At the same time, all the surveillance videos of the entire hotel turned gray, and the police officers began to patrol around.

[The jammer is activated, and the countdown is 3 minutes. ]

The communicator from the man in black had a deep and slightly cold voice.

And almost at the same time, another voice sounded, "Ah, baby, friendly reminder, your old lover seems to be nearby."

The man in black did not reply, but retracted the rope connected to his body, turned over from the window neatly, his feet were very light, and did not make a sound. He took out the muffler from his waist pocket, put it on the gun, and aimed it at the gun. After two sentences in the bedroom, the indifferent eyes have no color.

[Target Detection. ] Mechanical sound.

[Target confirmed, stand by. ]

[shot. ]

boom--!

The bullet pierced through two people, and scarlet blood began to seep from the man's back.

[Target Detection. ]

[Confirms that the target is dead. ]

The man in black once again took out a small device from his waist pocket and threw it into the room, then quickly took off the dark black coat on his body, exposing the beautiful and hot curves of his body, and she took off the peaked cap on her head, as if The long black hair like a waterfall poured down, revealing that face.

Profound, like the portrait of a Nordic goddess recorded in the book, but mixed with Ukrainian style and the look of a Greek girl.

Black hair and black eyes, cold eyes, the most qualified killer.

She changed into a silver-white dress, and her pale skin looked even more holy. She stepped out of here gracefully and proudly on catwalks.

The aura is like a billionaire's daughter. After entering the elevator, she didn't press it directly to the ground floor, but went out from the middle and walked from the stairs to the parking lot on the first floor.

She glanced around and saw a man who was about to open the car door and get in.

"Hello." She had a charming posture, with a magnificent smile on her face, with a flirtatious air.

The man looked up at her, and seemed to be stupefied for a second, then reacted immediately, showing a gentlemanly smile, "Miss, is there anything I can do for you?"

She walked step by step, like the most proud queen, her long black hair fell behind her, like fine silk, soft and shiny, with dark pupils, deep facial features, and an impeccable beauty.

There was unconcealed appreciation in the man's eyes, and he was even a little nervous, as if he was afraid that he would not be perfect in front of his favorite goddess.

Her cold fingers gently caressed his neck. Her skin was smooth and delicate. Under the man's somewhat flattered expression, she waved her hand violently. The man lost consciousness. She pinched his eyelids to confirm that she would not be able to wake up in a short time. After coming, he simply threw the man on the ground.

Find the car keys from him, then quickly start the car and drive outside.

At this time, she spoke, her voice was lowered, but she still couldn't conceal the agility of the girl's voice, "Where is he?"

A teasing voice came from over there, "Wow, our little one still can't resist the beauty/temptation, want to see him?"

She hooked a smile, with the temptation of a bad girl flirting on her cheeks, and her voice was frivolous, "My good man, if I don't see him today, don't blame me for not reminding you, I will definitely chop your penis into pieces Shove it in your ass."

"Okay, okay, baby Sissy will always be the boss. He is one kilometer away from you at nine o'clock. Go early and come back early. He will wait for you to come back and play SM."

The woman showed a seductive smile because she was about to meet the man. She rummaged through the space of the other world, found a red lipstick, painted it on her lips, and sipped it slightly. The lipstick was thrown into the space casually, and then he concentrated on looking at the front of the car.

A mile is almost there.

There are several men in black on the road ahead, the most obvious of which is a man with metal arms. His hair is slightly long and reaches the chin. His eyes are cold and he is holding a gun. He seems to have just completed a mission. Inserted the dagger back into the scabbard.

She got out of the car and walked straight towards the man.

The man noticed her quickly, but didn't move extra until the beautiful woman came in front of him.

He lowered his head, with a mask and glasses on his face, all expressions were in the dark.

The woman raised her hand suddenly, and he subconsciously fought back, and the two started a close fight like this.

The man frowned slightly. This woman's attack pattern was very similar to that of another person.

Hydra has a contract with a freelance mercenary squad. They help Hydra do things, as long as they are paid, they protect high-level confidentiality, and they have never tasted defeat, so many of Hydra's field operations are more or less known this squad.

The reason why the Winter Soldier knew about this mercenary squad was because their captain made a deal with Hydra's top management so that he would no longer be brainwashed and frozen.

When he was on missions, he would often meet the captain, a man in black with a peaked cap.

But at this moment, the man overlapped with the woman in front of him, with exactly the same attack pattern and the same height.

It took barely a minute for the woman to be restrained by him, and the cold metal arms grabbed her two wrists. Her wrists were too slender, and there was an illusion that she would fracture if she squeezed hard in front of him.

She was like a delicate and blooming flower, her red lips curled up, and she showed an extremely seductive smile to him, her voice was charming, and her breath was like orchid, "wintersoldier, you know me."