[Zhongyingmei] She has a very bad temper in Kuaichuan

Since she moved to Wade's apartment, she hasn't been on a mission again. After searching for a while, she finally found her equipment. She changed into a bulletproof vest and black clothes. The clothes left pockets for firearms and Weapons such as daggers can even hold bullet boxes.

She took a plum from the refrigerator, washed it, stuffed it into her mouth, and freed her hands to prepare. She brought a dagger and a pistol. Easily cut bones, the gun also has a high level of sight and minimal recoil.

After putting on the shoes, she straightened up, and her long jet-black hair fell back, soft and beautiful.

She has always been an impeccable beauty, with black hair and black eyes, deep and delicate, chaotic and crazy, but it adds a little more beauty.

The armament is very simple, clean and neat, showing all the sharp edges, like a highly aggressive femme fatale.

She took out the communicator from her pocket and pressed the only contact. After a while, a busy tone came.

Cecilia's fingers holding the communicator were clenched violently for a moment, but they relaxed again, her expression was calm, and her tone was inaudible.

But the message left was, "Wade he?'s Wilson, if I don't see you when I come back from this order." After a pause, his tone became low, "Don't force me to throw your bird by myself. Into the meat grinder."

Then he pressed the communicator and put it in his pocket again.

Chessia had long hands and long feet. When she saw the coffee table in front of her, she stepped on it directly, and then walked to the door. When she turned the handle and was about to go out, for some reason, she turned around suddenly and her eyes fell on the pink one. On the cat doll, there was a moment of silence, and the door slammed shut.

The target location of the task is not too far away. She specially picked a street where there are people from all walks of life. This kind of street is generally good people will never go, because there are mixed fish and dragons, selling illegal items and malicious people everywhere. the wicked.

Cecilia's appearance could easily attract the attention of these people, so when the first white man with a short hair came towards her, she turned her wrist, knocked him down easily, and drove away the other party's motorcycle.

There is no means of transportation, so she came here to try her luck, and it turned out that some fools really leaned on her.

I drove the motorcycle I just grabbed to the target location, and arrived in a short while. It was in a restaurant. The outer wall was made of glass, and bullets could easily penetrate it.

And the best part was that the task target happened to be sitting by the window. This kind of death-seeking behavior made the corners of Chessia's mouth twitch.

She went to the roof of the building opposite the restaurant. After making sure that there was no one around or any cameras, she took out a sniper gun from her bag, set it up, and started aiming.

boom--!

She looked carefully for a while. Although she was very confident in her marksmanship, she still maintained the principle of a mercenary. After confirming that the mission target was dead, she took a picture and video with her mobile phone and sent it to the trader. Keep it.

Although Cecia is indeed inferior to the Winter Soldier and Wade in terms of fighting, she will not lose to them in terms of marksmanship.

She quickly left the roof, came to the back door and drove the motorcycle fast all the way, took several turns between several roads, and went out from the dead corner of the road camera.

In this way, even if she is noticed by the police, she will not know which direction she is going.

After leaving the destination far away, she took out her mobile phone and glanced at it, and the other party had already remitted the full amount.

But when the contactor was turned on again, there was still no news from Wade.

Two hours had passed since she left him a message.

She even finished the task in just two hours.

So, where did her mental retardation go?

I don't know if it was bad luck, but when I drove to a sparsely populated area, the motorcycle ran out of gas.

Cecilia kicked the motorcycle roughly, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

After looking around to make sure there was no one there, she stretched out her hand, and the dark blue liquid slowly gathered and merged into a mirror.

Slowly, Wade's figure appeared on it, in the hospital.

The doctor said, up to two months.

two months?

Looking at the mentally retarded expression again, I can probably guess that it is not good news.

Frowning, she always felt something was wrong.

She pulled back the timeline and saw a man handed Wade a business card, presumably saying he could help him.

This kind of words is generally only a choice when it comes to life and death, when there is no choice.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, those jet-black pupils had faded, showing gorgeous colors, chaotic and mysterious.

Then, she saw pink on that man.

Pink, the most unfortunate color.

The color that brings bad luck.

The author has something to say: A setting of Cecilia, her eyes can see the color of people, and different colors have different indications