[Comprehensive + Fulian Thor] Liars and Juvenile Offenders

In the night, a very neat black shadow fell from the wall.

India tiptoed to the back of the patrolling man, slammed his knee on the waist and spine of the man, then grabbed his arm to avoid the attacking blade, and then turned to the other side against his back. Slash hard at the neck!

The man fell down.

Just when he was about to fall to the ground, India, who was dressed in black, held the back of his head with her hand.

After doing all this, the whole alley was still quiet, not even the sleeping stray cats were disturbed.

Entering Hydra's base was extremely smooth, and India couldn't help muttering in her heart for a while. She had brought both guns and knives, and stuffed the pistol/gun in her coat pocket as a killer move. on the back.

She tugged at the rope that bound the scabbard, thinking of her father who taught her how to use the pistol, she felt much relieved.

Walking down the steps towards the basement, India was shivered by the cold wind blowing from the basement.

She put on her glasses and saw the red light spot at the end of the corridor. Without thinking about it, she raised her hand and smashed its lens with a slingshot. Three in a row, she dealt with them as quickly as possible.

So soon, she was at the end of the basement.

It was extremely quiet here, and there was no one there. She quickly opened the door with a film that was stained with the fingerprints of the man she had knocked unconscious.

Unexpectedly, under heavy guards, there was a completely empty meeting room inside.

India took back the samurai/sword/knife and rubbed her fingertips on the table.

There was no dust and it looked like it had just been vacated.

With a calm expression, the girl walked around the conference room and found that those people were very cautious and careful, leaving nothing behind.So she took a picture of the whole meeting room, and took fingerprints along all the furniture, but still found nothing.

Just when she felt that today was a day in vain, there was a slight glint of something on the back of the chair by the table, which caught India's attention.

However, just as she was about to walk over to have a look, the door was suddenly opened.

The black man she had knocked out walked in, holding a pen.

India took two steps back, clenched the samurai/sword in her hand.

"Who are you?!" Turning his eyes, India first asked loudly.

After being yelled at so confidently by her, the other party hesitated a bit, looked at the girl like a vigilant machine, and asked her, "Who are you?"

India felt relieved, it seemed that the person sent by Original Sin to monitor Addison that day did not recognize her.

"This is my former home! The house my grandfather left behind! What are you doing sneakily here?!" India continued to yell confidently, her expression was angry, her words were forceful, and she looked like a soldier /The descendants of people are just the kind who are full of lies, "How did you get in this air-raid shelter? Have you been to that basement?!"

The man didn't speak, but glanced at the girl several times, with a hesitant expression, and finally said: "This basement has already changed hands."

"I haven't received any news," India said coldly. "Are you the new owner here? I'm sorry for attacking you just now. I thought it was a thief."

The man was not sure of her identity for a while, so he stood still and didn't move, didn't talk much, let alone make a move.

After all, India had a guilty conscience. When she walked around the table, she accidentally swept her hands on the back of the chair, and then picked up her pockets with both hands. She seemed calm, but her heart was pounding: "Since the owner has changed, I will first Let's go, sorry to bother you, I will check the situation tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and walked forward pretending to be calm.

When she was less than ten steps away, the intuition given to her as an agent by her father suddenly played a role. At that moment, the girl felt as if she had the spider sense of Spiderman. of a knife.

"Master Yuan Sin has said that anyone who comes here, no matter who they are, will be killed." The man said indifferently, "I'm sorry."

India looked at each other warily, and then slowly broke into a smile.

"I'm the one who's sorry for you." After speaking, she raised her sword and rushed forward.

Being suppressed by Loki and her stepfather with fists for so long, in fact, India is not inferior to any real agent in terms of fighting fire/fighting, especially weapons/fighting.

In the narrow corridor space, even if she is in a disadvantaged position, she can still cut the opponent until there is only a trace of blood left.

So, even though he was already lying in a pool of blood, the black man's eyes were still full of shock.

"I'm sorry," India pulled her lips into a smile, "I'm afraid you're going to die."

But the man suddenly moved his fingers and pressed a button on his waist.

India's pupils shrank, she turned and ran towards the ground.

The overwhelming fire and light came crashing down, and the strong explosion brought about a huge suction force, compressing everything into the ground.

India tried her best to climb up, but she still fell down involuntarily.

Just when she was about to fall, the girl swung the samurai/sword upwards violently, and the sharp blade instantly pierced the wall.

This made her figure stop, and then, India took advantage of this pause to roll over.

The underground conference room was destroyed in a blink of an eye, and the girl crawled out in embarrassment and panic facing countless rubble and bricks.

The door of the corridor has been covered by gravel into a small hole.

When India struggled to get out of the hole, she saw a pair of black leather boots stopped in front of her.

Looking up, the girl followed the boots and saw a pair of straight legs, and further up, there was a person in a fiery red coat.

What is frightening is that this person is wearing a strange hat, under which is an unrecognizable face.

"Fish that slipped through the net?" the man said, his voice was low and hoarse, but he could tell it was a woman, and she gave orders without any emotion, "Kill her."

"Killing people in New York City?! Are you crazy!" India rolled on the spot, scrambling to avoid a bullet that followed her, raised her knife, and stared at the woman coldly.

Her intuition told her that the other party was the Lord Original Sin in other populations, the current leader of the hydra.

The severely burned woman pulled the corners of her mouth, showing a twisted and sinister smile, and then she gestured.

boom!

The gunshots sounded again.

The moment she noticed the woman's movement, India ran forward quickly. She knew that objects moving at high speed were not so easy to target, but she underestimated that the other party was a well-trained killer.

At the moment when her shoulder was pierced by the bullet, the girl didn't even think about it, so she rushed forward with momentum and rolled down a long step in front of her.

The blood sprayed from the wound smeared the ground. India tried her best to protect her head, but she was thrown so hard that she almost spit out her internal organs.

However, her downward trend was about to stop, and the original sins slowly walked over, getting closer and closer like cats and mice. India listened to those footsteps, full of despair.

The girl clenched the warrior/sword/knife tightly, moved her body, and nestled herself behind the flower bed under the steps.

She has already made up her mind, no matter who comes, he must be hacked to death first!

"Poor little girl," said Sin, "ready to die."

"Are you from Hydra?!" India asked.

The woman laughed hoarsely: "Then let you understand," she said, "I am the daughter of the great Lord John Schmidt, Sienna Schmidt."

"...Who is that?" Although she didn't want to be so cowardly that she didn't even know who her opponent was, India still decided to ask if she didn't understand.

The other party was silent for a moment: "You should recognize the Red Skull, right? Poor New Yorker."

The girl was startled when she heard her voice.

Red Skull, the name that every American who has experienced World War II hates.

Until now, it is still the biggest and biggest villain in their childhood cosplay!

It's over, India thought.

This time, I'm probably going to be planted.

"Ragnarok is coming, poor Atrium is coming, New Yorkers, remember, long live Hydra."

Accompanied by the voice of original sin, they were about to walk to the side of the flower bed.

At this moment, the sound of an airplane suddenly sounded in the sky. India raised her head and saw three well-trained fighter jets flying over, stopped in mid-air, and surrounded Yuan Sin and others.

The searchlights came down, illuminating the entire block as if it were daytime, and the focus of the three beams was on the original sin.

"I suggest you stop, no matter what this girl did." The voice on the plane sounded.

Different from the gloomy and piercing voice of original sin, this voice is hoarse but very sexy.

Thinking of this, India rubbed her shoulders and smiled wryly, thinking about it at any time.

Looking at the light of the fighter jet, she thought that maybe she was going to be saved, anyway, she would not die so hastily, so she relaxed.

Once the tense nerves were relaxed, India immediately felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the hot and cold caused by blood loss came together.

Without saying a word, she leaned against the flower bed and passed out.

……

Bright indoor lighting, suitable temperature, clean and soft beds, and extremely modern facilities.

This was the first sight India saw when she woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, her eyes were clear and sharp, not at all foggy, which was the result of her training since she was a child.

"...Where are my clothes?" She cleared her throat, and was the first to ask the woman standing by the window with her back turned to her.

The woman turned her head, revealing a stunningly beautiful face: "Are you awake? Little girl."

India nodded and continued to ask, "Where are my clothes?"

"It's hanging in the closet." Although she didn't know why she was so obsessed with clothes, the woman still answered her.

"Where are the people who are going to kill me? Are they dead?"

"It's not good to fight every day—" the man's voice sounded, and Coulson walked in, "India, you still like to cause trouble at first glance."

Even though he said that, there was no sense of blame in his tone.

"Uncle Coulson?" She was very surprised, "I was saved by S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Yeah, are you disappointed?" Coulson joked, "Who did you provoke? Black/gang? Or military/fire/business?"

India shook her head, she glanced at the beauty with a little hesitation, the latter was very interesting, raised her eyebrows, and then backed out with a smile.

In fact, India didn't like her indulgent smile very much, but she wrinkled her nose and didn't say it.

"Uncle Coulson," India said after the beauty left, "the one who wants to kill me is Hydra!"

"What?" Coulson was surprised for a moment, but he didn't quite believe it, "Are you sure, India."

"I'm sure!" India said eagerly, "I have that woman's hair in my coat pocket!"

She accidentally pulled the wound, and immediately grinned. The wound on the shoulder was well bandaged, but India could still feel the blood seeping out continuously.

"She is the original sin of the Red Skull's daughter, she told me herself!"

At this time, the girl didn't know who to trust, so she could only tell all the information she knew. Facing her father's former colleagues, India only hoped that she could get the same trust .

Coulson was silent for a moment, then said, "I will report to the director."

India opened her mouth, but said nothing.Although Uncle Coulson didn't come to solve it personally, she was still a little relieved.

"You're not seriously injured, the bullet has been taken out, but you need to rest well, you should live in S.H.I.E.L.D. during this time." Coulson said, "It's time to think about what I told you last time. matter."

India nodded silently.

After talking with Coulson, the girl pulled the quilt up to her chin, ready to rest for a while.

But the beauty went back and forth. After entering the ward, she smiled at her and started bluntly: "Little girl, you are very courageous. It is said that you are the daughter of a colleague of Coulson? How about it? You have a plan to stay in SHIELD." ?"

India frowned: "Uncle Coulson, have you found another lobbyist?"

"Natasha, eavesdropping is not a good habit." Coulson said jokingly.

The beautiful woman named Natasha laughed: "Is good hearing a bad thing?"

"India doesn't want to stay, she told me before, but I'm going to ask her to think about it again."

"Really? Don't want to? That's a pity," Natasha shook her head and said regretfully, "I thought you could make a lot of extra money with your own ability."

The girl was startled, and stammered, "You...you see that I'm short of money?"

Coulson shook his head helplessly: "It's not hard to see, is it?"

India thought about the clothes she hadn't changed for many days, and the disheveled look she had when she was discovered, touched her nose, and felt a little tempted.

"So, you didn't spend the money I gave you?" Coulson asked.

"Yeah, I put it on my body, after a while... send it to my mother." India said.

Natasha laughed: "We found you based on that wad of money."

India was startled, her blood loss made her react a bit slower, and after a while she asked Coulson with a complicated face: "Uncle, did you put the tracker on the money? Are you not afraid that I will spend it?" ?”

"It was in a hurry at the time," Coulson said, "but you also have it in your schoolbag, and if it fails, there will be another one to replace it."

India leaned back, ignoring the pain caused by the impact, and sighed deeply.

"Okay, I lost." She silently thought about her father's time in Aegis in those years. Although he was very busy, tired and dangerous, his father was happy, and he loved this job very much, and he also loved his work very much. protected earth.

India thought sadly that maybe she really couldn't escape the fate she had set.

"I'm willing to join, even if it's for my father."

Natasha raised the corner of her mouth: "Your father will be proud of you."

India looked out the window, thinking of her mother still in the ghetto, but couldn't smile.