[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Angel Kiss

"Where are we going?" Vivienne was carried all the way out. After all kinds of resistance to no avail, she finally gave up struggling and buried her head in Steve's chest. She has lost her image and is not allowed to get a little bit of light?At this moment, she deeply missed the caring princess hug of her bodyguard: "Where is Nata? Is she okay?"

"She's fine." Steve spoke concisely and forcefully, even if he was carrying a large living person on his shoulders panting without confusion: "I'll take you to a safe place first."

"I want to go home." Vivian whispered, "I'm safe at home."

Steve was noncommittal.He carried Vivienne and rushed out the door in two or three steps, and at that moment, a grenade was thrown in from a distance while making a "squeaky" sound. Passing by, I heard a violent explosion behind me, the bright glass windows were all shattered, and dust fell down.

The two men were spotted as soon as they came out.The assailants were all wrapped up tightly, and their guns were aimed at them at the same time. They only waited for the leader Crossbones to give an order to open fire. First, take away Vivienne, who is suspected to have been in contact with the virus holder. , As for Captain America next to her, no matter how powerful he is, he can still compete with modern weapons when he is unarmed?This plan is so perfect, they all imagined the scene of taking the bounty and going to the bar to carnival after completing the mission——

It turned out that this nearly perfect plan got stuck at the crossbones.He delayed giving orders.

"Fuck." Rumlow, half a street away, could feel the lovelessness of Vivienne being lifted up through the helmet: "Captain America is really... amazing. I accept it."

His lieutenant, Rollins, reminded him, "Time to work, boss."

"Wait." Rumlow stared at Vivienne: "Wait for them to separate a little bit, and don't accidentally injure the target."

All of a sudden, the members of the Hydra team looked at him wrongly: the imitation master's disciple, the Hydra weapon administrator, and the famous crossbones Brock Rumlow among the mercenaries who knows how to be merciful?Is the sun rising from the west today or will the earth be destroyed tomorrow?

Rumlow scolded Hydra in his heart for having no humanity at all, and making people work overtime whenever he had time, it was really a shit-like organization.As soon as he parked the car in the garage, he received Pierce's order, and hurried over in disguise as Crossbones.But nothing could be discerned from Rumlow's expression, and the man even found a reason confidently: "What are you pretending to be in your mind? Open your eyes and see, that little girl has slender arms and slender legs." I'm afraid I won't be able to bring it back to the base after being rubbed by a stray bullet, so you still want to ask for information?"

——What this person said is very reasonable, but we still feel that something is wrong.The voices of all the team members.

Steve's eyes turned cold.He found that standing half a street away were those men in black that he had seen before, and the man in the lead, wearing a helmet and with two crossed bones painted on his chest, was directing them to throw their hands indiscriminately. The /thunder and the /tear/ bomb created chaos and panic, and directed the gunmen to point all their guns at them, and it was obvious that they were coming towards them.

But for some reason, the two sides were so subtly deadlocked.Not daring to shoot on the one hand, and unarmed on the other, it was only then that Steve realized that it was not good to carry someone like this, so he put Vivienne down, and subconsciously protected her behind him: "Don't run around."

"Boss, what did I say?" Rollins seized all the time to prove his IQ was online: "I said Captain America would protect her, even if he didn't know anything. Good man instinct."

Rumlow gritted his teeth, turned on the wireless communication and ordered to the sniper on the high place: "Change the anesthesia bomb, and shoot at Ellingson."

As if feeling something, Steve raised his head and looked away. With his extraordinary eyesight, he could only see a blurred black shadow on the opposite commanding height. The distance was far away, but he could still feel the sharp killing intent of that person.At this moment, the sound of a motorcycle roared from behind them. Natasha held the handlebars and bowed her body. She leaped up and strangled her thighs, successfully causing a man in black to fall unconscious to the ground. In desperation, Natasha didn't bother to hide her identity anymore, she pulled out the thin metal wire wrapped around her wrist and rushed towards Rumlow, the leader: "Take her away!"

Due to inertia, the motorcycle slid sideways to Steve and the others, and he held Vivienne's waist—he couldn't care less in a hurry—and pressed her against his chest: " Get down and don't show your head." This way, if someone really wants to do something to Vivienne, Steve can block her wave first.

"Good idea!" Rumlow roared, "Stop me!"

"Everyone, use the anesthesia rounds and shoot." Rollins quickly added, then jumped into the car and chased after him: "You're welcome, boss, you have to buy me a drink when you get back."

Rumlow has no time to care about his sarcasm, and is trying to fight the black widow.Although the skills of the two are almost the same, it can even be said that he is slightly better, but Natasha is more dexterous and agile, and what's more terrible is that her moves are all aimed at his lower body, which makes him have to. Can't do anything with this female spy.

"Who are you?" Natasha was riding on Rumlow's shoulder, and the thin metal wire in her hand kept approaching his artery: "Hydra?"

"Ask knowingly." Rumlow threw her off forcefully, and Natasha straightened up and directly wrapped his calf around his neck, throwing him to the ground. The two jumped up at the same time, their backs tensed, and they moved slowly Move, trying to find the opponent's action gap.

Vivienne was protected by Steve. Although she was definitely not petite, she could be protected by Steve when she tried to curl up. Only half of her blond hair was exposed, and their The route turns and turns, there is no way to predict it at all.Just when they were about to turn a corner and leave the sniper range, the man finally pulled the trigger, and the bullet passed by Steve's shoulder, leaving a long bloodstain, but he didn't make a sound, and even shot He pressed Vivienne down again, completely protecting her in his arms:

"Don't be afraid, you'll be safe soon."

Vivian grabbed his cuff subconsciously, her voice trembling but very firm: "...I'm not afraid."

"Good girl." Steve drifted from the main road into the alley, and the Hydras who were tightly bound behind him didn't notice for a while.Soaring directly over the head, the distance between them and them was immediately opened: "I will protect you."

Over the years, Vivian was raised by Lord Voldemort. Due to the ambiguous age difference and status issues between the two, she has heard all kinds of rumors and malicious slanders. Find a little warmth in the normal irony.She usually has a good relationship with the people around her. Everyone likes such a sweet and beautiful girl with good grades. She listens to all kinds of beautiful words and can open her mouth. But whether it is speaking or listening, she is stunned. I don't even take it to heart.But with such a direct and serious promise, she has actually...

Rarely heard.

For a moment, Vivienne was speechless, she could only grasp the cuffs of the person behind her in vain, and accidentally touched a bit of bare skin, only to find that his body was extremely warm.That kind of temperature burned her fingertips as if it had vitality, and it burned from her hands to her heart.

The two turned around like this, and even left the person chasing behind them behind by a large amount.The pouring anesthesia bombs passed over their heads and sides, and the curses of those people could be faintly heard from the whistling wind:

"I can't catch up at all!"

"Report to the captain, apply to replace the dum bomb!"

Steve's ears are very good, and his vigilance reaches the highest point after hearing a certain word.Known as the "kiss of death", although the dum bomb does not have penetrating power, it has extremely high superficial lethality.If you are hit on the head, chest and abdomen at this distance, the mortality rate is close to 100%, even if you are only injured in the limbs, the mortality rate is as high as 20.00%.This kind of weapon has been banned in the Hague Convention signed in 1899, and he can now know that this cold knowledge is also thanks to the information from SHIELD.So who are these people, and where did they get these bullets?Or……

Hydra stared at Vivienne Ellingson so closely, and even made up his mind to take her away regardless of life or death. Did she really not have that virus in her body?Is she really just an underage pretty girl who has nothing to do with this crap, or is she inextricably linked to the virus makers, but they've been blind for so long?

In the blink of an eye, no matter how much he could think and how comprehensively he could think, he just subconsciously hugged the little girl in his arms a little tighter.If those people really used dum bombs, at least he could block her a little bit, which can be said to be fulfilling the promise to protect her just now.

But at this moment, the battle situation was quietly reversed.

SHIELD's spaceship suddenly appeared a hundred meters away, and landed slowly in front of them. The weapons on the spaceship aimed at the Hydra behind them. The helicopter hovered over the heads of Rumlow and Natasha, who were a few streets away, with the eagle logo of S.H.I.E.L.D. painted on the fuselage.

"Withdraw." Rumlow cursed: "It's really fucking time."

The hydra immediately turned around and roared away. When Rumlow got up from the ground, he still felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes, but Natasha was directly hit on the ground by his brute force just now, and I'm afraid she was seriously injured. .Before he left, he gave Natasha a middle finger, and said hoarsely and provocatively:

"Take care of your little sweetheart."

Natasha spat out blood foam, sat up slowly, pressed her tongue against the wall of her right mouth and tasted a bit of blood, it seemed that she was punched to pieces in the fight just now.Clint climbed the ladder from the helicopter and jumped down beside her. He was holding his bow and arrow, trying to aim at the tires of Rumlow, who was going away, when Natasha gently held his arm:

"He didn't take me seriously at all."

"Come on, let's go back first."