It was Wednesday morning.
At six o'clock in the morning, sunlight was projected through the window and reflected on Leon's face.
Somewhat warm, he narrowed his eyes when he just got up, and couldn't help but stretch out a big lazy waist.
"It's another day…"
He first came to the kitchen, poured himself a glass of milk, and then took the glass to the living room window.
After observing the movement of Natasha Romanoff's house with a telescope placed in front of the window, Leon looked up at the clock on the wall and said to himself: "Well…it's almost time to get up and run in the morning."
However, before Natasha Romanoff, who wore sportswear and went out for a morning jog, Leon waited for a wave of unexpected "guests".
On the street in the early morning, there was a burst of "rumbling" sounds.
Five black SUVs drove from a distance and entered Leon's telescope.
"That is?"
Leon felt something was wrong subconsciously. It is often said that there must be a enemies if something goes wrong, not to mention, judging from the posture of these SUVs, it is obvious that the person who came is not good.
Leon didn't guess wrong.
However, the target of several SUVs is not him, but someone else…
The menacing black SUVs stopped in front of Natasha Romanoff's house under Leon's gaze!
A group of bald men with a cold expression came down from the car, holding Uzi submachine guns, the weapon of killing.
"Oops!"
Seeing this scene, Leon also instantly understood the identity of these bald guys-the red house!
Without a trace of hesitation, he immediately turned around, ran to the bedroom, picked up a silver suitcase, and rushed out of the apartment.
When he came downstairs, a continuous burst of gunfire, like the sound of dense rain, reached his ears!
Leon raised his head abruptly and looked a few blocks away, his eyes full of anxiety.
These people have a very clear purpose: what they want is not a living "Black widow", but a dead "Black widow"!
As soon as he thought of this, Leon was anxious, three steps in two steps, and directly jumped on the already prepared means of transportation-a black Ducati Sport1000biposto.
Put the suitcase in place, twist the accelerator, and the front of the motorcycle suddenly lifted up!
boom!
The moment they landed again, Leon and the motorcycle incarnate turned into a black flash and going away.
Fortunately, the house I rented was only a few blocks away from Natasha Romanoff's house, less than one kilometer away.
Under the explosion of this behemoth with a displacement of nearly 1,000 CC, only 10 seconds later, Leon saw the bald brawny men holding Uzi in the distance and pouring 9mm bullets into the house "suddenly". .
Seeing the shattered and crumbling house destroyed by bullets, the brawny bald men stopped their continuous shooting.
Judging from the tragic appearance of the house, no matter who it is, the people in it may have been overwhelming.
However, just as Leon thought so, the scene changed again!
"Bang!" A motorcycle broke out of the house with a sound.
On the motorcycle, sat a vigorous figure.
Seeing that familiar face, Leon, not far away, couldn't help but thought: "Natasha Romanoff?!"
Driving a motorcycle, Natasha Romanoff rushed out of the house, an emergency brake, the tire marked a black mark on the ground.
In front of the brawny bald men, after a straight tail flick came, she took out a pistol from her waist, "bang-bang" two shots, and directly killed the two people who were blocking her escape route!
Immediately afterwards, he immediately twisted the throttle, and the whole motorcycle, like an arrow from the string, rushed out of the encircling circle from the gap.
This series of actions only took place in just a few seconds, so that the killers in the Red House had no time to react, so Natasha Romanoff killed two people in a row and broke out.
"What else to watch? Get in the car to chase!"
The suspected little boss roared, so that the remaining killers woke up like a dream, opened the doors of the SUV one after another, and got into the car to catch up.
After dropping the two corpses, several SUVs started their engines again and chased after Natasha Romanoff, who was going away.
When Leon saw this, he didn't think too much, and drove the motorcycle again and followed.
Although he felt that even if he didn't help, Natasha Romanoff might escape from these killers. However, Leon is more willing to do things and maximize foolproof.
What's more, he couldn't just watch, and Black Widow, who had finally found it, fled like this.
Or be killed…
Natasha Romanoff drove a motorcycle, while sprinting at high speed, while dodging left and right on the road, avoiding bullets shot from behind.
From time to time, he turned his head and fired a few shots, trying to slow down the speed of the chasing soldiers.
A few black SUVs followed closely behind Natasha Romanoff and chased them.
Several brawny bald men leaned out of the car window, holding guns, and constantly shooting at Natasha Romanoff.
Da da da…
Wherever he went, gunfire broke out.
Fortunately, it is not working hours, and there are relatively few vehicles and pedestrians on the main road.
Otherwise, the unfortunate people hit by stray bullets along the way will be enough to fill a bus…
All the way hurriedly, Natasha Romanoff led the chasers, and gradually moved away from the city, towards the suburbs.
At this time, the killers in the Red House also noticed Leon who had been chasing behind them through the rearview mirror.
With the idea of "killing mistakes, don't let go", the gunmen on the two SUVs immediately turned their guns and poured angry bullets frantically towards Lyon behind them.
"Shit!"
Leon saw the black muzzle aimed at him, he could not help but cursed in a low voice, and quickly launched the secret technique "Dodge Left and Right"
Bang bang bang!
The bullet hit the ground with a terrifying noise.
"Being passively beaten like this is not a solution. You have to find a way to fight back…" Leon, who thought so, was annoyed in his heart: Why did he carry a suitcase instead of a gun in a hurry…
If he had a gun in his hand, he would have killed these guys in twos or twos…
However, at this moment, he suddenly remembered that a small toy he carried with him could also disintegrate this embarrassing situation.
"By the way, I still have that thing!"
I saw him holding the handle with his right hand, while continuing to control the motorcycle to speed forward, while extending his left hand, he took out a black round pie-shaped device from his trouser pocket.
"Ha! It's time to fight back!"
With a light press, the round cake device made a beep.
After the device was activated, Leon threw his left hand violently and stuck the round cake on the bottom of one of the SUVs.
Afterwards, Leon accelerated and drove his motorcycle, passing directly on the left side of the SUV.
What made the other driver feel inexplicable was that at the moment of overtaking, Leon also smiled and said a word to him.
However, before he could react from Leon's words, the sudden change occurred!
Boom!
Accompanied by an explosion of huge amounts of, the entire SUV seemed to be overturned by a big hand from the rear of the car, rolled over on the road for a few laps, and finally hit the guardrail on the side.
It wasn't until the whole person and the car turned over in midair that the driver realized what the word Leon said just now, exactly.
"Farewell!"-Goodbye!