Struggle in the world of American comics

It's not that Hydra is too useless, but Jordani and Natasha are really not ordinary people.

Jordani's physical fitness is now 1.5 times that of ordinary people, and his control over firearms, archery, and physical skills can reach a level beyond the reach of ordinary people with the help of the system panel.

Not to mention Natasha, who will join the Avengers in the future.

A hundred or so people surrounded a hotel, and the defense system was still a bit weak for Jordani and Natasha.

At this time, Jordani also saw that Natasha's speed, strength, and reactions were definitely not at the level of ordinary people.

But everyone has their own secrets, and Jordani didn't ask any more questions.

The red Ferrari moved forward flexibly and quickly in the street like a fish swimming in water. However, just when Jordani and the two had already seen the Danube River, a tall and domineering figure appeared on the street. In front of.

Nearly two meters tall, with explosive muscles and a steel right arm.

At this time, John Smith was carrying a rocket launcher in one hand and a semi-automatic rifle equipped with a howitzer in the other.

boom!

The rocket launcher carried on the shoulders of ordinary people was like a matchstick on John Smith's steel arm. It exploded, and a shell with thick smoke and fire lines broke through the air in the direction of Jordani and the two.

"Are they crazy!"

In the Ferrari, Natasha roared and turned the steering wheel with both hands, almost dodging the rocket that came through the air.

Rumble!

Through the reflective environment, Jordani and the two could see that after the rockets behind them exploded, flames shot into the sky, a car went straight into the sky, and the road behind them was blocked and collided.

Natasha's roar was not without reason.

Whether it is an agent, a spy, or a killer, in the process of action, the only way to avoid movement is to avoid movement.

Budapest is the capital of Hungary and a famous ancient city in Europe.

In such a city, it is enough to directly use a commando team of more than a hundred people. Even RPGs are directly attacked. It is almost no different from a terrorist attack.

At the same time, there was no trace of panic on John Smith's body.

The grenades were loaded, and one grenade after another, like meteors thrown out, surrounded the Ferrari where Jordani and the two were, exploding into pieces of chaos.

That is to say, Natasha's driving skills are very good. If it were Jordani, unless he was driving in bed, Jordani would not have such beautiful driving skills.

The distance was only about two hundred meters, and Natasha had dodged one rocket and three grenades.

At this time, Natasha's face was already filled with coldness and ferocity, but after a short night of safety and relaxation, the black widow who was determined to survive and as dangerous as a beast came online again.

Shift, slam on the accelerator.

In an instant, the Ferrari driven by Natasha seemed to have transformed from a nimble swimming fish into a great white shark that preys on people.

After running rampant and dodging two moving cars, Natasha stepped on the Ferrari's accelerator.

With a huge roar, the Ferrari that Jordani and the two were in collided directly with John Smith fiercely.

If you don't give me a way to survive, I will kill you alive!

Jordani glanced at Natasha, whose dangerous aura was surging like a fountain next to her, and once again had a profound understanding of the word "woman" in his heart.

The Ferrari driven by Giordani only has a low-to-medium range, but it can accelerate from meters to meters in three to five seconds.

Natasha stepped on the accelerator, and even the Ferrari, known for its exquisiteness and speed, was like a beast from the wild, almost in the flash of lightning, it was about to hit John Smith.

However, at that moment, John Smith dodged slightly to avoid the collision with the front of the car, and a steel right arm was embedded into the side of the car like a nail claw.

John Smith, transformed by Hydra, is almost inhuman.

Jordani didn't have time to think too much. He turned around and drew his gun. He fired three rounds directly at John Smith.

Dangdang Dangdang!

There was a flash of sparks, but at this time, John Smith had already turned over on the car, used another arm to keep stable, raised his right hand slightly, and deflected all three of Jordani's consecutive shots.

boom!

The mechanical right arm accelerated in the air, like a discharged cannonball, directly shattering the glass and half of the car seat, and hit Jordani's chest irresistibly.

As a last resort, Jordani could only block it with his arms, using shooting techniques, roundhouse kicks, knee strikes, three bursts, and arc ballistic techniques.

In an instant, enduring the severe pain in his left arm and the heaviness in his chest, Jordani kicked the opponent in the face, knocked away the opponent's steel right arm with a knee, and fired four bullets in a row.

The first three bullets still failed to achieve any results. The opponent's steel right arm was simply like a bug.

Fortunately, the unexpected arc ballistic shot hit John Smith's left shoulder directly.

The force was unstable and John Smith fell from the trunk.

A series of gunshots exploded, leaving dense bullet holes in the rear of the Ferrari. However, in just a few seconds while driving at high speed, the Ferrari had already pulled away and disappeared on the straight road.

A few minutes later, we were in an ancient alley of the old city.

Jordani couldn't help but vomit out a mouthful of blood. His entire left arm was extremely swollen and hung weakly to the side.

Natasha did a quick check on Jordani and said, "The bones of the upper limb of the left arm were slightly fractured and the internal organs were shocked. You are relatively lucky!"

Jordani was speechless and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

This is pretty lucky. You came from "Zhatian/Perfect World", right? Doesn't it have to be disembowelled to be considered tragic?

Natasha didn't know what Jordani was complaining about, but she understood Jordani's eyes.

After a slight pause, Natasha spoke with a touch of bad memories: "Before entering Budapest, I had an encounter with this tough guy. Four sternums were broken and internal organs were ruptured in many places. Almost died."

"Do you still remember the potion that the Russian biologist brought out? It saved me!"

Jordani could imagine the tragedy. He was silent for a moment, and then said with a shameless look: "The sternum is broken, are you okay? Do you need me to check it for you? I have an old Chinese medicine practitioner in my family. Massage and bone correction are absolutely perfect." First class.”

Natasha rolled her eyes, seeing that Jordani could still joke shamelessly, she felt a lot more relieved about Jordani's injury.

Looking around with a lot of vigilance, Natasha said: "It won't be long before someone catches up. If you don't have any plans, I have a safe house nearby!"

Eighty percent of the first lesson any agent, spy, or killer receives after receiving training is to learn the three tricks of the rabbit.

Being able to tell Jordani about her safe house, it was not until this time, after experiencing a life-or-death escape, that Natasha initially regarded Jordani as a trustworthy partner.

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ps: Thanks to book friend [yyyingy] for the 10000 reward~

Thanks to book friend [Feng Ling Yuesheng] for the 1000 reward~