Stand User in Marvel Universe

Chapter 161: Riot Murder

Natasha, who was supposed to be treated in a 'safe house', was locked in a fixed electric chair a few kilometres away in what seemed to be a very ordinary house when Dior asked for it without any courtesy.

And it looked like it was in very bad shape, and a few wounds that were constantly bleeding out were simply entangled with gauze, blindfolded, and several layers of tape were affixed to the mouth.

The black widow's name may not be well known to those outside, but at this time, the people who guarded her were agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., how could they not have known the dangers of the woman? In fact, they actually went to great lengths to capture her alive. They didn't know how many agents had been put to live, but everything was worth it.

With hostages in their hands, even the famous black widows had to cooperate with their actions. The two calls to Dior were actually made from here, with encrypted satellite phones that could not be easily traced, coupled with fixed statements written on paper, making Natasha, tied to the electric chair, impossible to play with any cat.

As for the first call, the sound of gunfire that Dior heard was accompanied by others.

In fact, as early as yesterday, Natasha had already been arrested for covering someone else's escape.

In contrast to S.H.I.E.L.D., the quick response of HYDRA, when it perceived the danger, was to beat them by surprise, not knowing how many innocent agents were killed.

Even Natasha never thought she would have a chance after trying to reach out to Dior.

But what never occurred to her was that miracles always happen without her knowing...

“Um... um..."

Natasha, who had never moved before, suddenly twisted and was trying to make a sound in her mouth.

“Check it out. Ask her what she wants. ”

Since it was not known whether Natasha's continued cooperation was needed, the guards were not deemed to have missed it.

An agent immediately came to her, but just pulled the tape off her mouth.

Natasha's mouth was ruptured and bleeding again as a result of his brutal actions.

But she didn't even wrinkle her eyebrows and shouted, “I'm going to the bathroom! ”

The agent was ready to seal her mouth again, as if she didn't hear it. Faced with the legendary agents in the station, they didn't dare to relax. Don't say they wanted to go to the bathroom, it was just a real direct excretion, and they would never give each other a chance.

You know, Natasha was a wolf at the time, but the rest of her clothes were extraordinarily cool after she searched her body.

Faced with such a tempting scene, even if they occasionally whispered, no one dared to do anything to her, seeing the impact of the name Black Widow within S.H.I.E.L.D.!

It's called a knife on the head of color, and it doesn't matter if you have any ideas.

When you look at the tape on your mouth, it's about to be reattached, and the rest of you stop paying attention and relax your guard.

But at this moment, Natasha burst out of nowhere, tied tight!

The agent with the tape was kicked in the crotch without any protection, his eyes clashed, and he couldn't fall down!

The scene shocked everyone instantly, but they couldn't figure out how she got out of trouble because Natasha, who had taken the lead, had pulled the blindfold off her face, saw the light again, and at the same time bent over and picked up the gun that she had kicked off the guy, and pulled the trigger faster than anyone else...

A few minutes later, Natasha was the only person left in the house who could still stand, and all 10 agents left to guard her were killed in such a short period of time.

Then she kept looking in the house, pulling out the pocket snail in the ditch, and started contacting Dior.

“I've taken care of the people here. I'm sure they'll be exposed soon. How's it going with you? ”

“My side is very harmonious, the other side has been trying to pull me together, as long as S.H.I.E.L.D. has it, give me what I want, take whatever resources and equipment you want! Honestly, there's so much more sincerity than you guys, I'm getting a little carried away. ”

Visiting the safe house and picking out the gear Dior answered in his head.

“What are you going to do? How can I help you? ”

“How? Of course it's smooth to join them. I think that Alexander Pierce should be the one behind this. He should have a better future. And you? Hurry up and find Black Halibut, I personally think he won't die. ”

“I see. You take care of yourself. Next time, I'll sue you for harassment. ”

Natasha, who had finally found a clean dress, immediately wore it on her body and then checked and rearmed her like the equipment she had been taken away.

The pocket snail that Dior had given her was also searched out after she was caught here by mistake, but she didn't know why it fell in just over half an hour ago until the next second Dior's voice suddenly rang in her head.

The two men then communicated information so that the whole situation could be kept under control.

And Natasha suddenly escaped from the riots because back then, Dior used the power of [the backhound man] to cut off the rope that tied her to death, leaving only a tiny bit of connectivity, just to push hard enough to easily untie it.

As for the handcuffs, that's not enough for our smart black widow.

Then Dior held her down for a while, and he went over there to see what kind of trick they were playing.

In other words, all that bald talk, Dior didn't believe a word at all.

“It's not my fault, after all, it's the most hidden place there is, and it won't be discovered. ”

Dior touched his nose, pale and powerless to explain.

It's a good thing Natasha finally stopped tangling with the snail and quickly destroyed all the cameras in the house before evacuating directly from the scene.

After temporarily interrupting contact with Natasha, Dior smiled and looked at some disturbed bald agents that had changed since just now, "Agent Seatwell? Is something wrong? Something's wrong with you. Is there too much I want? ”

I don't know if it's because I heard about Natasha's escape, or because Dior's lion opened his mouth, or both, or because he was able to laugh before, but Seatwell now has sweat beads in his smooth head.

“Ten tons of gold is indeed impossible, so I'll ask Director Alexander to try to get you some gold quotas. ”

After that, Seattleville is leaving.

Ten tons of gold is worth at least $500 million.