Marvel Spy

People from S.H.I.E.L.D. were walking furtively in the alleys of the slums.

"It's not far away, and the signal is getting stronger and stronger."

"Everyone, please be alert. We can't make any more mistakes. If we make another mistake, Mr. Morey will be very angry..."

The light displayed on the signal receiver became more and more intense, and everyone naturally became more panicked.

In the previous mission, two people beat a large group of them, and the memory of their heavy losses was still fresh, so they had to be cautious.

Although it is said that there are still hero units "secretly helping each other", they still feel very worried.

After all, when heroes fight, mortals suffer.

Suddenly, fierce screams came.

"It's Clint's voice, everyone speed up."

Everyone followed the sound to speed up, and soon came to the outside of the abandoned warehouse.

The scarface warrant officer gave an order, and everyone roared and rushed into the warehouse in unison.

"Stay still, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Surrender immediately, I have seen you."

However, the warehouse was a mess and empty, only Hawkeye was screaming loudly.

He was tied to a pillar, and an arrow penetrated his palm. The tip of the arrow was covered with fuzzy flesh and blood, and blood was dripping slowly.

His screams were not from pain, but from despair and fear.

He is a master of swordsmanship, but his real stunt is his archery. Even if this injury is cured, it will have a great impact on the stability of his hand.

Bows and arrows are different from other weapons, and they are truly different from each other.

Everyone quickly untied him and helped him pull out the arrow on the spot.

Hawkeye quickly screamed: "No!!! Don't!!! You can't do this, there are barbs on it, I will do it myself."

He pressed the arrow's tail, and the arrow's shaft became two pieces from the middle.

"It's all right now, pull it forward!"

Although it was pulled away smoothly, the arrow shaft passed through the flesh, and the pain still made him sweat profusely.

"Okay, now you can bandage."

It stands to reason that at this time Hawkeye Crete should have told them who was his captor, and also told them that Tachibana's place of detention had been exposed.

But when he thought that he was being used as a bait, and the result was still so miserable, the anger in his heart couldn't be contained at all.

Although he is still injured now, he has already begun to look forward to the scene of Agent Longhua fighting with SHIELD.

"Mr. Clint, where did the kidnapper go?"

"If you can't catch me, you should take me back first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud laugh suddenly came from the roof of the warehouse: "Ha, indeed the people who followed SHIELD were right. Hawkeye's life will be saved with my steak knife."

Then several steak knives fell from the sky and shot directly at Hawkeye...

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Zhang Xin.

After they escaped from the warehouse, they fled for another two hours, and finally settled temporarily in a small hotel in a slum area three kilometers away.

The life of agents has always been upside down day and night, but after this night's escape, they still feel very tired.

In fact, this is more of a tired heart, because the news provided by Hawkeye is really not good.

Tamore Prison is the second largest prison in New York City. It has complete facilities, complete security, and militarized management. It holds all kinds of political prisoners, death row prisoners and even war criminals.

It is said that from its establishment to the present, there have only been three prison robberies, and only one has succeeded.

Zhang Xin's original body had seen it from a distance. The prison fence alone was ten meters high, and there was high-voltage electricity on it.

Among other things, this fence alone belongs to the natural moat.

Zhang Xin clearly realized that this task could not be accomplished by himself and Cicada alone.

Suddenly, Cicada's phone rang.

"Yeah, it's the boss."

Oh, is it a oriole?Zhang Xinxin was shocked and immediately sat up.

"Call me and I'll talk to him."

Cicada naturally handed the phone to Zhang Xin, Zhang Xin pressed the answer button, and then heard the oriole say in a soft voice on the other end of the phone: "Xiao Cicada, is the cormorant next to you? I..."

"Boss, it's me!"

Huang Que's tone suddenly became stiff: "Oh, it's you."

"Boss, do you have any objections to me? Why is your tone wrong?"

"Hahaha, you think too much, how could I be prejudiced against you, I have heard about all the good deeds you have done, and I have even been rewarded, the superiors said that I know people well, and I have a good command..."

Suddenly, Zhang Xin's waist stiffened, his back straightened, and his spirit recovered.

"The people at the top are really good. This comment is so conscientious."

Cough, cough cough... The squirrel coughed violently on the other end: "Don't worry about things in New York, the fisherman has already evacuated to a safe area...but he probably won't come out for the time being, you have to wait patiently. "

Zhang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, so the situation was indeed not at its worst yet: "Who is worried about him? Ju was taken away and is now being held in Tamor Prison..."

Huang Que said calmly: "I understand, don't worry, the embassy will come forward."

"That's it? Don't you organize people to save her?"

Huang Que explained: "You don't have to worry about this, the fisherman will find a way."

"He has a pi method!" Zhang Xin almost roared angrily.I don't know what others think, anyway, Zhang Xin is unwilling to put his hope on that dead old man.

"Don't underestimate him just because of his temporary defeat. He is an old agent from the Cold War era. The tiger may suffer a little loss because of his nap, but after all, he eats meat. You can write down what I said..."

I remember you Nana Kezier!

Seeing that he couldn't get any support, Zhang Xin simply said in anger: "Since I have nothing to do here, I might as well go back to Gotham. It just so happens that you seem to be in trouble..."

"Uh, well, in fact, it's okay if you try a little harder. After all, the fisherman is old and his hands and feet may be slow. You can do some preparatory work first. Gotham City is very good, even if something happens. What a big deal, you can rest assured to stay there."

"Boss, don't you want me anymore..."

"Why do you think so, that's impossible. Oops! Oops, this line is not safe, we can't talk in depth, anyway, you two are not allowed to come back without my order, that's it, I hang up... Bye ..."

On the other end of the phone, Huang Que, who hung up the phone, had heart palpitations on his face.

Mantis was right next to him, and couldn't help asking: "Boss, why don't you let them come back? We are short of manpower."

"That won't work, I'm afraid my base will be blown up too."

"You are a feudal superstition..."

"I don't care. I don't want him to come back anyway. Think about it carefully. Which task can he complete normally after he comes to Gotham? If he goes to withdraw money, he can steal more than million US dollars... It's even worse if he goes to New York. The disadvantage was suddenly reversed, and the self-righteous old fisherman couldn't react at all, and suffered a big loss directly..."

Mantis couldn't help but said: "This shows that he is capable."

"If you are capable, let him stay in New York, maybe he can perform miracles... Well, don't mention him, have you checked out that green-haired guy? Why do you always trouble us?"

Mantis shook his head, showing a blank expression: "I can't find it, it seems that they are staring at us all of a sudden, if I have to say something, I don't know if it will be useful. This guy's nickname is the same as being killed by Zhang Xin. The group of robbers who are not connected. His nickname is also the clown."

The oriole showed a puzzled expression.

All the six robbers who died in the robbery had already entered the crematorium. Although the robber named Clown was bombed and his flesh was blurred, he still left some photos when he was alive.

Judging from the photos, the two people are different regardless of their hair color, age or skin color. The only connection is the nickname "Joker".

But it's also true that the new clowns are after them out of nowhere...well...

"Boss, what should we do?"

"Gotham City seems to have some wonderful secrets, we don't need to delve into it, let's pass his news to Batman. It just happens that Gotham City is very lively recently, and the crusade against the bad guys is left to the heroes, so we will step aside and continue. Let's watch a play..."

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