My last name is Stark after I changed my job to become a female musketeer?

"You did a good job just now."

Lennie looked at Dr. Zhao Hailun who walked out of the back door of the SUV and smiled and praised.

The latter staggered a few steps and held the car door for a long time before he could support his still weak legs to stand steadily.

Zhao Hailun did not respond to Lainie's praise, but pointed to the direction of the laboratory and said to Lainie in a voice that was still a little breathless:

"Ultron, Ultron took away the regeneration cradle. You, you have to stop it as soon as possible. It wants to use the cradle to build a body for itself, and it also held my assistant hostage..."

Laini smiled slightly when she heard it, and did not show obvious panic as Zhao Hailun expected.

"Don't worry, Tony and the others have already rushed over and are now trying to take back the regeneration cradle. As for your assistant, Sky..."

Lennie reached out and pressed the communicator beside her ear.

"I noticed them. Sif and I will chase them immediately!"

Sky responded in the communication channel, his eyes fixed on the modern sedan on the other side of the street that was heading towards the intersection where they were.

However, before Skye could start the car, the Hyundai sedan coming from the opposite direction seemed to have received a reminder from someone, and suddenly turned the direction, ignoring the red light at the intersection, and ran away along another road through the traffic!

"Chase!"

Seeing this, Sif's face changed. It was not difficult to guess that their actions must have been exposed.

Skye didn't say anything after hearing this. She used her hands and feet to quickly start the car. The tires rubbed against the ground and made a sharp hissing sound. The car jumped out like an arrow from a string, chasing the target relentlessly.

The scenery on both sides of the street passed by them quickly, as if it had become a blurred background. Skye stared at the taillights of the Hyundai sedan in front of her, and completely regarded it as the only focus of this chase.

The wind whistled in her ears, and the hustle and bustle of the city was gradually left behind. Only two cars were left chasing fiercely on the intricate streets.

Skye's eyes were firm and cold. She held the steering wheel tightly with both hands. Every turn was accurate and correct, as if she was one with the car.

However, as a robot, the other party's driving skills and vehicle performance are not inferior to the pursuit car they drive, and even more comfortable under certain extreme operations.

The taillights of the modern car flickered in the night, like a cunning fox. Under the relentless pursuit of Skye and Sif, the modern car seemed to always find a gap to escape. Every lane change and every acceleration were just right, as if there were invisible eyes behind it guiding it.

Skye frowned and secretly calculated countermeasures in her heart. She knew that this was not a solution. The other party had the assistance of artificial intelligence. Even if she stepped on the accelerator of the off-road vehicle under her seat, it would be difficult to catch up.

"This is not a solution, Natasha, come and help us!"

Seeing that the distance between herself and the other party was not getting closer, but was getting farther and farther away from the other party, Skye gritted her teeth and didn't hesitate to call for support directly.

"On the way."

Natasha's usual calm and confident voice came from the communication channel, and then she suddenly lowered her body diagonally, controlled the motorcycle to quickly tilt towards the ground, and drove into the 5-turn exit of the elevated expressway in front of her in a posture that was almost falling.

However, Natasha's body did not tilt and lose control on the spot. Instead, it was like a cheetah racing against the wind, maintaining an incredible and delicate balance that was jaw-dropping.

Such extreme and crazy driving skills, not to mention other drivers who witnessed all this on the elevated road, even those professional motorcyclists would give Natasha a thumbs up and praise her superb driving skills.

(Like this, but don't learn it. Serious cyclists don't take turns, and accidents happen like this)

"Veronica, give me the fastest route plan."

After leaving the elevated road, Natasha's speed slowed down, but the complex urban traffic environment did not become an obstacle to her pursuit and support. Instead, she was still like a swift snake, shuttling between the intricate streets, cleverly avoiding every red light, and using every green light to speed up.

The buildings on both sides of the street passed by like a movie film, and every passerby was attracted by the passing phantom, with expressions on their faces either dumb or lingering fear.

But Natasha had no time to pay attention to the eyes of others. At this moment, her attention was all on the road in front of her and the route instructions that kept coming to her ears.

"Turn right at the fork in the road ahead. Be careful, there will be pedestrians passing through the intersection in 5 seconds."

Veronica's calm voice echoed in her ears. Natasha then secretly calculated the time. When she was still a few meters away from the intersection, she twisted the throttle lightly. The motorcycle seemed to be given life. With an almost imperceptible fine-tuning, it avoided the pedestrians who were about to enter the intersection and completed the right turn at the same time.

The whole process was smooth and natural, as if she had already merged with the car.

"There is a vehicle about to leave the parking lot exit ahead. Pay attention. Countdown 7 seconds, 7, 6..."

Natasha's pupils shrank slightly, and her eyes were like torches, staring at the space ahead that was about to become the intersection.

Her fingers touched the brake lightly, but she didn't really press it. It was a delicate balance, which not only maintained enough speed to deal with emergencies, but also reserved enough reaction time.

"5, 4, 3..."

Veronica's countdown echoed in her ears, and every number seemed to hit her tense nerves. Her body leaned forward slightly, as if to get closer to the upcoming challenge.

"2..."

At that moment, Natasha reacted decisively.

Instead of slowing down, she took advantage of the flexible maneuverability of the motorcycle to make a beautiful serpentine move in a very short period of time.

Almost before the driver in the car could even notice her, Natasha had already passed by the edge of their sight like a bolt of lightning, leaving behind a series of blurry afterimages and the sound of rubber friction in the air.

"pass!"

Veronica's voice contained no extra emotion, neither approving nor criticizing Natasha's adventure, she just announced the result calmly.

At the same time, the two Skyes who were chasing the Hyundai car in front could no longer see each other's taillights. They could only rely on Veronica's real-time command to stay on track with the target as much as possible. distance.

"We have to find a way to force them to slow down."

Sif nervously clenched the armrest above the passenger seat, racking her brains to find a way to break the situation.

"Leave it to me."

Suddenly, another woman's voice suddenly sounded on the communication channel, and then a stealth Quinjet fighter belonging to the new S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly appeared from mid-air at this moment.

"plum!"

Skye shouted in surprise. She looked at the sky through the windshield, and then noticed that the Quinjet was like a divine weapon, cutting in at an incredible angle and speeding straight towards the target.

The plasma engine emitting faint blue arc light hummed, instantly closing the distance to the modern car, and then relied on its own strong sense of oppression to force the traffic below to slow down until it came to a complete stop.

When the steel puppet driving a modern car saw this, he suddenly raised his left arm to break open the driver's window, and gathered energy to blast a shot at the suspended Quinjet.

However, before it could fire this cannon, a flexible figure shuttled between the traffic flow and approached the side of the Hyundai car at high speed!

Bang!

The sound of metal clanking sounded, and Natasha, who arrived on time on a motorcycle, suddenly swung a stick at the steel puppet's arm, twisting and deforming its entire mechanical arm, sending sparks flying.

Seeing this, the steel puppet in the passenger seat still wanted to open the door and get out of the car to fight back. However, Skye and the two people who arrived belatedly had already stared at this guy!

"Skye!"

Sif got off the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle and gave a soft shout. Then she suddenly took out the battle shield from her waist with both hands. She exerted force on her feet and stepped forward. She stepped on the hood of the passerby's car and jumped up from the ground. !

At the same time, Skye, who had a clear understanding of his mind, immediately accumulated the power of the shock wave in his palm, and at the moment when Sif was in the air, the shield in her hand happened to be facing towards her——

Buzz!

A shock wave visible to the naked eye was released, sweeping up the air and hitting Sif's shield!

Bang~

Feeling the huge force transmitted from the battle shield to her hands, Sif, who was in mid-air, immediately took advantage of this force and twisted her body in the air for the second time, her eyes firmly locked on where the enemy was!

bass!

The holy sword shining with golden light was already in hand. The strong sword intention took advantage of the majestic shock wave power, and with an unrivaled attitude, it slashed out towards the steel puppet who had no time to dodge!

Canglang!

The sound of metal and iron mingled in her ears, and Sif's strong figure fell to the ground. When she straightened up again, the steel puppet had been split into two, collapsed into a pile of scrap iron parts, and there was no more There is only half a chance of standing up.

——

"Your assistant has been rescued by us. He was slightly injured, but he is not seriously injured."

After receiving the report from Skye and the others, Leni smiled and conveyed the good news to Dr. Helen Zhao next to her.

After hearing the news, the latter's tense body suddenly relaxed, and his heart that was in his throat finally fell back to his chest.

However, the relaxation was only temporary. Dr. Zhao Hailun, who quickly realized that the matter was far from over, immediately asked about the situation of the regeneration cradle again.

"What about Tony? How's the cradle?"

Leni's smile faded when she heard this, her eyes returned to the road in front of her, and she shook her head slightly.

"They've got some trouble over there. Ultron is using your colleagues as hostages to threaten us to hand over Wanda."

"Wanda? The twin sister?"

Helen Zhao's expression tightened, and she immediately figured out Ultron's plan.

"Is it planning to use that girl's superpower to help it create a new body?"

"Most likely."

Leni nodded, a trace of suspicion unconsciously showing in her eyes.

Logically speaking, with Wanda's ability and the energy of part of the Mind Stone contained in her body, it is indeed possible for Ultron to rely on her to complete the shaping of a new body.

But is this really the purpose of Ultron?

Leni was deeply skeptical.

She was convinced that Ultron must know the secret of the scepter, after all, it was born out of it.

Therefore, Leni felt that it would be impossible for Ultron to hand over the Mind Stone to others, and it would definitely find ways to take it away from Leni and others.

The current blackmail plan by the other party is just a trick to conceal the truth, and there must be a more far-reaching plan behind it.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Seeing that Leni was still silent, Helen Zhao had no choice but to continue asking along the topic.

However, she did not say something directly, such as whether she would choose to sacrifice her colleagues in order to protect Wanda.

However, Leni obviously heard the hidden meaning in her words, turned her head to look at her, and a smile appeared on her serious face again.

"Don't worry, we will never let that guy succeed!"

After saying that, Leni turned back, turned her hands on the steering wheel, and skillfully drove the dilapidated off-road vehicle, which was almost scrapped and leaking air everywhere, onto another road away from the laboratory.

"But before that, I have to get you to a safe place."

——

On the other side, Tony and others, who were in a deadlock, faced Ultron, who had taken the entire laboratory and all the experimenters as hostages, and fell into an unprecedented dilemma.

"You should give up this idea, we will never agree to your conditions!"

Tony, wearing Mark 43 armor, sternly stopped Ultron's seductive voice.

He knew very well what Ultron was planning, not to mention what a huge impact and threat it would have on the team if the little witch was handed over.

Just because the latter is willing to bury the hatchet, is willing to trust himself and Leni, and is willing to stand side by side with everyone to fight against Ultron, he should not make wrong decisions that damage this trust.

"Oh, then I can only say sorry to these researchers and his family."

Ultron showed great disappointment. The mechanical body suspended in mid-air was swaying very artificially, as if he was feeling very sorry for what he was about to do next.

Ultron raised his right hand, intending to wave it down in front of everyone.

"etc!"

Suddenly, Wanda, who had been tightly held in Pietro's arms, suddenly broke free from her brother's restraints and called Ultron to stop.

"Wanda, no..."

Pietro wanted to say something else, but Wanda gave him a firm look in return.

"Brother, I can't just watch these people die, let alone when I have the ability to save them."

Wanda said this, then turned back decisively, and her eyes met Ultron's eyes that were emitting a strange red light.

"I can go with you, but you have to let everyone go first!"

"Of course, you deserve this."

There was a hint of imperceptible joy in Ultron's voice, and its mechanical arm slowly lowered itself, seemingly enjoying this fateful game called "negotiation."

"Believe me, this is a sure-profit deal for both of us. How do you humans describe this kind of transaction?"

Ultron's tone paused, and its mechanically constructed face was once again filled with its signature weird smile.

"Oh, by the way, it's——

A win-win situation. "