King of Agents

Barton kept urging his agents to crack the communication program. His channel was blocked, and Hill was still unable to be contacted. However, there was news that Stark's villa was blasted again.Fortunately, he had already followed Hill's instructions and arranged for people to lurk near Malibu.At that time they had only suspected Obadi Stan, and now there was obviously no doubt that Stan must have ordered the killer to attack the villa.But what does Stan want?What else does Stark have that he would want to get his hands on? ! !

"Boss, the channel is connected!" Waking up from his contemplation, Barton picked up the communicator and hurriedly said, "Hill, where are you? Where are you going?" There is no need to get an answer to the first question, the communication After recovering, they tracked Hill's car.But the second question is... "Why did you make a circle at the intersection?!!" Turn left, turn left, turn left and turn left again, isn't this just a circle! !

"Nothing, just getting rid of the three brats," Hill replied, staring in the rearview mirror.Obviously, Stan immediately discovered that the computer had been tampered with, and locked his escape direction based on the open window.Of course, this is also because I am too lazy to cover up, so I just solve it to save trouble.

At the red light, a car blocked behind Hill, and the other two slowly approached from both sides.She touched a large-caliber pistol with her right hand, and suddenly stepped on the accelerator.The car did not rush out of the stop line, but rushed backwards suddenly.Before the killers in the two cars on both sides could react, Hill had already withdrawn from their sight, and the rear compartment was against the front of the car behind, pushing the car back quickly.She opened the trunk door, turned around and took aim, and fired two shots. The killer and driver in the car had been headshot.Then he turned around and sat upright, shifted gears, stepped on the gas pedal, the car rushed out of the stop line with a whoosh, and the green light just turned on.

And two more...

Hill alternated the pistol to his left hand, and took out the cornering device from under the passenger seat with his right hand.She placed the pistol in the front of the device, lowered the window, leaned out, and stared down at the aiming camera with a flick of a finger.

Boom, there's only one left...

"Hill, how is your place? Do you need my help?" Barton's voice came again.

"Five seconds."

"what?"

Five seconds over.Hill slammed the steering wheel, and the car suddenly turned around and plunged into the opposite direction of traffic.Immediately afterwards, holding the pistol in her left hand, she stretched out the car window, faced the killer in the opposite lane who was chasing after her but had not had time to change direction, and shot...

"Four seconds just passed," Hill glanced at the time, then turned the steering wheel and merged into the traffic flow in the original direction. "Now to answer your second question, I'm going to Malibu..."

A bang sounded from the communicator, and Barton hurriedly asked: "What happened, Hill? What happened?!"

"Damn it, there's another one!" Misjudgment is really an unpleasant thing for a top secret agent.Hill recovered from the shock of being hit by the car body, and realized that the one she had missed was driving a truck. Obviously, its volume, size and weight were much larger than hers.Maybe she could excuse herself by being anxious and making a mistake, but a mistake is a mistake, and not only is it unpleasant, it can be fatal.

Hill fiddled with the door handle desperately, but found that the door seemed to be stuck.She kept her eyes on the front, watching the truck speed up again.It pressed straight towards him, and obviously wanted to just press it hard on him.She grasped the roof of the car with both hands, curled her legs and stretched them out from the car window, and then twisted her waist and tried her best to push her upper body out of the window, but suddenly she heard a bang, and the white light flashed in front of her. The front of a truck was blasted and rubbed against its own body and rushed backwards, crashing to the side of the road and being completely scrapped.

A cold and hard thing wrapped around her waist and pulled her out of the car window in coordination with her movements. "Oh baby, I'm really looking forward to your bold style on the bed, but we'd better restrain ourselves on the street." The cold metal ran down her waist, gently smoothing her skirt. "Fortunately, no exposure."

Hill turned his head and was facing Stark's face after the mask was opened, "I'm handsome, I'm cool, I'm hot, and I'm a hero, come and praise me".Oh come on!She snapped off his metal fingers one by one from her hip, stared at him and said, "Are you okay?!"

Stark raised his eyebrows, "Of course, I had already put on the armor before they appeared!" with an expression of "I listen to you very much, come and kiss me and reward me".

Hill rolled his eyes, "What about the people who attacked you? The people who broke into the villa?!"

"How do I know?" Stark said in a matter-of-fact tone: "You told me to leave immediately and I did so. How can I care about those inexplicable people! Even if I stay at home, I will be attacked. How could I Let you stay outside alone?! Look, if I come later..."

Even if you don't come, I can solve it, it's just a matter of time!Hill curled her lips, but she didn't say anything. She is not a person who doesn't know good and bad.Well, she took a step forward, wrapping her arms around the nape of Stark's neck, her eyes fixed on him silently.

Stark was confused, "What, what?" He licked his lips, "Baby, you don't mean to do something here, do you? This is the street!" Although I don't mind at all!

Please, what are you thinking? ! "Are you going to stay and be questioned by the police?!" She could almost hear the sound of sirens two streets away.The American police like to be late, but it's not like they don't show up.And she doesn't like dealing with certain departments. "Someone will take over my car, now, take a ride with the wind." She stared at Stark, "You don't want to?"

"Of course not!" Stark was kind and even couldn't wait to take her into his arms, and then asked, "Where are you going?"

Barton gives them both a good idea: a big, gray, tin armor appears near the Malibu beach house, and apparently Stan has not only sent a killer to attack Stark, but himself.

"What exactly does he want from you?" Hill asked puzzled.

"Well, I think, probably my heart..."

Don't say it's so ambiguous, okay? ! !Hill glared at him.

"Well, I mean, what he probably wants is this reactor on my chest. Amazing invention, 30 billion joules per second, enough to live me fifty times, or... support some big guy for a while." Like Say some dusty iron armor.

"So, Stan sent people to attack you in order to get the reactor on your chest, and because you left, he took the next best thing..."

"The old one," Stark added, "the one I made in Afghanistan, replaced it, and put it in the basement."

Hill rolled his eyes, sure and sure, their flight destination. "What are you waiting for, let's go!"

When Hill and Stark arrived, Barton had just arrived with the S.H.I.E.L.D.Stark didn't have time to take a closer look at the imaginary rival in front of him, put down Hill, and rushed towards a certain tin man who was raging near Malibu Street.Stan immediately dropped his other focus on Stark, which had been his goal.

Although the old reactor that Stan grabbed had only 40.00% of its energy left, he couldn't wait to charge it in a hurry.He realized that he had been targeted by certain departments. He had to make a quick decision to get rid of Stark who was always getting in the way, and then he could dominate the world with the reactor and this set of armor.

Of course, the ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.Although Stan's armor is twice as big as Stark's, he can't deal with the opponent quickly regardless of fists, guns or flying.And he obviously doesn't have the capital to fight for a long time, the energy of the reactor continues to decrease, and Stan's mood is obviously becoming more and more anxious.Stan grabs Stark's helmet and yanks him from the armor as Stark leaps onto his back, reaching through his neck and trying to sever the wires of his armor down, and threw Stark far away.

"When are we going to make a move? I think he can't hold it anymore! I said, Hill, what are you doing?!" Barton stood beside an armored vehicle on the street opposite the battlefield, looking at the Hill, who was fiddling with the notebook without even looking up, "Now, do you still have time to do this?!"

"Of course!" Hill's fingers quickly flipped over the keyboard. The USB flash drive she got from Stark was plugged into the notebook at the moment, and what was displayed on the shiny screen was exactly what she got from Stan's computer. downloaded data.Luckily, all blueprints for this armor are included. "Found it!" With a snap, she closed the notebook and threw it into Barton's arms.

"What, what? What did you find?"

Hill passed Button and walked quickly to the back of the car, opened the trunk, picked out a grenade launcher from it and carried it on his shoulder. "I found his only weakness!" She said to Barton who was following behind, and then walked across the street.

Stark was a little dizzy from the fall.He lay prone on the concrete floor, watching the gray armor, which was as tall as a story and a half, slowly approaching.Because that guy's volume is much larger than him, so the energy he consumes in the battle is also twice that of the opponent.He calculated that the reactors of the two of them were almost reaching the limit, maybe he could fight, maybe with a few more ups and downs he could end the battle.But at this moment, he found a certain figure approaching rapidly. "Oh no, baby, you can't come here. That guy can at least launch two more rounds of attacks, it's too dangerous here, don't come here..."

Hill shrugged. As an agent, the dangers she has experienced may not even be imagined by Stark.But now is not the time to talk nonsense.She said to Stark through the communicator: "Get his attention."

"what?"

"Keep getting his attention and don't make him look back!"

Stark still didn't understand what Hill wanted to do, or what she asked him to do.But obviously he doesn't have to do anything, since Stark is Stan's primary target.Stepping closer, Stan raised the armor's arm and aimed at Stark.He proudly said a bunch of nonsense when victory was in sight, but he had no idea that an excellent agent had come behind him.

Hill stepped on the skateboard he picked up on the street, and rubbed the skateboard out with force from the sole of his foot.Then he ran quickly, and when he was about to rush behind Stan, he suddenly turned over and lay on the skateboard, sliding forward quickly by virtue of inertia.The moment he got through the crotch of the large gray armor, Hill raised the grenade launcher that had been on his shoulder, pulled the trigger, and there was a bang...

Stark was still lying on the ground, looking at the scrap copper and iron that collapsed not far in front of him, a little stunned.

Hill slid to his side, stared at him sideways, and hooked his lips. "This case tells us a truth, men should take good care of their lower body!"

"..." Stark turned his head silently, stood up silently, and silently covered his hands still covered with metal sheets to the waist.

The author has something to say: The grades of this article are so sloppy that it is heartbreaking... Sure enough, the same subject can't be masturbated a second time? ! ! ! T_T