One Thousand Eight Hundred and Sixty-Two Chapters, the Young Man Is Not Bad, the Killing Is Decisive

Natasha was reminded by this, and suddenly thought of what she wanted to ask before: "Aren't we preventing the baroness's actions in advance?"

Luke shook his head: "No. Their big news is going to go to Paris after all."

After saying this, the two of them couldn't help but look at the towering iron tower not far away - for example, this thing is very suitable.

Natasha is a little unsure: "It won't really happen, will it?"

There are a lot of tourists around the Eiffel Tower, and a lot of people can easily die if something goes wrong.

With her knowledge of Batman, she should not ignore the lives of these innocents in order to catch big fish.

Luke: "Don't worry, I called a helper."

Natasha was shocked when she heard the words: "Who is in your team? Who are they?"

Luke smiled lightly: "No, just an old friend who doesn't meet often."

Natasha's curiosity suddenly arose.

But no matter how she tries, Luke just doesn't show his words.

It's not that he has to sell off, it's purely unnecessary.

This is just a hole card, so there is no need to explain it in advance if it is not used.

As for the Cobra's raid, Luke and Natasha didn't follow.

The secret base in North Africa that was raided was filled with soldiers from various European countries, not civilians.

Luke wasn't their biological father, so he didn't bother to care about the lives of these people.

So now he and Natasha are on the balcony of an apartment near the tower, drinking coffee and snacking while chatting.

And where Natasha couldn't see, Luke was not idle, and was secretly arranging secret hands.

If you have more cards, you will always be unprepared when things come to an end.

Don't explain to Natasha, that's because the friendship between the two is just average.

There are really few people who are secret agents to fool. This black widow is not a teammate in the system at the moment, just a light green friendly person, can you believe it?

Just this light green friendly,

It was only achieved by sending battle armors and throwing weapons of peace in Batman's New York War.

At first, she was simply a light red hostile, which fully shows that the director of Ludan has never been kind to Batman, and it is absolutely wrong.

It is also the uncle Phil who is reliable. He has been a two-star teammate for the past two years.

Luke doesn't like hot faces and cold dolphins, and Batman's friendship is not cheap.

When people are guarding themselves like this, of course he won't play tricks like opening his heart, confessing frankly, and maintaining a pure transactional relationship with each other.

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On the third day, it was still a sunny day in Paris, and there were many tourists wandering around in the streets at 8:00 in the morning.

Luke regrets this.

If the weather is a little bit harsher, like strong wind and rain, then the cobra may cause much less extra damage.

But today, God is not beautiful, he and Natasha can only work hard for themselves and keep an eye on the cobra.

At this moment, Luke and Natasha are following the baroness and the Asian man, because the box with the warhead is on the black hummus the baroness is sitting on.

Natasha looked at the direction the Hummer was driving and couldn't help but say, "wow, you seemed to say that Mr. Baron is fine, and now they are approaching the Baron's laboratory."

Luke: "Is it difficult for bad people to make ordinary people do things for themselves?"

Of course Natasha understands that ordinary people who are pointed at by guns don't have much choice but to admit counsel.

She asked directly: "Then watch them rush into the laboratory to kill?"

Luke: "Don't worry, we called for backup."

Five minutes later, the black Hummer stopped in front of the De-Cobre Institute building in the suburbs, and the baroness and the Asian man in the car walked in with two men, carrying boxes containing warheads.

Looking at the lonely security guard at the front desk in the lobby, the Asian man was a little surprised.

asked the baroness in a low voice: "I or you?"

Asian male: "I'll come."

Walking to the front desk, he showed a cold smile: "Good morning, it's very quiet here today."

The security guard didn't answer his question, but craned his neck to look at the woman and two men behind him, then took out the registration book and put it on the stage, before saying impatiently: "Please write down who you want to visit... …”

Speaking of which, his stomach made a grunting sound.

The four people on the opposite side all looked strange, and the Baroness took a step back subconsciously.

The security guard stretched out his hand to hold his stomach and cursed in a low voice, "Damn Pierre, didn't he send spoiled fish?"

Before he could speak, his stomach rumbled again, and he could only urge the Asian man with a sullen face: "Hurry up and register, I'm going to take care of personal hygiene."

The Baroness took two steps back again.

The Asian man tilted his head: "I'm sorry, I've worked hard for you."

As he said that, he turned his wrist, and a handful of kunai appeared at his fingertips, and he let go and stuck it at the security's throat.

The security guard widened his eyes and covered his neck, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth, and his body fell back into the chair softly.

"In this way, you don't have to bear it anymore." The Asian man said, and the four of them stepped up to the elevator next to them.

The baroness couldn't help covering her nose with her hand: "Come on, I can already smell that smell, vomit~"

The faces of the four were a little uncomfortable.

It's not that they have poor endurance. It's just that they rang in the security's stomach twice, which made people subconsciously have a series of disgusting associations.

After the elevator they entered began to descend, the security guard at the front desk who was "dead" on the chair suddenly sat up, the expression of pain on his face disappeared completely, and he became calm.

He pulled out the kunai around his neck with one hand, took out a can of spray from his trouser pocket with the other, and sprayed the blood on his body and the kunai.

At the same time, the wound on his neck was automatically compressed, and turned into a small bloodstain at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After playing with the Kuwu for a while, he took away the light red particles after the blood-sucking spray on the ground. He hehe sneered: "Tsk tsk, this guy is not bad, he kills decisively."

With that said, he got up and walked to the bathroom.

Natasha outside was a little curious: "How did you do it?"

The performance of the security, it is strange to say that there are no ghosts.

Moreover, the De-Cobre laboratory is an important institution with particle accelerators. There are at least four security guards in the hall, and at least two of them have guns.

As a result, Luke left only one security guard there without saying a word.

Even she would not have too much doubt in this situation, the state of the security's diarrhea is really realistic.

Luke: "I said I found help."

Natasha's heart tickled like a cat scratching: "Who is it?"

Luke smiled and stopped talking: I won't say it, it tickles you, a conscienceless female agent.

Half an hour later, a siren suddenly sounded in the building.

Natasha looked at the dead baroness who was speeding up the movement and packed up the warhead and left in the surveillance video. It was a little strange: "Is it discovered? Well, was it made by your friend again?"

The alarm came sooner or later, just after the Baron had activated all the warheads in the box with the particle accelerator.

It felt so familiar, exactly the same as the previous security, and she immediately discovered this while watching the whole process.

Luke: "Let's go, there will be fun later."

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