I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

Chapter 38



Whew!

An enemy who was just about to rush down the stairs was shot directly in the eyes by an arrow ready to go by Lyon,!

Without a sound, he fell straight forward.

The body with an arrow in the head rolled down the stairs

The enemy\'s courage was also violently suppressed by this powerful arrow.

These killers became timid and dared not go forward. They only dared to hide behind the bunker and shoot indiscriminately in the direction of Lyon.

Da da

Even if the quasi heart missed the target badly, six or seven MP5 with bullets pouring constantly made Lyon dare not continue to stand in place and pose.

Can only hide behind a yacht, avoiding the merciless barrage.

At this time, Yelena belova, who was late, immediately ordered loudly as soon as she saw her subordinates\' counseling

"What are you afraid of?! he\'s just a person!"

"Come with me!"

Reminded by Yelena belova, all the talents woke up, rushed down the stairs, came to the embankment and rushed to Lyon.

Many people have great power.

Even if Lyon\'s archery is accurate enough to kill an enemy with one arrow, it can\'t beat a group of people from the other side.

What\'s more, he only has the last few arrows left

After a few rounds, when Lyon shot the last arrow in the quiver, he had to be a shrinking turtle.

Bang bang!

Bullets kept hitting the yacht, making a toothache sound.

Lyon, hiding behind the yacht, was even more tormented at this time.

Just as Leon kept yelling "you must bring a gun next time!" in his heart, Natasha\'s voice finally rang with a roaring engine:

"All right! Come on!"

This cry fell on Lyon\'s ear, like the sound of nature.

He quickly turned around and took off his long legs. After a run-up, he jumped onto the motorboat with a standard triple jump!

Without thinking too much, Leon, sitting in the back seat, directly hugged Natasha\'s small waist and shouted in her ear, "go, go, go!"

With a frown, Natasha twisted the accelerator with her right hand, and the motorboat stopped on the river rushed out like an arrow off the string!

The water splashed in all directions, and a gray mark appeared on the river.

The motorboat broke through all obstacles and carried Leon and Natasha out of the Siege!

Watching the cooked duck fly away, Yelena belova angrily aimed at Leon\'s back and fired several shots.

Under her leadership, the other killers of the red house also shot the last wave of bullets called "do your best to listen to fate"!

Sensitive hearing, at this time, played a role.

I heard a bullet spinning at high speed from the shuttle, passing around my body, with a trace of breaking wind

Before Lyon could sigh, he felt a sudden pain in his back, which made him groan: "mmm..."

"I was shot!"

Such thoughts occupied his whole mind at that moment.

A sense of powerlessness sprang up in his body, which made Lyon\'s hands, which had been holding Natasha tightly, begin to loosen.

Hearing the dull hum behind her, the sensitive Natasha also realized the seriousness of the matter in an instant.

While holding the handle tightly and controlling the fast-moving motorboat, she kept away from the enemy\'s range as soon as possible. At the same time, she said to Leon sitting behind her: "are you shot?! are you okay?"

"It\'s all right, it\'s just a small injury..." although he said so, the dizziness and weakness caused by body bleeding hit him like a storm!

Gradually, his hands that had held Natasha loosened a lot.

Natasha, who felt this slight change, also quickly shouted, trying to retain Lyon\'s gradually lost consciousness:

"Hey! Hold on! We\'ll be safe soon..."

Natasha\'s slightly anxious voice line constantly surrounded Lyon\'s ears, so that Lyon, who wanted to sleep over, could not help frowning and whispering:

"It\'s so noisy! I\'m not dead yet..."

Hearing Lyon\'s voice, Natasha was determined, "she will joke and prove that she can hold on."

However, she knows very well that if she can\'t find a safe place to treat Lyon as soon as possible, he will die if he bleeds!

At the thought of this, Natasha made up her mind, "last time you saved me, this time, it\'s my turn to save you!"

With a twist of the accelerator, the motorboat moving in the Obi River speeded up and sped away into the distance.

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Six hours later

A small town in northern Russia.

In an uninhabited house all year round, the man lying motionless in bed suddenly opened his closed eyes!

Suddenly, he felt a huge tear on his back, which made him take a breath of cold air: "hiss!"

After he looked around and determined the surrounding environment, he asked, "is this?"

At this time, a red haired beauty came out of the bathroom and smiled at the man, "you finally wake up..."

Seeing each other\'s face, Leon, sitting on the bed, expressed a trace of surprise in his tone: "Natasha?!"

"Hehe, I dyed my hair while you were asleep..." Natasha, who recovered her original hair color, paced to the bedside, opened her chair and sat down.

"How long did I sleep?"

"Well... Not long, just six hours and 37 minutes..."

Hearing Natasha\'s answer, Leon frowned, "that is, do we have about six hours left?"

"That\'s right." Natasha nodded and joked, "to be exact, there are six hours and twenty-three minutes before the agreed evacuation time."

"Uh..."

Leon looked at Natasha\'s smile and suddenly didn\'t know what to do. Hold for a long time, just from the mouth, hold out a sentence: "thank you!"

Compared with Lyon\'s pinch, Natasha\'s reaction was very cool: "you\'re welcome. You saved me once and I saved you once. It\'s even."

Lyon just wanted to continue to say two words, but she was attracted by Natasha\'s favor.

I don\'t know when Natasha\'s favor for him has changed from "indifference" to "harmony"

He vaguely felt that there was a fetter called "partner", which slowly formed between him and Natasha.

This surprised Lyon, but also felt a trace of joy.

So it seems that there is only the last step before the black widow becomes a member of the Divine Shield Bureau

Lyon thought about it and suddenly asked, "by the way, where are we now?"

"Kutsk, a small town in northern Russia." Natasha seemed to know Lyon\'s next question and gave the answer in advance:

"Port Novi, thirty kilometers away!"