"Agents always don't get trust, so trust is a rare thing for us."
Natasha frowned and waved her hand.
The action is somewhat deliberate, as if hinting to the opponent that he is about to attack.
 Fighting with fists still has some disadvantages compared to using weapons.
 For example, the attack range is too close, or the fist is not as strong as the weapon.
Weapons are meant to make up for the body's deficiencies, and also to make killing easier.
 The strength of a weapon must naturally be higher than that of a human body.
 But there are naturally advantages. For example, a person who fights with fists usually does not look like a dangerous person and can attack more flexibly.
 Don't talk nonsense about how the weapon and the person are integrated into one body, which is almost the same as using the body itself. It's just an approximation at best.
  Can the knuckles of the fingers be cracked? Can the handle of a knife be cracked?
“Trust? It’s always such a bunch of empty words. I think there is almost no difference between you and Nick Fury!”
 Melinda said this, full of dissatisfaction.
Nick Fury is not a good guy, but who in S.H.I.E.L.D. can be considered a completely good guy?
After the blue lantern in her hand showed the power of the Corps of Lanterns, Agent Hill on the side felt a force constantly pouring into her body.
The power of will can break through stubborn rocks, so there must be a reason for will, right?
 Hope is one of the best reasons.
Hill waved his hand, signaling Melinda to calm down first.
 Now it's Natasha's question to SHIELD. As the temporary top executive of SHIELD, she has no reason to shirk when faced with such a question.
“You mean you trust you? Trust you who just disappeared from the world for some inexplicable reason? SHIELD needs power, but you are hiding somewhere and not paying attention to the world.
Both I and Nick Fury want to find you and talk to you..."
“What are you talking about? A psychological intervention, and then tell us that everything we see is fake, it’s all special effects. There are no savages at all, and no one has ever fallen on the earth?”
 Natasha's tone was not very polite. People who are stubborn often ignore other things, which is no longer right or wrong.
 At this time, the wound on her fist has fully recovered, and she can immediately join the battle at any time.
"I believe what I saw and what I felt. You should really find a chance to visit the Holy Mountain and take a look inside the secret realm for yourself. When those walking corpses touch you, the putrid juice will flow from
When your roaring mouth invades your taste buds, can you still say what you said before?"
Natasha took a few steps forward as she spoke, and the outline of anger could be vaguely seen on her body.
 Stubbornness is also a kind of strength of will, but stubbornness requires something other than "face".
"I'm very sorry……"
“Sorry for what? Sorry for hearing this, sorry for asking us to go on a mission to explore that mountain? Or sorry that we chess pieces finally have our own ideas?
Hill! Agent Grant Hill! Wake up! Everything I do is because I want to do it!
 There is only one reason why I have never expressed my ideas before, and that is that my ideas will not be recognized by you! Because I am just a homeless black widow!
 Just an enemy agent who was kindly taken in by you and has some good looks that you can use!"
Natasha said a lot of words, and when she finished speaking, her chest kept rising and falling.
Natasha frowned, a little unhappy.
 A body that is too beautiful can be considered a drag during battle. Not everyone can bear the severe pain caused by the centrifugal force.
Perhaps getting entangled is a good idea?
Natasha was a little distracted, but quickly brought her attention back and continued: "I am a warrior now, and I didn't come back here to seduce stupid men who don't even know my face.
Yes! I just want to see what the world peace you say looks like, and whether it can really be as beautiful as you describe.
 Now I’m not alone anymore!”
Natasha held her fists in front of her body, covering her head and chin.
 This posture relaxes the defense of the abdomen, but makes it easier to use the legs to attack.
 Hill saw it clearly.
 Combat technology is not unfamiliar to agents. After all, not all tasks can be solved with guns.
Although the fighting abilities of these agents are probably not as good as those of professional players, they are not far behind.
 In a fighter's life, fighting is everything, and agents don't need such purity.
“Maybe you should wait until Nick Fury comes over to tell him this? After all, I didn’t recruit you to work for SHIELD.”
Hiel let out a long sigh, and then her vision was covered by a fist. The wind pressure on the fist made her hair fly straight back, which showed the power contained in this punch.
Hill skillfully leaned down to avoid the trajectory of the fist, and couldn't help but lower his head.
Although crouching down to dodge is the best choice, that way you won't lose sight. It's just that Hill couldn't open his eyes when facing such a fist. Since he couldn't see it, he simply chose a faster and more convenient posture to dodge.
 But a long and powerful leg kicked directly towards her lowered head with a mid-section kick.
The facing bone of the calf cut through the air like a battle axe. Hill could even feel his clothes clinging to his body, and he could also feel the pain as if his skin was being rubbed with sandpaper.
The green light in Hill's hand changed and turned into a ball to block the gap between the two. If she used a shield, she had no confidence that she would be able to receive this sudden blow unscathed!
After the green ball made a loud noise, it pushed Hill back.
 Compared to being hit directly, this kind of power is much softer.
 Hill's body did a backflip under the influence of that force and stood on the ground again.
 But the skin on her face had already been scratched, but she didn't know anything about it.
 The feeling of bleeding seems a little too weak when faced with pain.
 Before she could speak, a fist once again occupied her sight!
 Melinda, who was standing aside to watch the battle, slapped her free hand with a blunt object, looking almost like a strict dean of students.
 This battle needs to go on, and she should not get involved.
 The story of three people without her name...
 Because this is a personal feud and has nothing to do with Melinda May, the Blue Lantern.
Although the blue light ring in his hand is constantly charging Hill to the smallest extent.
Natasha's fighting is more skillful than Cassius's, but it's not that Cassius has any shortcomings in his skills.
 It’s just that when Cassius faced most enemies, the skills he used to fight humans were far less useful than his strong body.
For example, the human jaw is a critical problem, because shaking the jaw can cause the brain to hit the skull, causing encephalopathy.
But among the demons, there are only a few who have brains, and even those who have brains are not very affected by encephalopathy.
 The skills used to fight humans are just a recipe for death if used to fight animals, let alone face demons.
 So breaking, smashing, and beating into pulp is what Cassius taught Natasha.
  After all, barbarians are not so powerful just to fight for rights among the crowd. They just want to fight for a living space in the hands of the devil.
 The combat object is always the imaginary enemy, the devil.
"ha!"
Crisp sound and high -pitched war roar!
Natasha let out a barbarian war cry, although the ripples she caused were just like a breeze blowing across her face.
 But the fists she waved were filled with unstoppable courage!
 What would Earth Stomp look like if it were performed with fists?
 That's it! Even such a blow was still a little too early for Natasha.
The air began to vibrate continuously! Hill was at the center of the vibration! All the muscles in her body became sore and weak from the vibration! This physical relaxation also made her will relax!
 The air begins to heat up with constant tremors! You can even see scattered sparks!
 The earth is trampled, trembling and trampled!
To be continued...