I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

After confirming where the murderer might be hiding, Leon and Natasha returned to the Kun-style fighter and took the equipment they needed.

However, Natasha was a little surprised to see that Leon only had a pistol attached to his waist, instead of the recurve bow that he used when escaping in Russia.

While checking the Glock 17 pistol magazine in her hand, she asked curiously, "Why don't you bring your bow and arrow?"

Leon, who was suddenly asked about it, was startled, then smiled and said: "I think, with you, the agent with the highest comprehensive score in the history of training, I shouldn't need to take action."

As he said that, he patted the pistol on his waist and said proudly: "Besides, my marksmanship is as accurate as my archery..."

"Oh, is it? There is a chance, let's see who's marksmanship is better than the last one..."

"Anytime!"

While talking and laughing, the two left the fighter plane and went to a relatively close location among the two suspects.

Thirty minutes later...

The two stood in front of a single-family villa that looked some years old. Leon first checked the address on the notebook, then closed the notebook, and said to Natasha, who was beside him, "It should be here."

"Of the two locations, this is a residential area, and the frequency of high temperature warnings is much higher than the other location. If the goddess of luck is on our side, we may directly find the prisoner's residence..."

"Are you ready?"

Hearing Leon's words, Natasha also nodded and returned with a confident smile: "You can anytime."

Partnering with elite agents like Black Widow, Leon felt particularly at ease.

On the one hand, it is because Black Widow's abilities in all aspects are excellent, which can be said to be the peaks that normal humans can achieve; on the other hand, walking alone with a partner is two completely different concepts.

You don't need to keep an eye on it anymore, looking at Leon behind him, naturally he is more relaxed...

Coming to the front door, Leon and Natasha looked at each other and started knocking on the door.

bang bang bang!

Several rhythmic knocks on the door were not answered quickly.

It seemed that the other party was busy with something, and it wasn't until after Leon knocked on the door for the second time that a response came from the house:

"Wait a minute, it's coming soon!"

It's a male voice!

Also, English with a distinct Scottish accent!

The characteristics of the two matching prisoners immediately caused the two people standing at the door to exchange glances with each other.

Natasha, who was standing behind Leon's side, slowly stretched out her hand and touched the pistol pinned to her waist.

Just when the two of them were energized, the owner of the house finally appeared in front of the two of them!

Squeak!

With the sound of a wooden door being pushed and pulled, a bald white man in his thirties, wearing a sleeveless T-shirt and with a bald head, looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, "Are you...what's the matter?"

Judging from the plain expression on the other side, it doesn't seem like he just killed someone.

However, the real murderer will not engrave the word "kill" on his forehead, nor will he go around saying "I just killed a person!"

Although the features are correct, further verification is still required...

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Joseph?"

"Yes, who are you?"

Leon and Natasha blinked, meaning "don't be in a hurry, wait and see before speaking", and then took out a police card temporarily borrowed from the local police station from their pockets, shook it at the man, and said : "We are the police and want to ask you something. I don't know if it's inconvenient for you?"

"Police?" Hearing this sensitive word, the other party seemed a little surprised.

There are also subtle changes on the face.

At this time, the little tricks learned from Hawkeye came into play again!

When he saw that the other party's pupils were slightly enlarged and began to erratic, moving unconsciously to the lower right, Leon's heart was a little more certain about the identity of the man in front of him.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"That's it, we want to..."

Just when Leon wanted to continue the cliché, a sudden change occurred!

"Be careful!"

With an exclamation, the defenseless Leon suddenly felt that his waist was kicked fiercely, and the whole person flew out to the left!

boom!

"Ouch!" Leon, who had his face on the ground, fell directly on the lawn at the door.

A swallow quickly turned over, and Leon, who turned around, had not had time to ask Natasha why she suddenly attacked her when she saw an unbelievable picture:

I saw the man who was actively cooperating just now, and at this time, he stretched out his right hand with a ferocious face and punched Leon at the position just now. And his two arms have already turned orange-red like lava!

If Natasha hadn't reacted so quickly and kicked him away, he would probably have become, as they saw today, a corpse lying on the nightclub floor with a large hole melted in his chest...

At this moment, Leon, who avoided the fatal blow, was shocked, and suddenly understood the other party's murder method and what the weapon was:

Not a high-tech thermal weapon, but a superpower!

And the murder weapon was himself!

Seeing that his attack failed to hit Leon, the man said "Cut!", stuck out his tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and showed a devilish smile.

"Since you have discovered my secret, then you can leave it to me!"

After that, the man changed again!

"Ah... ah ah ah!"

I saw him roaring in a low voice, pulling his hands, and tearing off the sleeveless T-shirt on his body, exposing his entire upper body.

Afterwards, the upper body was covered by a strange orange-red spot extending from the arm, forming a set of molten armor close to the skin.

Not only the body, but also the head is shrouded in ultra-high temperature spots, the whole person is like a molten man shrouded in infinite heat!

Seeing this scene, Leon's first thought was not what to do next, but a very sandy thought: wow! This is a bald ability!

On the other side, Natasha, who had been targeted by the opponent, stepped back and looked at Leon.

However, when she saw Leon who was still in a daze, she was also annoyed and shouted: "Hey! Leon, what are you still doing?!"

Lyon, who had just woken up from a dream, reacted.

Kneeling down on one knee, with a very quick spear drawing, he took out the pistol from his waist.

The muzzle is aimed, and he is constantly trying to attack Natasha's enemy at close range, pulling the trigger instantly!

boom!