Sofia.

All the streets and alleys of the city, squares and parks are hidden in a green bush, rows of linden trees, Arabic rubber trees, French plane trees, Canadian poplars, etc., neatly arranged on both sides of the road.

Bright flower beds and neat lawns are planted in every corner of the city, and every household is planted with vibrant flowers and plants under the front and window of the house, in front of the house and behind the house.

There are shops selling all kinds of flowers on many streets of the city, strolling through the city, you can smell the smell of flowers almost everywhere, the whole city is like a blooming flower, and the white or yellowish houses, Sofia looks particularly beautiful and elegant.

On a certain street, residents on both sides build houses, goods are dazzling, the street is crowded, and laughter fills the street.

In one of the four- or five-story yellow brick buildings, towered in the middle of the street, and outside the door of a house on the top floor, with the sound of the key opening the door, a woman with gray-blonde hair and a black leather jacket walked in.

Casually placing the motorcycle cap on the entrance table, she had just walked in the doorway, and her eyes suddenly sharpened.

The whole person’s temperament changed, his upper body was slightly arched, he pulled out a Glock 17 from his back waist, raised his gun with both hands in a standard combat posture, and carefully and gently walked towards the house to search.

Put your own bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and get nothing.

Only the living room and balcony remain.

A fierce look flashed on her beautiful face, first hid her body in the corner of the wall, took out the makeup mirror and carefully stretched out a little and slowly rotated, bringing all the pictures in the living room into view, and there was no one in the empty living room.

She walked into the living room just enough to stay close to the wall without being hit by a sniper rifle outside the balcony.

From a locker with a combination lock in the living room, I took out a metal box, entered the code to open the box, and took out all the equipment that could be used from the inside.

Holding the grab in his right hand, he slowly approached the balcony with a tactical grenade in his left hand.

The wind blew the balcony curtain, and finally she leaned on one side and looked at the other side through an oblique perspective, no, then only her own side was left.

She jerked the curtain and pointed her gun at it, but it didn’t.

People gone?

The woman frowned thinly, could it be a thief?

Just as she let down her guard, a husky figure came from behind her: “It seems that your training has not fallen, Yelena.” ”

The woman named Yelena shrank her pupils and turned sharply to the source of the voice, only to find that her pistol was taken away by a powerful moment.

Then a muzzle was already attached to her forehead.

The man with the gun was half a head taller than her, wearing a red tunic, sweatpants and whiteboard shoes, and a burgundy long an’s sideburns down to her chest.

The familiar face made Yelena’s expression change slightly.

The fierceness in his eyes became more and more intense.

“Natasha~~ You finally appeared.”

The person who came was Natasha who was looking for her sister, and Yelena was her sister.

Natasha looked at her sister, her red lips slightly raised: “It seems that you are not so happy to see me.” ”

“Trust me, I haven’t been happier than today.”

Yelena’s eyes seemed to be on fire, and as soon as the words fell, her head tilted sharply, and at the same time grabbed the butt of the gun with her right hand, but Natasha seemed to have expected it, her arm shrank slightly, avoiding this grasp, and the muzzle of the gun kept aiming at Yelena’s forehead.

And Yelena was like a swift cheetah, nimbly dodging the muzzle while constantly approaching, and by the way, she pulled out the dagger on the outside of her thigh with her right hand.

The two exchanged hands several times in less than ten seconds, close range, joint skills, grappling, dagger assassination books, and leg techniques were all used to this moment.

Every step is thrilling, but if there is any mistake, one side will immediately fall into a desperate situation.

Yelena’s offensive posture was particularly rapid, and she fought for her life, even risking being shot in a certain part of her body several times to attack with a dagger, exchanging injuries for life.

However, Natasha’s actual combat experience is so rich, especially Yelena can’t imagine that after a few years, Natasha’s physical fitness has already improved by leaps and bounds, and her reaction nerves are far beyond ordinary people.

As a result, the more Yelena attacked, the more shocked her heart became, and all her fighting attacks were easily defused by Natasha, and even put her in a desperate situation several times.

Yelena is also a member of the Black Widow, and she is full of dissatisfaction with Natasha, the Black Widow, she thinks that she is not inferior to the other party at all, and adds some emotional reasons to this psychology.

She just wants to prove that she is not weaker than this sister.

However, this time head-to-head, she immediately realized the gap between the two people and actual combat experience.

Several times Natasha had the opportunity to fight back and kill, and even subdue her, but Natasha did not do so, which was almost a way of joking and crushing, which made Yelena simply angry.

Just as Yelena was considering whether she was going to give this sister a wave of death, Natasha seemed to anticipate her thoughts.

The red lips hooked, and in Yelena’s shocked gaze, she saw Natasha’s speed and strength suddenly in a crushing way, and when she didn’t react, her left hand slammed off Yelena’s dagger, and by the way, she took away the grenade she was holding in her left hand.

The muzzle of the right-handed Glock gun was once again aimed at Yelena’s eyebrows.

The latter’s body immediately froze in place.

“You~~” Yelena looked at Natasha in disbelief.

The shock in her heart is incomparable, this is simply impossible, in Yelena’s heart, although Natasha won the title of the strongest black widow, even if it is strong, it is within her understanding, but the instant power speed explosion just now is directly beyond this range.

Natasha shrugged slightly: “A sister will always be a sister.” ”

This pun made Yelena grit her teeth.

Natasha finally put down the gun: “Not bad, a lot of growth.” ”

“Hmph!” Yelena snorted coldly and did not speak.

However, I kept pondering Natasha’s abnormal strength and speed, how she did it.

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