But now, they have five armored vehicles breaking away from the team to intercept this seemingly crazy criminal.

The temptation of fifty million is beyond the imagination of these pampered SHIELD people.

Even Coulson looked at the projected death toll on the tablet, his hands trembling a little.

Coulson was trembling not only because of the three-digit number of criminals who had died since they came out, but also because of the reduction of thirty-two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

Just then.

"Sir!"

KJ, who was leading the charge, said in a deep voice: "We are about to enter Illidan Avenue."

Coulson came back to his senses and calmed down his heart. It is not terrible to have so many agents die. What is terrible is that if King is not caught this time, that is the final feared consequence: "Everyone, be on alert!"

Only the five armored vehicles that followed responded to Colson's words in a deep voice.

The next second.

KJ drove the lead car, turned right, and entered Illidan Avenue.

moment.

When KJ's eyes fell on the person standing directly on the road in front of a Mexican restaurant not far away, his eyes shrank: "Sir, the target has been found!"

With this courage, even though he was standing alone, he stood up with an invincible momentum. Except for King, one of the three legendary killers they wanted to capture, there was no one else.

Colson felt a little calmer after hearing the lead car's reply.

King appears.

Very good.

Now, as long as King is captured, even if all the agents brought out are scrapped, Coulson will not be afraid of being held accountable, because Coulson believes that his boss will definitely protect him.

Hawke looked at the motorcade turning from Hofton Avenue with an expressionless face. In his right hand, Silver Storm hung quietly without any movement.

At this moment, Yekaterina was so nervous that she couldn't breathe, and her eyes were fixed on the satellite screen in front of her.

"I can fire Katyusha at will."

"Not this car."

Ekaterina ignored Hawke, who called her by her nickname, and stared at the armored vehicles that appeared on the satellite screen one after another: "Wait a minute."

She was looking at that car, which was the real command car.

Coulson, who was sitting in the fourth car, looked at Hawke, who was standing in the middle of the road, standing in the middle of the road, with a temperament that could not be ignored by anyone, and finally lost his temper and buckled down.

He moved the intercom button in his hand: "KJ, crash over."

The moment the sound spread through the intercom.

Shit!

Ekaterina raised her eyebrows and took a deep breath: "The fourth car!"

Hawke looked up instantly.

The next second.

Hawke moved.

With a flip of his left hand, a high-explosive grenade with added material was directly thrown by Hawke like a sandbag and rolled out in a straight line along the road.

Gudongdong!

Under Hawke's technique, the grenade passed the first car, the second car, the third car, and finally it was about to pass the fourth car, and the car at the end was about to hit him.

That moment.

Hawke dodged to the right, and the moment he landed, he directly pulled the Silver Storm on his hand.

call out!

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Chapter completed!