Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 111 Thousand Layers of Calculation
  "I know you are still young, but can you please not fall asleep during the mission?"

Hawkeye shook Terry's shoulders frantically, and at the same time, he felt quite uncomfortable that his reasoning and analysis just now was more brilliant than Sherlock Holmes (which he thought), but no one in the audience felt quite uncomfortable.

But then, the chill in Terry's expression after he opened his eyes made him subconsciously let go of his hand and take two steps back.

"Uh...Terry?"

Although he didn't understand what happened, when Hawkeye came to his senses, his hand had unconsciously taken off the bow and arrow, and he was just about to put the arrow tail on the bowstring and pull it apart.

He took a sharp breath and looked at the almost complete change in his temperament with surprise... Huh?

After a seemingly normal blink, Terry raised his hand and apologized with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I closed my eyes for a while just now."

One of Hawkeye's eyes narrowed slightly. After two seconds of silence, he put the bow and arrow back on his back, stuffed a headset in his hand, turned around and waved: "Hurry up, the ship is about to start! Follow my movements."

The two left the off-road vehicle hidden in the darkness one after another, and then quietly walked over under the cover of night.

Terry landed five or six meters away from Hawkeye, imitating the opponent's movements and bending down to sneak, and asked softly into the headset.

"Well, although it sounds a little unpleasant, it seems that it can make a living?"

"Hawkeye is really like this. He is often unprofessional where he should be professional, and very professional where he shouldn't be. I suspect that SHIELD has already determined the route Harold will really choose. Tonight they I just want to take this opportunity to obtain information about my super powers at the same time.”

"...At that time, I had just left the orphanage for almost two years. I was still a little kid. Catwoman caught me and beat me up, then warned me to change my career and let me go."

The left side is calm and gentle, the right side is indifferent and indifferent. The two eyes that are clearly on the same face can actually reveal two different temperaments, and they are clearly distinct.

"You are so rich, why don't we just buy two tickets?"

"Awesome, Hei, this sneaking skill!"

The luxury cruise ship docked at the pier has stopped loading passengers. The electric deck is slowly rising, and several security personnel at the pier are holding flashlights to conduct final inspections.

Bai's consciousness transmission was awkwardly interrupted for a few tenths of a second, and then began to fluctuate again.

Where did this kid learn this skill?
  Because of the distance and darkness, even the super vision of Eagle Eye could not detect Terry's facial muscles and micro-expressions at this moment.

"No, I can still distinguish between malicious bullying and kind lessons. By the way, can we discuss some topics related to tonight's operation?"

Then Hawkeye suddenly discovered that Terry, a fledgling novice, actually followed the route he had taken before every step perfectly. Although he seemed to have come from a wild background, this level of stealth was already considered very powerful. .

"Is this woman so petty? Catwoman is not on your revenge list, right?"

"On the contrary, I couldn't. Later, I gave up when I couldn't compete with Catwoman in business."

"Hey, you've dealt with a lot of famous people!"

After Hawkeye whispered the answer into the headset, he still felt a little worried. He turned his head and glanced: "I'm just teaching you. I need to pay attention to sneaking..."

Occasionally, a beam of light from a flashlight passed by quite abruptly. Hawkeye's heart suddenly lifted, but in the next second, he was horrified to see that the other party used a silent and extremely skillful rolling action to avoid the danger of exposure.

At the same time, Terry's mind was not idle, and the two consciousnesses were constantly communicating.

"Well, I was a thief for a while."

"Nonsense, it's impossible for us to go up there wearing this uniform. If we wear casual clothes, don't you think it will be difficult to carry such equipment through the security check?"

"No doubt about it, but I'm afraid that's not the case when you say it's unprofessional. Several of those security guards have been replaced by agents. This should be coordinated with letting Hawkeye perform a rescue to subtly convince you. In fact, It should be fine if he is discovered."

"Ha! It seems that the Nick Fury of this world is probably more scheming than the Fuck Man in the movie!"

The exchange of consciousness came to an abrupt end when Hawkeye and Terry stood beside the cruise ship that started honking its horn. Hawkeye turned around, proudly showed off the black technology gloves on his hands that could be replaced with climbing claws in Terry's eyes, and then raised his eyebrows at him.

That little expression seemed to say: Rookie, ask me how to get up there!

But Terry just looked at him teasingly: "You first, me first?"

oops?

Good boy! I want to see how much skill you have hidden.

Hawkeye stepped aside slightly unhappily and made a 'you first please' gesture.

Terry snorted softly, crossed his body, and blinked while turning his back to Hawkeye.

Body control is seamlessly switched to Black.

Then Hawkeye watched in disbelief as the young man jumped onto the iron rope that fixed the hull of the auxiliary anchor device with great lightness. In an instant, he burst out with agility comparable to Spider-Man. After two lifts, he pulled on only the slightest bulge on the hull. The rivets swished up like a gecko.

Eh?
  Hawkeye wiped his eyes, and then saw Terry already standing on the edge of the fence hooking him.

Wochao!

Although Hawkeye thought he could do it when he was young, since working for Nick, he has become accustomed to using various expensive equipment to facilitate his movements. Now he is very sure that Terry's skills are probably better than that of a useless guy like him. Stronger.

Hawkeye shook his head, feeling that he had really seen a ghost today, that he actually felt inferior to a little kid in such professional skills.

The whistle no longer sounded, and knowing that there was no time to be distracted, Hawkeye followed Terry's previous route and climbed into the cruise ship easily.

Knowing that it would be impossible to teach Terry tonight, Hawkeye waved his hands in disinterest.

"You - very good. Find a place to hide yourself."

Then he clicked on the headset: "Remember not to fall asleep again, and wait for my signal at any time."

The footsteps of other people could be heard from the corner of the corridor. The two of them lowered themselves in tacit agreement, and then two black shadows separated in an extremely smooth manner.

About five or six minutes later, when the cruise ship began to slowly leave the dock, the voice of Spider-Man connected to another channel came from Hawkeye's headset.

"Oh! We saw the Rand Group's official car here. It seems that the cunning Harold chose our side tonight!"

Hawkeye, who was huddled in a dark corner, smiled silently.

Knowing the real information, he certainly knew that Spider-Man was doomed to return without success tonight, but although the New York Airport car was a cover-up, the Hand would probably cooperate and send some ninja killers to confuse the sight.

Therefore, Spider-Man and Iron Fist's first attack is also part of SHIELD's plan.

"Then you act quickly!"

Hawkeye's tone sounded like he really didn't know anything.

Spider-Man said no more, and after looking at each other, Spider-Man and Iron Fist jumped out of their hiding places and ran towards the Rand Group's car.

The result was indeed as expected by SHIELD. When the bodyguard and driver who got out of the car were easily knocked down by Spider-Man and Iron Fist, a strange black smoke floated out of the car.

Several darts flew silently under the cover of the black mist, but Spider-Man flipped and kicked them all away from the side.

Just after the ninjas appeared at the New York Airport, the luxury cruise ship where Hawkeye and Terry were hiding suddenly slowed down.

A small, jet-black speedboat cut through the waves and gradually approached the nearly stagnant cruise ship under the night.

(End of this chapter)