Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 112 Plot Characters of the Hand
  The cruise ship gradually came to a stop, but most of the guests on the deck looked as usual. Many of them, rich people in luxurious clothes, were obviously very familiar with this scene, and even smiled to help the female companions beside them.

As the two ships with contrasting sizes stood side by side, several staff who had been waiting on the cruise ship deck immediately stepped forward and lowered a white rope ladder along the hull.

Then Harold walked out of the inner room of the speedboat unhurriedly. It could be seen that he looked quite leisurely. He was wearing a gray suit. He had some unknown psychology on his face. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses at night. .

Although he has been in a high position for a long time, it is obvious that Harold is not the kind of person with a big brain. Judging from his ability to easily climb more than ten meters along the vertical rope ladder, he probably goes to the gym frequently.

After climbing over the fence, Harold's expression became more and more relaxed. He looked far away in the direction of the Manhattan Pier, and then waved.

Two beauties who were dressed very coolly and had no other measures to protect themselves from the cold except for the fur vests on their bodies walked over with quick steps, and snuggled up to Harold's side, one on the left and the other on the right.

One person took out a small wooden box, took out a cigar without a label, and passed it to another beauty while slimming down the buttocks. The other person took out a match, held it in one hand like a windproof light, and started to light the cigar. Pre-baking procedure.

Harold, on the other hand, proudly walked toward the center of the deck with the two women in his arms, and skillfully greeted some wealthy people he had dealings with loudly.

"This is December, Christmas is next week, right? Aren't they afraid of the cold?"

Terry's curious inquiry came from the ears of Hawkeye hiding somewhere in the main hull.

"We need a plan of attack."

"There are no temporary plans. Based on the bloody nature of ordinary popcorn movies, we usually make calculations and calculations. The result will only be that we rush up and overtake all the ninjas that pop out, and then hold down the target."

After casually reminding Terry again, Hawkeye paused and then spoke.

"Don't stare at the target all the time. Try to observe with your peripheral vision. Killers are very sensitive to gaze."

"Wait a moment!"

Terry's voice suddenly sounded in the headset, and Hawkeye, who had just stood up, squatted back down in fear.

But in theory, it seems that it is indeed time to close the network now.

"How do I know? Is it making money? It's not shabby."

"Then follow my orders, three, two..."

I really don’t know where this seemingly honest boy learned so many strange and unconventional skills.

Strangely, since the boy could see the two beauties next to Harold, the approximate hiding spots should be somewhere where the eagle eye could observe them in reverse.

After all, for things like sneak attacks, the quicker and more accurately the attack is carried out, the better the effect will be.

"Don't worry, there are many ninjas ambushing even the air cannons at the New York Airport. There will definitely be Hand killers hiding around Harold himself."

But Hawkeye can't be reckless as he wants, at least he must be more mature and steady in front of a newbie.

"what are you doing!"

Um? What is a popcorn movie?
  Hawkeye frowned, thinking that this kid really had enough frustrations. If his so-called laboratory was not backed by the all-pervasive S.H.I.E.L.D., how could they have found Harold's real escape route so easily? information.

While speaking, Hawkeye also keenly observed where Terry might be hiding, but found nothing.

"What do you say? Now let's rush forward and hold him down?"

Hawkeye pursed his lips. Although he spoke calmly, in fact, he had already taken off the bow and arrow on his back and held it in his hand.

He growled slightly towards the headset in dissatisfaction.

"There's a reverse ambush!"

Terry's voice seemed a little strange, and his tone lacked the sense of relaxation, but was full of vigilance and suppression. Hawkeye couldn't help but check around again, but found no abnormalities in any possible hiding places.

"Found something!"

"Look at the one on Harold's left, that's the woman who lit Harold's cigar!"

Hawkeye glanced quickly and suspiciously, and immediately felt something was amiss, but this hasty glance did not reveal any more useful information.

Although he felt it was a bit shameful for a veteran to seek advice from a novice, Hawkeye who entered the task state would not hesitate in taking any action that was beneficial to the actual results.

"How to say?"

"Her figure is much better than the beauty on Harold's right!"

Hawkeye remained still for two seconds, then his cheekbones trembled twice, his trembling eyelids slowly closed, and he took a deep breath, as if he was preparing to brew something.

Don’t eat sour radish!

But the non-joking seriousness in Terry's next words made Hawkeye withdraw the curse words he was about to say.

"Her figure reminds me of an old friend, a very capable woman."

Damn it, trust you one more time!
  Hawkeye chose to observe a little more carefully this time, and immediately discovered the source of the abnormal feeling that had given him before from the well-developed shoulder and forearm muscles of the woman pointed out by Terry.

There is definitely something wrong with this woman!

But it was only half a second longer than before that the beautiful woman who was smiling and flirting with Harold immediately turned her head and locked eyes with Hawkeye. Location.

This killer is not comparable to those ordinary ninja soldiers before!

Without any hesitation, Hawkeye immediately fired his bow at the female killer, and used the moment when his arm was raised to cover his face to give Terry a hint.

"You continue to hide! Act according to the opportunity!"

The seemingly weaker female assassin kicked away Harold, who was still chatting and laughing. She flicked her white shawl and pulled out a steel fork about the length of her forearm. She struck the arrow that flew in front of her first. It flew out.

"If you find a mouse, surround him and kill him!"

Ding Ding Ding!
  Hawkeye rolled on the spot, avoiding several darts thrown by the opponent, and before completing the rolling action, he shot another arrow at a height close to the ground.

The female killer wanted to quickly close the distance with Hawkeye to delay the opponent, but she didn't expect that Hawkeye's bow and arrow skills were so unpredictable. She jumped up in a hurry to avoid the arrows. After landing, she wanted to chase after her, but she suddenly lost her balance. .

This time difference gave Hawkeye time to escape. By the time the sullen-looking female assassin stabilized her figure and raised her head, Hawkeye had already disappeared on the deck.

At this time, the ninjas who had been hiding deep in the cruise ship arrived.

More than forty black shadows surrounded all the guests on the deck. This scene finally made the wealthy people who thought they were well-informed look fearful, and one or two of them turned pale and did not dare to move.

Terry, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but be impressed by the wonderful exchange between the two in such a short period of time.

"The movie was so light at the end. I didn't expect that the arrow shot off the high-heeled shoe."

After Bai finished sighing, Black began to speak.

"The Hand, the Steel Fork, and the female killer—are the plot characters in your world, Erica. Hawkeye's decision is very correct. If he is dragged down by that woman and trapped under siege, he will probably not be able to defeat him with his strength. to the benefit.

Now he is in the light and you are in the dark. When those ninjas are sent out to search for traces of Hawkeye, it will be your chance to take action. "

(End of this chapter)