Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"It's so much fun now."

Clint was sitting in a pizza shop, and the boss disappeared. He slurred while chewing the pizza. Sam sat next to him, frowning at the TV and said: "I admire his courage, but these words

It's over, I'm afraid he won't end well."

The boss disappeared. They were uninvited guests, and Sam showed off to Clint the cooking skills he had honed while bored at home. His pizza was really good.

Clint shrugged. He grabbed the Diet Coke on the side and took a big gulp. He burped comfortably and without any image: "To be honest, Sam. I wouldn't be surprised if he committed suicide at home tomorrow.

"

"I bet on the day after tomorrow." Sam glanced at him and took out a hundred dollar bill from his pocket. Benjamin Franklin's face was printed on it, and he looked thoughtful.

Clint thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No."

"Are you scared?"

"The meaning of 'no' means that I want to add more money."

Clint chuckled and said, "We forgot about the director. He is a man. But those bastards don't care whether he is a good person or a tough guy. I will add two hundred dollars as a bargaining chip. I bet that he will be punished tomorrow."

to assassination."

Sam looked at him, then at the money, gritted his teeth, took out fifty, and said, "Okay, this is my last money."

"Are you that poor?" Clint asked in confusion.

Sam looked at him and pointed at his face: "Retired, no job. Why do you think I can be rich? Not everyone has a pension like you!"

"Ah, forget it. I don't make poor people's money, so it's boring." Clint waved his hand indifferently. He took out Sam's money and gave it back to him.

Sam didn't answer.

He stared: "What do you mean? Do you think I will definitely lose? Let me tell you, although I am poor, my luck is very good when it comes to betting..."

He kept talking about how lucky he was, such as how he went to Las Vegas with only five dollars and came back with three thousand dollars in one night. Clint talked to him insincerely while talking.

A handful of broken bills were thrown on the table as meal money. He grabbed the bow and arrow and walked out the door, saying to Sam: "It's not that I think you will lose...Sam, but you have already lost."

"What?"

Eagle Eye pointed at a black car that had just passed by outside the door. He said calmly: "They moved really fast."

Sam glanced at him, and the two ran out of the store. The wings on Sam's back spread out, and he took Hawkeye and flew into the sky. He asked: "How sure are you?"

"Eighty percent. I know their car."

"Make no mistake, Clint. How long have you been gone?"

"Are you questioning an agent's instincts?"

"No, I simply don't think you have this ability."

"Hmph." Hawkeye snorted coldly. He motioned to Sam to place him on the roof of a nearby building. From there, he could directly see the crowd gathered in front of the police station and Director Stacey who was answering reporters' questions. Hawkeye crouched

On the top of the building, he squinted and observed the surrounding environment. Sam flew into the sky again and began to provide him with reconnaissance.

"As much as I hate to admit it, you seem to be right, Clint." Sam's mixed voice came from the headset. Hawkeye frowned and asked, "What did you see?"

"There are four action teams coming here...hell, they didn't move when the disaster happened, but they were surprisingly fast when they caught their own people."

"I'm used to it." Hawkeye turned his head. He shot an arrow at an approaching SUV on the road like a prophet. The arrow flew out quietly in the dark night, flying from his bow to the driver's seat.

on the staff’s head.

"The first one is solved. Where are the others?"

"Look to your right, at the traffic light in the second block, there is a black SUV. There should be four people on it."

"It's a small matter." Hawkeye calmly bent his bow and arrow again. He had long been accustomed to killing. As long as he entered the state, nothing could disturb him.

"Not bad, old guy. Your archery skills haven't deteriorated." Sam, who saw his results, praised in the headset, and then said: "The other two must have realized something was wrong. They stopped the car. Let me take a look.

.. Damn it, they have sniper rifles, they found me!"

He spoke hurriedly into the headset, and Hawkeye heard the loud sound of gunfire and the sound of bullets streaking through the headset.

"That shot was very close to you."

"...It's very close. These bastards." Sam gritted his teeth and said nothing. The eagle's eye saw his wings glowing silver under the night, and he swooped down towards him.

The bastard who fired the gun jumped at him. He rose up in mid-air and protected his body with bullets. The bullets hit his wings and made a clanging sound, but none of them actually hit his body.

.

Hawkeye heard his roar in the headset: "Go and eat shit! You bastards!"

He was not interested in looking at their bodies. The power of Sam's two pulse pistols would leave a hole in the thick building, not to mention the human body. Even wearing a body armor would not help. After all, it is Stark Enterprises technology.

.

It was at this moment that the crowd gathered in front of the police station noticed something strange and the sound of gunshots. Unsurprisingly, Eagle Eye saw them running in all directions and the screams that echoed through the clouds. The experienced agent stood up straight and took out

The hook gun on his waist swung to the building opposite.

He plans to protect Director Hobson and Director Stacey after getting close. If these two people die here, New York might really become independent tomorrow. Then the fun will be great, even if he doesn't have much interest in the federal government now.

I don't want to see a war begin. All those who died at that time would be civilians.

He was running on the roof of the building, but there was a sound of breaking through the air in his ears.

Hawkeye's pupils shrank sharply, he rolled over, and the attacker landed lightly where he had just stood. He bent his bow and arrow and looked back, and saw two strangely dressed people standing facing him.

One wears a red and blue tights with spider web-like patterns as embellishments, big white goggles, and even a spider logo on the chest. The other's body curve looks like that of a woman, and she wears a hood, the same

White goggles and pink, white and black tights give her a special beauty.

But Hawkeye didn't care at all.

His arm didn't tremble at all, he loosened his fingers, shot out an arrow and immediately shot towards the spider web head wearing red and blue tights, but what he didn't expect was that the guy didn't move, as if he was predicting the future ahead of time.

He reached out his hand and grabbed his arrow.

"Who are you?" Hawkeye asked sharply.