But how could Pierce, who was old and weak and had been living a comfortable life, compete with the strong female agent in terms of speed?
He had just bent down when a high heel stepped on the gun.
With a white calf right in front of him, the Minister slowly straightened up with a helpless expression. "Agent Romanov, you really are impressive."
Natasha picked up the gun on the ground and walked back to her desk. "Thank you, but do you have anything else to say now?"
Although she was walking, she was paying attention to everything about Pierce, including his facial expression, eyes, and body language.
Her observations weren't good.
As a top-notch special agent, and a special agent who specialized in spying, she had a much better understanding of the big shots than the average special agent.
Pierce definitely didn't look like he was desperate at the moment.
He might be able to pretend to be calm, but that wasn't likely. The most reasonable answer was that he had a trump card.
Natasha didn't think that a cunning man like Pears would only prepare a team member and a brooch.
That was a very common trump card.
In fact, she hadn't underestimated Pierce, but she had also slightly overestimated him.
Pierce hadn't expected that his men would fail to take control of the command room, and that the super thug would be locked in a fierce battle with Steve.
That mistake didn't affect the accuracy of Natasha's judgment.
More than twenty members of the operation team were rushing over. That was just the simplest and most direct trump card.
But now, Pierce had to use another trump card to prevent Natasha from shooting him in the next moment.
He sneered. "Oh? It seems that the chest is useless against you, but … "
Glancing at the three directors on the ground, he said unhurriedly, "It won't be hard to kill them."
Natasha smiled brightly. She didn't doubt that at all.
The three directors had probably been temporarily knocked out by the strong electric current from the brooch.
Given Hydra's personality, the brooch definitely wouldn't be so easy.
In addition to subduing them, it had to have an instant kill function.
But Natasha didn't care. "You killed them. It has nothing to do with me."
In the current situation, she wouldn't kill Pierce at most, but she could easily put a few bullet holes in his legs.
If the three directors survived and saw Pierce unscathed, they would probably hate her.
If they were dead, she wouldn't have to worry about them complaining.
At the very least, she had saved Director Holly, which could be considered as leaving the only seedling of the World Security Council.
Thinking quickly, Natasha walked to the desk and put the gun next to her hand. Then, she turned on the holographic screen and began to operate.
Pierce's attention involuntarily fell on the screen.
Seeing her operation, he had a strange expression on his face. "Are you sure you want to upload the internal files of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Natasha stared at him out of the corner of her eyes and said calmly, "Can't I?"
Pierce: "If you do this, the world will know about S.H.I.E.L.D.'s illegal activities will be completely destroyed."
A sneer appeared on Natasha's mouth: "S.H.I.E.L.D. is just a tool for you Hydra. Now, let the Hydra be buried with it. "
Pierce's face darkened.
In fact, he didn't really care about the public information.
It didn't matter if SHIELD's Hydra was exposed or not if Project Insight was successful.
And if the plan fails, even if he escapes, he will have to change his face for the rest of his life. Whether S.H.I.E.L.D. collapses or not has little effect on him.
What made him uneasy was Natasha's attitude.
Natasha was an agent who was good at reading people's expressions, and Pierce was an old fox who had been through a lot.
She looked as if she had everything under control, just as Natasha sensed that he still had cards up his sleeves.
But he was Pierce, one of the leaders of Hydra, a director of the World Security Council, and the former director and acting director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
No matter how good Natasha was, she was just a field agent.
As long as she didn't kill him as soon as she appeared, she wouldn't have the confidence to compete with him in cards.
Nick Fury! The thought flashed through Pierce's mind, and his expression darkened.
No one knew better than him how difficult Nick Fury was to deal with.
This was a monster that made Pierce regret handing over the director position.
A moment later, Pierce's expression became even more unsightly.
The operation team that came to rescue him didn't show up, nor did they respond to his orders.
He had lost the first card.
The three directors, on the other hand, were a life-saving deterrent that couldn't be played casually.
Pierce had to play first again, or the police would come to stop the gambling.
He cursed inwardly. If Hydra hadn't lost a lot of manpower in S.H.I.E.L.D. recently, his own people wouldn't have been stretched thin.
In terms of combat power, not only had the elite operation team lost more than fifty people, but even Rumlow, the captain, had died last night.
Fortunately, he had more than one card up his sleeve.
Activating the emergency rescue order, he noticed that Natasha was actually trying to open the top-secret file, and couldn't help but say, "You can't open it. It requires two Level-A authorizations."
There were only two people at headquarters who had the so-called Level-A authorizations: the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the American director of the Security Council.
A few days ago, they were still Nick Fury and Pierce.
Now that Nick Fury was dead, the authorizations were naturally revoked, and Pierce was the only one left.
Unless the board appointed a new director, the files could only be locked in the database.
Natasha just glanced at him casually. "You don't have much time left."
As she spoke, she said, "Didn't you say you could help? Come in now. "
Pierce subconsciously looked around. Natasha's words were obviously not directed at him.
Soon, a person wearing the combat uniform of the Action Team walked in. He even had a black hood covering his face.
It was a level-two clone.
There was a level-one clone in the command room, and the level-two clone naturally had to observe Pierce.
This was basic respect for a Hydra magnate, and had nothing to do with experience and credit points.
Why was Natasha so calm?
Because this guy named "John Doe" was the big shot intermediary, Tony's strongest trump card as a guarantor.
All she needed to do was exchange for something of equal value.
She could pay the price later, but she was confident now.
She had asked John Doe before she started to decrypt the files.
Luke wasn't in a hurry to observe Pierce. Instead, he took out a small box and gave it to Natasha. "You use this."
He stood two meters away from her, and the two of them happened to be facing the two decryption windows on the virtual screen.
Natasha opened the box and found an eyeball that had been preserved cold. She put it in the decryption window.
"Level-A authorization detected, Nicholas J. Fury."
Both Natasha and Pierce looked at Luke in horror. Had this guy turned the one-eyed dragon into an eyeless dragon?
Luke, however, calmly looked at the decryption window with his right eye.
"Level-A authorization detected, Alexander G. Pierce. Level-A authorization confirmed. Encryption unlocked. Confidentiality agreement canceled. "
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