Chapter 329

At this time, Ethan Hunter got up, couldn't get up, got down, couldn't get down.

He was ruthless, holding the rope with both hands, keeping his body parallel to the ground, and began to run horizontally along the 121st floor, running to the distance, then he jumped back like a pendulum, and saw his body draw out An arc, when it was about to approach the 119th floor, it suddenly let go, and the body used inertia to swing towards the 119th floor where the windows had been removed.

His calculation showed a little deviation. The body did not rush in as expected, but hit the middle of the 119th and 120th floors with a muffled 'bang', and then the body lost control, under the action of gravity , fell to the ground.

Bella was ready to save people, and saw an arm suddenly stick out from the 119th floor, grabbing Ethan Hunter's left leg at a lightning-fast speed.

The force of the fall was too great, and the owner of the arm was quickly taken out of the window. Fortunately, his companion grabbed his leg from behind, which prevented him from falling with Ethan Hunter.

"Grab my hand, hurry!" Half of the arm owner's body was already sticking out of the tall building, and he pulled Ethan Hunt back little by little.

"Hold on, hold on!..." The owner of the arm was sweating, blue veins bursting out on his forehead, and his eyes collided with Bella, who was watching the fun on the 95th floor.

There are 24 floors in the middle, which is actually quite a distance, but he can't help but his eyes are good, and Bella's eyes are even better.

Clint Barton wrinkled: ∑(O_O;)!

Bella: (￢_￢)?

Bella had a little doubt in her heart, who is this person? Why is it so complicated to look at my eyes? I offended him?

She had never seen this square-faced man with a wrinkled face, and she had no impression at all in her mind.

As everyone knows, Clint Barton is too familiar with her eyes! These eyes appeared in my sleep countless times. The first few months were full of nightmares. Now it's a little better, but it's definitely not a beautiful dream.

After he recruited Clint Barton, Hei Lian Dan did not let him directly enter the S.H.I.E.L.D., but arranged for him to go to the CIA to learn all kinds of agent knowledge, and then make new appointments as the situation dictates.

Clint Barton, who has been studying at the CIA for over a year, was just sent on a mission with Ethan Hunt two days ago.

His eyes were sharp, and the analytical ability of Eagle Vision allowed him to see that Ethan Hunt couldn't rush directly to the 119th floor, so he caught this partner ahead of time.

Originally, it was enough to pull people in a little bit, but he and Bella looked at each other, and through the medium of eyes, his memories that had been blocked were awakened again.

The praise he enjoyed in his childhood, the unforgettable mania in his body in his youth, and the calmness and composure of today.

You are not the same as before!

It is not the same, but he is still him, and his past experiences can still have some influence on him. This kind of influence is very small and subtle, and can be suppressed by strong psychological quality in normal times. He held Ethan Hunter's hand a little bit looser...

With a "whoosh", due to Clint Barton's absence, his fingers loosened, and Ethan Hunt fell to the ground again.

Bella is still watching the play attentively,

Suddenly, she realized that the protagonist of the incident had fallen in front of her eyes. She subconsciously reached out and grabbed Ethan Hunter's ankle directly.

After the shot, she was also a little confused, your behavior is very unfriendly to passers-by!

I now how to do? Throw this man back? Or throw it away?

Neither was suitable, she could only drag her legs, Gavin Banks helped drag her waist, and the two dragged Ethan Hunter back to their room.

Ethan Hunter had the courage, but he was thrown twice in a row at an altitude of 600 meters, and he was still frightened so that his face was pale, his face was covered in cold sweat, his breathing was absent, and he looked like a dead man.

"Ethan? Ethan!?" The companion in the headset kept calling him, which brought him back a little bit of energy.

He looked at Bella and then at Gavin Banks: "Well...that, thank you, we are practicing a, an airborne game, in fact, safety is guaranteed, it's just A game..."

He subconsciously concealed his identity as a special agent, showed a rather handsome smile, waved his hand and walked out.

Walking out the door, looking at the floor and the house number, his eyes instantly sharpened. From the 119th floor to the 95th floor, the gap between the 24th floor, he caught him with one hand? Drag him into the house with ease? Is this an ordinary resident?

There are too many questions, but I really can't care about this now. He still has his own tasks. He quickly ran to the 119th floor.

"Teacher, you are exposed." Gavin on the 95th floor was also talking to Bella about this.

Bella was wronged: "It was completely subconsciously reaching out, who knew that his companion would suddenly let go?"

Neither of them took Ethan Hunt seriously, and soon they talked about the fraternity's funding. Even if they had manpower, a large number of real estate, and various relationships, it would cost a lot of money to build a global hotel chain. The funds are still far beyond Bella's estimates, and the Brotherhood needs more money, a lot of money.

Bella felt that the treasure closest to her was the treasure lost by the Knights Templar, which was what Comrade 006 had been thinking about.

Bella knew what this old man was doing in the dark. He could 'see' a lot of things with just a single mind-reader. Most of the time, it wasn't a question of whether he could or not, but a question of whether he wanted to.

She is trying to use high moral standards for herself, but she will never let the people and things around her get out of control.

She didn't take it seriously before, but now it's different.

Is there a problem with the Brotherhood of Assassins going to steal the treasure of the Knights Templar? This is the right thing to do! Even if God descends to earth, nothing can be said!

There should be a lot of gold and silver treasures, but it is really troublesome to shoot.

If only you had cash.

If all those gold and silver treasures are turned into cash...

She is still thinking.

"Bang bang bang" gunshots suddenly sounded high up, and Bella, who was standing by the window, subconsciously looked over again.

After a few shots were fired, a blonde woman was kicked out of the 119th floor, screaming and falling to the ground.

What the hell! Another one fell off?

Bella's face is speechless, you are sick!

Saving one is saving, saving two is also saving, she stretched out her hand and pulled the blond woman back.

The blond woman's psychological quality was obviously inferior to that of Ethan Hunt, her eyes were white, and she fainted in mid-air.

Bella was a little annoyed. After saving a few more people, she felt that she would be exposed, but many times saving people was a subconscious choice.

She leaned on the window and looked up, and met Clint Barton's gaze again.

"Come on, come down and lead someone!" Her tone was like the chairman of the labor union handing out Mid-Autumn moon cakes to employees.

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