Without even thinking,
Natasha dodged by bending backward.
She has great faith in her intuition.
Because in many critical moments,
She saved her life through this inexplicable intuition.
Then, Natasha, lying on her back,
He saw the sandbag he had just hit being easily pierced by a bullet!
You know, as a well-known special agent,
The sandbags Natasha uses for training are different from ordinary sandbags.
It's not just sand inside.
It also contains Iron Sand filings and trace amounts of adhesive.
Such sandbags, as long as the outer bag is tough enough,
It's very difficult to break!
It's even powerful enough to withstand gunfire.
However, even with such sandbags,
But it was pierced straight through!
It's as simple as cutting butter with a red-hot knife.
Looking closely,
Natasha saw it.
What pierced the sandbag was an arrow enveloped in blue flames.
Swish!
Passing Natasha,
The arrows continued their trajectory.
It continued flying.
Final,
After piercing three or four solid iron barbells, each five or six centimeters thick,
The blue flame was exhausted.
The arrow was stuck in the wall of the training ground.
Its tail tip trembled slightly.
He stared at the arrow, slightly stunned.
Because of the shape of the arrow,
Natasha was very familiar with it.
Only one person in the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.. uses a bow and arrow as a weapon.
That was her friend Barton.
And the shape of the arrow,
It was exactly what Natasha saw at Barton's training ground a couple of days ago.
Therefore,
Barton wanted to kill me?
If Natasha hadn't dodged...
Based on the location where the arrow pierced the sandbag,
She will be 100% pierced through the head by an arrow.
"Whoosh~ whoosh~ whoosh~!"
Natasha was breathing heavily.
She was really angry!!
At the S.H.I.E.L.D.. base,
I almost died?
If this were told to others, who would believe it?
"Hawkeye!!"
While shouting,
Natasha walked around the sandbags with a cold, sharp look in her eyes.
Arriving at the hole in the wall that was initially breached,
He peeked out slightly to take a look.
Several meters thick walls,
At this moment, a regular diamond-shaped hole appeared.
Through this hole,
Natasha saw Minato Namikaze looking in her direction as well.
Ah~!
The coldness and ferocity vanished instantly.
Natasha suddenly seemed to be acting like a little girl in the throes of first love.
Minato Namikaze, over there, saw the menacing Natasha.
I guessed what might have just happened.
He could only offer Natasha an apologetic smile.
Then he and Hawkeye rushed over to the training room.
What's Minato Namikaze doing here?
Natasha took a half step back and muttered to herself.
Then she quickly raised her hand to tidy her hair.
And they patted off non-existent dust from their bodies.
"By the way, he's Barton's mentor,"
"Is he here to give Barton pointers?"
"That arrow just now definitely wasn't shot by Barton!"
Even if Barton had mastered Chakra, he wouldn't have reached that level.
"So, that arrow was shot by Minato Namikaze."
"It's very likely that he was demonstrating some skill to Barton."
"But you used too much force, which is why you almost hurt me?"
Natasha figured out the truth.
Thinking of this,
She suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
I think this is a great opportunity!
A great opportunity to strengthen my relationship with Minato Namikaze!
Chakra training is hopeless.
But if I could talk to Minato Namikaze more...
That's great too...
At this time,
The door to Natasha's training room was opened.
Hawkeye and Minato Namikaze walked in together.
Natasha immediately greeted them with a smile.
Minato Namikaze, you've arrived!
Hawkeye couldn't help but shiver.
My best friend has always been a tomboy.
This situation carries a hint of coquetry.
This was the first time he had ever seen it.
Involuntarily,
Hawkeye sighed.
It seems Natasha hasn't truly given up after all!
However, my master already has a wife...
"Natasha, are you alright?"
Minato Namikaze didn't seem to notice anything unusual about Natasha.
He looked Natasha up and down.
No injuries were reported.
"It's nothing, it's nothing."
Natasha quickly waved her hand, her anger subsiding.
Minato Namikaze gently shook his head.
That shout just now didn't sound like anything was wrong.
So he walked over to the sandbag to take a look.