Natasha had never been as nervous as she was today.
She was not trembling all over, but her heart, kneaded and wrung a thousand times over, had risen to her throat.
Five million was nothing.
But the value of this Essence Wine to S.H.I.E.L.D. might be far greater than five million!
Hydra had infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D. Although her operation was only reported to Director Fury, and only he knew about it, there was no guarantee that someone had not noticed.
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence network had always been damn impressive. A legendary agent like her would definitely be a priority target for Hydra's infiltrators. Her every move was under surveillance, and her life could be in danger at any moment.
No one could guarantee that her movements over the past few days had not been tracked, or that her investigation had not itself been investigated.
Better safe than sorry.
Natasha did not dare relax in the slightest.
Suddenly!
She sensed that something was wrong.
There was actually a traffic jam!
How was that possible?
She had chosen the best route in advance and kept her satellite navigation on the whole time.
This was bad. Danger!
Natasha instinctively dodged.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Several gunshots rang out in succession, followed by piercing, shrill cracks.
The bulletproof glass had been penetrated!
A spray of blood burst out and splattered across the bulletproof glass, a brilliant crimson.
"Snipers, at least two!"
Natasha did not even need to look to know that snipers had to be hidden in high-floor rooms or even on the rooftops of the buildings on both sides. The difference in height where the bullets had pierced the two panes of glass made that clear.
She had to abandon the car!
The cramped space gave her no way to escape the snipers' gaze. The bulletproof