Chapter 8: We at S.H.I.E.L.D. need talent like you

Little did Steve know that S.H.I.E.L.D. had noticed his specialty.

The talent of picking trees and floors......

And they also sent the fifth person of S.H.I.E.L.D., Agent Natasha, to take the initiative to recruit him.

At this time, Steve had already found the room he was looking for.

An unmonitored prison guard's lounge.

With the remaining buttons, Steve is completely free to come and go in this high-tech prison, and the so-called iron door that requires pupils or fingerprints, or special electronic cards to open, for Steve, can put down a wooden button.

With a single touch, it doesn't matter how powerful your technology level is.

Under the black technology of the Minecraft button, I can only look at it and sigh.

After finding a clean and close-fitting police uniform in the lounge, Steve walked openly in the corridor of the Black Gate Prison, which had already moved.

The entire prison was already ringing alarm bells at this moment, and no one cared about Steve, who was wearing a police uniform.

The twenty-odd prisoners who had been released when Steve had left suddenly found themselves free, and they all moved.

However, there were still a very small number of sane prisoners, the few two or three prisoners whose doors were opened by Steve, who remained unmoved and quietly stayed in their own luxurious private rooms.

And the others have become agitated, and all kinds of prison escape methods that once came to their minds are being carried out by them one by one.

Several prisoners even worked together to snatch a prison guard's ID card, freeing an entire floor of prisoners.

But none of these things have anything to do with Steve anymore.

He now wears a well-fitting police uniform in the Black Gate Prison, and he is free to enter and exit the various key cards in the Black Gate Prison.

There's no need to do those rough jailbreaks, just gracefully drop the button and press it, and then walk away with a mature and steady step.

There are no road signs in the Black Gate Prison, but fortunately Steve has a good memory, and he groped his way out little by little, following the path he had written down when he was caught.

As for why not bring those prisoners with you, there are also long-time friends who robbed the bank with Steve's predecessor.

Thinking of his friend, this sentence popped into Steve's head.

"Don't think about it, go to sleep...... There are beautiful prison guards patrolling here three times a day...... Eat and live ......"

Thinking of those words that regarded freedom as nothing, Steve had confirmed that his best friend had found true love, "Forget it, I still don't bother him, this kind of life should be the life he yearns for in his heart......"

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Outside the Black Gate Prison, at the gate.

The stocky, balding middle-aged warden was happily chatting with Natasha, the beautiful secret agent.

A pale-faced female prison guard hurried to the warden, who was chatting with Natasha, and whispered to their warden, "Warden, the prisoner named Steve has rioted on the floor, and almost all the prisoners have escaped. ”

They could never have imagined that the Blackgate Prison, which has the strictest management and the most advanced equipment of all the prisons in the United States, would also have prisoners escaping.

Some of the veteran staff who have been in the prison for more than 20 years don't know what they should do for a while, let alone the ordinary new prison guards.

Because...... There has never been a prison escape at Black Gate Prison, they have no experience in dealing with this kind of thing, and everyone is simply dozing off and fooling around during the usual drills.

The prison warden, who was thinking about whether he could invite Natasha to dinner with him, suddenly heard the urgent report from his subordinates in his ear, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar at minus 30 degrees.

A spirit, trembling all over.

What came to mind just now was having dinner with Natasha and enjoying a candlelit night together, and those beautiful pictures were shattered.

There were only four big words in his head.

Prison riot!

For a promising prison warden, these four words are like a deadly reaper, and if he is not careful, he can fall from his current position to the bottom and be crushed!

Moreover, this riot still appeared in the Black Gate Prison, which had not had a riot for a hundred years!

After the prison warden came back to his senses, he glanced at Natasha, who was still smiling, neither distant nor close to her expression.

"Agent Natasha, wait a minute, I'll send you the person you want in a moment."

He didn't have any thoughts of flirting with the pretty female agent right now, all he wanted now was to quell the riot in the prison as soon as possible, and then get the federal government's leniency.

The expression on Natasha's face didn't even change, and she replied with a smile, "Okay, we're fine." ”

Natasha also heard the words of the female prison guard just now, as a female agent who came out of the red house, her physical fitness was by no means comparable to ordinary people.

Is it possible to whisper so that others cannot hear?

The world's top agents have a way of doing what anyone can imagine!

Watching the door of the Black Gate Prison slowly fall, Natasha's smart eyes narrowed slightly.

The sixth sense of the woman in her heart told her that the culprit of the first prisoner riot in the Black Gate Prison since its construction should be that Steve.

After all, he has the magical ability to make objects disappear, and he is rated as a superpower of spatial ability by the director.

Just when Natasha was curious, the door of the Black Gate Prison, which had just been closed, was opened again within two minutes.

A man dressed in the uniform of an ordinary prison guard stepped out from behind the heavy prison gates, his short blond hair shining in the light.

Steve, who had just come out of prison, didn't expect to encounter a neat line of jeep convoys as soon as he opened the prison gate.

Rows of big men in black suits stood neatly in front of the jeep.

"Is there a gangster out of jail tonight?"

Steve, who was looking at the scene in front of him, didn't think much about it, turned around and walked towards the speedboat dock opposite the gate of the Black Gate Prison.

As for the woman in the short red skirt in front of the big man in the black suit, Steve was not interested at the moment.

If it's a normal day, Steve is also interested in watching the gangster get out of prison, and maybe even see the firecrackers in front of a prison door.

But now, what he's doing is jailbreaking!

If you hesitate, you will lose, and if you hesitate, you will give in vain!

But Steve didn't notice that the woman he had ignored was quietly following him.

The pier of the Black Gate Prison is not very large, and even the pier does not even have staff.

Looking at the dock with dozens of speedboats moored in front of him, and even more than a dozen luxury yachts inside, Steve couldn't help but sigh.

"It's true that the U.S. federal government has been ranked as the best prison in 40 years, and the boats in it are worth a lot of money."

"Yes, Black Gate Prison is the largest prison invested by the U.S. government, and the ships here are worth at least five or six billion dollars." Natasha heard Steve's words behind Steve and followed.

Hearing the voice behind him, Steve turned unnaturally around.

Smart short hair, short red skirt, smiling expression.

Black Widow Natasha? How did she end up here?

Isn't S.H.I.E.L.D. in Washington?

It was too far away and the night was too dark for Steve to recognize Natasha, but now the two faced each other.

Steve recognized at a glance that the woman who answered his words just now was one of the original Avengers in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, Black Widow, Natasha!

Natasha looked at Steve's tense body, smiled and took the initiative to reach out to Steve to shake Steve's hand, "Don't be nervous, I'm Natasha, an agent of the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, and we need a talent with special abilities like you." ”