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-"You know what it means

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"You know what it means."
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Alina, Wade, Natasha and Yelena ran down the street, on their way to find the blondes motorbike. As they ran, Natasha yelled, "Which one's yours?"

"Black. Brown seat." Yelena replied but Alina stopped at the one beside Yelena's. "Where are my keys?"

Natasha threw them in the air and caught them cockily as she sat down on Yelena's motorbike, the youngest mumbling, "Сука," at her. Alina was busy forcing the motorbike beside hers to started up which she did and Wade hopped on behind her.

A car suddenly flew down the road past the gap of buildings they were in. Natasha turned to Yelena quickly, "Any day now!"

Once Wade had wrapped his arms around Alina's waist, she sped off down the alley way, Natasha doing the same as a tank followed them quickly, running over vetting in the alley way. A van was driving in the street ahead of them and Alina skidded to the side, down a path that couldn't fit the tank.

Instead of finding a better way, the tank just crashed through the van and continued on. As the group of four drove down a road, a third motorbike joined them, chasing them both with a Black Widow driving it. Alina swerved between some cars and Natasha copied her movements as the Widow behind them just drove over the bonnet of a parked one, flying over two and back onto the road acc ter cracking the rear-view window of the last.

"They multiply!" Wade yelled as Alina drove over a tram line, Natasha and Yelena's tired being shot at.

Alina crashed into the small wall that separated the higher roads and they rolled onto the road under them, the other two Widow's doing the same. A man got out of his car which Natasha and Yelena had rolled over the bonnet of.

"Jól vagy?" The man asked in Hungarian. (Are you okay?)

Yelena aimed her gun at him as they all got up and he walked away from his car, letting them have it, "Fantasztikus." (Fantastic)

"You can't just steal a guy's car." Natasha scolded as Yelena scooted into the passenger seat and Wade and Alina got into the back seat.

"You want me to chase him down and un-steal it?" Yelena retorted.

"You're not gonna say anything?" Natasha asked Alina as she got into the passenger side.

"I told you my new job, didn't I?" Alina raised an eyebrow. "Now, drive before we die!"

Natasha started the car up but backed into the one behind them and Yelena grumbled, "Okay. Any day now, please."

"Shut up." Natasha exclaimed.

The window to the back door was suddenly shot out and Alina shoved Wade down, ducking herself as Natasha finally dove off, the Widow chasing them still. The Widow then shot at the back window so the couple stayed ducked down, their heads out of the way.

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