Remy smiled sweetly at them before throwing a handful of charged cards and rolling to avoid gun fire, bow staff unfurled before he made it to his feet, smashing one in the face and tripping another in a fluid movement. "You don' look like da police," he commented, "And Remy Lebeau don' surrender ta no one."
He took in the uniforms the men wore, eyes narrowing. HYDRA? HYDRA was trying to take him? The next blow he delivered was a good deal harsher, and now the staff was charged too. HYRDRA was the reason he didn't have a cousin anymore. He wasn't about to go down.