Evening.

New Chinatown.

Peggy Carter woke up feeling sick, with a splitting headache and a thirsty throat, like a fish starved of water.

She saw a glass of water on the table, grabbed it and drank it, and when she had finished it, she felt that she was no longer thirsty.

Smelling the thick turbid and pungent smell of wine in the room, Peggy Carter frowned, opened the window to ventilate, and the cool evening breeze blew, which made her feel a lot more comfortable.

There was no smell of alcohol, she suddenly smelled the smell of herself, it was sweat after drinking, sweat, no matter what time it was, it would not be very good, let alone after drinking, this time, she drank a lot.

Peggy Carter got up, moved his somewhat wooden body, walked out of the strange room, and then saw the bathroom next to it, and walked in. When I came out of the bathroom again, it was already dark.

Half the sky was setting, and a girl like her, wearing a white cotton bath towel, was lying on the railing and looking down.

Below, a car, barely silent, slowly drove out and left here.

Peggy Carter recognized the car, the same one she had been in at noon today.

The two cars were cool, and the furnishings inside were dazzling, cooler than anything she had ever known before, not even the future speedy car designed by Howard Stark.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the girl's hair hung down and was blown by the wind, plucking a heartstring.

I have to say that she is beautiful, beautiful, and has a unique charm, and even Peggy Carter can't help but be attracted to her, have a crush on her, and even in the afternoon, drunk by her, he doesn't get angry with her.

There is a kind of beauty that can kill both men and women, and both women and women like it. There is a charm that both men and women will have a good impression of such an attractive person.

Now Natalia is growing up, and she has begun to have this in her body.

"Natalia, why did he get out?" Peggy Carter walked over naturally.

In the afternoon, the fight for wine has increased the relationship between the two very well, even if the head has a headache, at this time, it still feels cordial.

I don't know why, but it feels very kind.

"I don't know, it seems like I went out so suddenly." Natalia was puzzled.

As they spoke, the car had disappeared, and there was no shadow to be seen.

Looking at such a delicate and beautiful girl, it still reminded Peggy Carter of the fight when they met yesterday, and they were crushed by the other party.

It's incredible that such a weak and beautiful girl should be so powerful!

Peggy Carter was a little incredulous, but her body that looked like it needed protection had a power that she couldn't match.

Peggy Carter couldn't help but ask, "How are you so good here?" ”

Natalia deliberately pretended to be stupid: "What? Drinking? ”

Peggy Carter gave her a blank look: "Fighting, I am not someone who can easily defeat, but I lost to you, strength, your strength is very great, one hand is stronger than my two hands." As he said this, he took Natalia's hand and looked at it.

Natalia looked at her too.

The person is beautiful, the figure is good, and the bath towel is propped up.

"The skin is very tender, it's really enviable, it's hard to believe, your strength is so great, it's very unscientific, how did you do it?" Peggy Carter sighed as she rubbed Natalia's arm as she spoke.

"Practice, exercise can do it!" Natalia said, unceremoniously reaching into Peggy Carter's bath towel.

Inside the bath towel, there is no underwear, and the probe can catch the white rabbit inside.

"It's big, it's soft, it's bouncy, huh? And the ditch, it's sexy. Natalia said.

Peggy Carter rolled her eyes at Natalia, but the other party was a girl, and she was asking questions again, and she didn't pay much attention, just a little weird.

"I know how to exercise, but practice? How to practice? Is it like those nuns? Or something else? ”

"Practice" is an unfamiliar word, just like when many Westerners heard the word "kung fu" in the beginning, it did not appear in English, and even if there was a similar one, it was not explained, and Peggy Carter did not understand it.

Natalia didn't understand it originally, but after studying with Shen Guang, she understood the meaning of this word.

"To put it simply, it is a kind of uninterrupted and systematic exercise every day." After thinking about it, Natalia said, although it is not quite right, but it is the closest explanation.

"It's still a workout,? I also exercised, you see, my hands. Peggy Carter said, and showed her hand to Natalia.

Her hands, some calluses, these are the things left over from her extensive workouts.

"Hee-hee, it's pretty rough." Natalia grabbed it and looked at it with a smile.

Peggy Carter: "......"

…………

Shen Guang felt that this day had passed well.

In the morning, he drove with a beautiful woman for a ride, and then experienced the sports in the car, which made him have a lot of memories.

At noon, I saw the struggle between two beautiful women, although one did not know that he was being calculated at first, but then fought for wine...... It was still an eye-opener for Shen Guang.

Compared with the morning, noon, and afternoon, it was calm, and Shen Guang, who was in a good mood, rarely dealt with the backlog of documents that had been backlogged for several days, and was busy until the evening.

Just as he was thinking about how to spend a wonderful night, Shen Guang noticed that someone was sending a provocative signal to him again.

The smell of familiarity, just outside of New Chinatown, and the smell of guys who have dealt with the Black Street.

Thinking of the skull that seemed to be crazy and irrational at the beginning, Shen Guang no longer hesitated, and immediately drove outside.

This is not the black street, but his own territory, such a place, Shen Guang does not want to be destroyed by a madman.

The car soon left the New Chinatown and came outside, and the open area outside was still very lively.

Although there is no security inside, no one dares to make trouble here because of the people in New Chinatown watching.

The car passed silently, in one direction, and in one corner, unexpectedly saw a man.

Shen Guang sensed it again and confirmed again that it was this person who was beckoning him.

"Ghost Rider? Or Ghost Rider? Shen Guang asked as he lowered the window.

"Whether it's Ghost Rider or Ghost Rider, call it whatever you want." The man said with a wry smile. Obviously very young, but full of vicissitudes and tiredness, and with a scruffy beard, it is very attractive to some girls who like such an uncle.

Sure enough, this guy didn't die!

Shen Guang was surprised, but he was not surprised, which made Ghost Knight curious.

"Coming here so late, I don't believe you're talking to me, tell me your purpose." Shen Guang went straight to the road with a single knife.

It was already dark, and there were still people waiting for him at home, and he didn't want to talk like this with such a strange man.

"Would you like to hear a story?" The man took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and handed one to Shen Guang.

"I don't smoke." Shen Guang refused, but took out a delicate cigar and lit it, "I like to listen to stories, I hope your stories don't stink too much, too long......"

Man: "......" slowly retracted the curly.

"Let's make a long story short......"