"Tell me, how did you find out about my existence? Just because those thugs are missing, you were sent to investigate me? But as far as I know, S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't seem to be that idle. ”

Bank sat on the widow's ass, grabbed her arm with the burned sleeve with one hand, grabbed the widow's hair with the other, and rubbed her face on the ground.

In fact, Bank didn't want to face S.H.I.E.L.D. at this time.

After all, he was ready to be monitored, but who asked the widow sister to feed peanuts directly to his head, and the powerful kinetic energy directly shocked Bank.

Although there is blood energy guarding Bank's head, it is like wearing a reinforced carbon fiber helmet and being opened by a strong man with a sledgehammer, which directly shocks Bank's head white and dizzy.

After all, it was the first time he was shot, and Bank even felt that if he had another shuttle, he would definitely be able to go to Mephisto to talk about life, so Bank was also very annoyed.

Lao Tzu didn't throw you out for the sake of you being a widowed sister, and you still invited Lao Tzu to eat guns, S.H.I.E.L.D., isn't it, it's great, isn't it, Banker thought as he used Natasha's face as a mop and rubbed it on the ground.

Although the widow's face was squeezed and deformed by the ground, she still said calmly, "It's not us, it's me, I was originally here to perform a 'resort-level' mission, but who made your store so 'conspicuous'?" Mr. Lanloster, I didn't expect a resort-level mission with such a powerful ability as you. ”

Conspicuous? Bank's heart says you're blind.

"Conspicuous? Miss Natasha, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I don't want to accept your ridicule and belittlement anymore, and I'm very willing to reward you with a gun. ”

His own small shop is the most dilapidated on this street...... Plain, how could Bank not know?

Banker let go of Natasha's arm and sat cross-legged on the widow's back, Natasha didn't take any more self-conscious action at Bank, if the front was just enough, then take a roundabout strategy, she could also see that Banker was actually interested in her body.

So Natasha put her own naked. The exposed arm, resting on Bank's lap, with the good flexibility of his body, turned his head to Bank and smiled charmingly, "But it is precisely because of this that it is the most conspicuous, Mr. Lanloster, you are one of the few shopkeepers I have ever seen who does not want to do business." ”

What kind of logic is this? It's like reading a novel, how do you agents have their brains?

Where do you not want to do business! Is it because the owner doesn't want to do business because of bad popularity?

How can you understand the world of the poor! You don't know which century it is when Lao Tzu wants to eat, anyway, it's not frozen fast food produced in this century!

Also, by putting my arm on my lap, will I be able to dispel my anger? Am I so easily tempted? I, Banclan Lost, am I the one who was so easily captured by beauty? Why do you have to be naked, and you have to be honest with each other.

Bank's lips curled and he continued to ask, "Miss Natasha, since I am regarded by you as an Inhuman, do you know about the existence of mutants?" ”

As soon as she heard this, Natasha kept weighing in her heart, isn't this Lanloster not an alien, but a mutant? However, after carefully recalling some details, this idea was directly denied by her.

"Mr. Lanloster, as far as I know, mutants belong to two completely different factions from Inhumans, although the number is as small as Inhumans, but mutants are basically registered, regulated, and very low-key, so they are not as uncontrollable as Inhumans, and they rarely make any big news."

This is not a secret, as a powerful alien, Bank will know sooner or later, and the widow sister will be "tortured" without any psychological burden.

Low profile? How come the mutants I know don't have a fuel-efficient lamp?

However, judging from the information learned from the widow's mouth, it seems that she has traveled to the movie world within the Marvel copyright.

Now the crossing is still divided into copyrights? Bank couldn't help but secretly mourn for Fox for two minutes...... Second.

While Banker was pondering, Natasha turned around under Bank's buttocks, from lying on the ground to lying flat under Bank's crotch, she supported one hand on the ground, and under Bank's scrutinizing gaze, she slowly sat up, her head slowly approached Bank, and when her lips were about to approach Bank, she stopped, sprayed hot air into Bank's face, and said:

"So, Mr. Lanloster, will you let me go? If there's anything else you want to know, we can go to the basement alone and talk slowly. ”

This is the truth, in the face of a powerful ability like Bank, Natasha has no choice to continue to resist.

After all, even guns can't cause substantial damage to Bank, and as a super agent, Natasha has long abandoned the so-called shame and shame, and her body is just a tool that she can borrow, and even the widow sister is not the first time to do this (this is theoretical, don't hit the author).

In order to assassinate some of the bigwigs who met with him, they had to go through several body searches, and after the meeting, they hid behind bulletproof glass and surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards, and "frank meeting" with him was the most direct and effective assassination method.

Even after killing the target person silently, you can sit down and smoke a cigarette and slowly think about how to get out.

After all, those bigwigs who roll their own sheets and have to put a few cameras in the bedroom to broadcast live to others are a few, at least Natasha has not encountered them so far.

Banker poked her head forward and sniffed at Natasha's neck, and the widow looked up very cooperatively and pressed her neck to Bank's lips.

But Natasha didn't know that she was going to die a big death, as a blood clan who could only afford to eat for a few years, Banker looked at the widow's smooth neck, and his heart fell into a big entanglement.

Bite down? Can't bite.

Bite down? Can't bite.

Bank is torn between growing and slowly shrinking.

"Suck and slip."

In the end, Banker just chose to get over it. If Lao Tzu recovers to the power of the Marquis of the Blood Clan now, as a B-class creature, he will not scare you.

Suppressing the bloodthirsty urge to suck the widow sister dry, Banker pushed Natasha away and said, "No, if I just let you go, as the noblest race in the world, where will I put my face." ”

"If Mr. Lanroster changes his mind and wants to come to my house to exorcise me in the future, I am more than welcome at any time or in one way or another, well, I mean 'my house' sells, not the location of our organization."

Natasha's charming hands rested upside down on the floor.

On the banks of Bank Avenue...... Ahem, it was desireless, very disdainful, Natasha continued, "By the way, didn't I just say, something happened in my family that is incomprehensible, and Mr. Lanroster also said that if I come to spend a thousand dollars every month, you will ......"

Seeing that Bank's eyes were wrong, Natasha changed her words, "You must know that after encountering some supernatural events, as a weak woman, my properties in New York need some religious items to settle down and suppress evil spirits, or please ask a master like you to drive away those unclean things, maybe we can cooperate for a long time, I know that a character like you, the appearance fee is definitely not low, but don't worry......"

Under Bank's increasingly strange and even annoyed eyes, Natasha stopped talking and looked at Bank suspiciously.

"You...... What did you say? Bank, shaking his hands, pointed angrily at Natasha and said.

"I said we might be able to work together for a long time......"

"Not that!"

Bank interrupted Natasha's words with a wave of his hand.

"I said my properties in New York, maybe ......"

"Ah~ all evil capitalism, I want you to know the proletarian dictatorship. Politics is the great cosmic trend of all systems of the Milky Way Fairy System Centaur System M78 Galaxy in all time periods! ”

Bank was filled with indignation.

"Say! Evil landlord class defender, in addition to owning a few properties in New York, in which city do you have the dirty, evil, hoarding of real estate that exploits the working people with the ugly face of capitalism! ”

Banker grabbed Natasha's neck and pinned her to the ground, looking righteous and unrestrained, as if he had become a proletarian defender.

PS. Mutants' abilities come from the X gene they are born with. The ability of the Inhuman comes from the Inhuman genes that are carried by the Inhumans, and are the result of experiments conducted on humans by the ancient alien race of the Kree.