Natasha, on the other hand, didn't want to be diverted by Bank, but looked at him calmly and didn't answer Bank's question.

Banker shrugged, "Okay, I'll start by saying that my ability is - blood flame, which can incinerate most of the things that exist or don't exist in the world, such as your soul, dwarf...... Miss Agent. ”

Bank spread out his palm, and a cluster of flames like red crystals floated above his palm.

This is the Crimson Flame, or Blood Flame for short, which is a natural ability of the Bloodline.

Because this thing consumes extremely bloodline energy, and Bank's bloodline level is too low, the external temperature of the blood flame is not too high, only comparable to ordinary flames, but it has other uses, that is, to burn people's blood and souls.

Bank said, a red crystal scarlet flame that swirled around his arm several times.

Suddenly, Bank grabbed Natasha's arm violently, and the blood flame jumped on top of Natasha's arm in the blink of an eye.

Natasha was startled and jerked her hand, and Banker didn't hold on to her arm, but let her break free, but the Scarlet Flame was already burning on her arm.

It's all improvisation.

Because Bank's self-proclaimed and indeed noble blood clan ancestor was a monster, he felt that it would be too embarrassing to be "forced" to agree to the request of the person who was still holding a gun to his head just now.

Therefore, as a dignified ancestor of the blood clan, Lan Roester temporarily decided to let her understand what dignity and humility were before agreeing to the request of the future blood servant.

However, it turned out that a few chapters later when faced with the squads of special operators armed to the tongue, as well as several Apache gunships and Stryker armored vehicles.

Bank, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but complain about his arrogant bloodline, and he looked like a schizophrenic.

Natasha quickly pulled out a silenced pistol from her leather coat and fired three shots at Banker in quick succession, stretching the arm with the blood flame attached to it into a water-soaked formaldehyde solution soaked in taxidermy animals.

However, she found that the blood-colored flames, like maggots on tarsal bones, were completely unaffected and were still burning.

Fortunately, the widow sister pulled out her hand and pounced directly on Bank, who had been shot three times in a row but had not yet fallen to the ground, jumped into the air, crossed her legs, and twisted at Bank's neck.

But Bank did not resist, and let the widow sister have a volley scissor leg, clamped Bank's neck, and spun in the air for half a week before falling to the ground together.

The widow sister took Bank's hand, and when she landed, she formed a cross-lock smoothly, controlling one of Bank's hands in her own hands, and her thighs were tightly clamped between Bank's head, and the arm that was still burning with blood held a gun and pointed at Bank's head.

Peggy next to her was about to make a move, but was pointed at by Natasha with a pistol and forced to retreat into a corner, at least on the surface, but in fact, it was Bank who secretly gave her a look.

Look at that one to give this. The bastard owner who is caught under the crotch but doesn't fight back, Peggy's face is frosty, and her heart is full of resentment.

And the occurrence of this scene also made Colberrows, who boasted of being a saint in the love field, very disdainful.

This stupid master, such a weak creature, if he wanted, he would be knocked unconscious and dragged to the basement, stripped and bundled up, why should it be so troublesome, so Colberros "snorted" and stood up.

Colberrows stood up directly, which also alerted Natasha, because the dog showed great intelligence and loyalty when she entered the door.

Bank, who was ridden by Natasha's neck, was also a little moved, although he usually scolded and beat Colberrow, and he never let himself worry, but sure enough, at the critical moment, he could see the deep friendship and loyalty between the pet and the owner.

Just when Bank was thinking about whether he would buy refined dog food for Colberth a few times a month in the future, Colberrose snorted again under the gaze of the three people in the store, turned around and walked out without looking back.

Natasha reminded him of Queen Angela of Second Avenue, well, it's been a long time since I've been lucky to be that sass. Hoof, Colberth thought to himself.

As for Bank, Colberrow is just a fool of himself, flirting with his future concubine.

Colberrose left without looking back, leaving all three people in the store stunned.

But before Bank could complain, the widow sister came back to her senses in only half a second, turned the pistol back to angle, and hit Bank's head again, and said coldly, "Mr. Lanloster, if you don't want your head to bloom, I advise you to quickly withdraw your flames." ”

After a pause, Natasha seemed to remember something, and said, "Also, it's better not to use your ability in blood, otherwise I'm afraid my gun will go off again." ”

Again? Sister Widow, how many times have you walked through the fire before, and it scared Bank to thicken the blood energy around his head again.

"How do you know that my blood flame can burn your blood?" Banker asked.

"You said it yourself." The widow sister said coldly.

Seeing that the sleeves of her leather coat were about to burn out, although the flames did not seem to have a burning effect on her skin, Natasha didn't want to talk nonsense with Banker anymore, and continued, "I'll give you three seconds, Mr. Lanloster, take away your flames. ”

Myself said? When did I say that? How do you agents have brains? Is it really over 200 IQ, or is it the same as me, a hanger?

"Three"

"Two"

The cold voice of the widow sister came.

"Oak, Oak, there's something to say."

Bank's arm, which was controlled by Natasha, flipped his wrist and grabbed the widow's arm that was burned by the blood flame, and the blood flame gradually returned to Bank's arm under the call of the master, and gradually subsided.

"Well, Miss Agent, you should feel it too, I didn't mean to hurt you, I just burned your sleeve, and besides, you were the one who held the gun to the ...... first."

"Bang~"

Bank's head tilted, pushed aside by the powerful kinetic energy.

Banker turned his head back and said angrily, "I didn't say I was just joking......"

"Bang, bang, bang."

Three more shots, plus the earlier three shots, drained the widow from the pistol's bullets, and also drained Bank's confidence that he thought that everything was under control.

Seeing that Bank was shot four times in a row on the head, but he was only shocked by the kinetic energy of nearly 700 joules, and the widow sister was shocked.

Natasha knew that her previous assessment of Bank's ability was wrong, and such a powerful Inhuman was not something she could easily deal with.

Throwing away the empty pistol, Natasha quickly pulled a pistol from another holster at the base of her thigh.

The widow sister was about to make a move, but Bank didn't plan to spend any more time with her, and he directly relied on his strong strength to break free from Natasha's armbar and stand up.

A pistol that snatched Natasha and forcibly pinned her to the ground, the pistol was pressed against her head.

"Miss Natasha, you're ...... It's impersonal, but now, it's my turn to torture you. ”

Banker sneered and rode on top of Natasha.

"How do you know my name is Natasha?" Although the widow sister was pressed to the ground, she turned her head and asked, relying on her good physical flexibility.

"You may not have figured it out yet, Miss Natasha, if you still want to live, or walk out of this door standing up, answer my questions honestly."

Banker threw away the pistol, grabbed Natasha's hair, and pressed her head to the ground, damn, you let me eat the gun, then you eat the dust.