Chapter 7 In the Black Widow. Ran away in front of the woman
(Well, since the male protagonist can use the name directly, then the female owner-designate doesn't matter.) )
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"He is destined to be mine tonight, and can only be mine."
Hearing this, the red-haired beauty who had danced with Grant all night and had fully communicated with her words and body was not happy, and was about to snatch Grant back. But looking at Grant's face, the two of them knew each other. Losing such a man with taste, she can only consider herself unlucky.
In contrast, Grant's mood was much better. It's just that after that moment of excitement, embarrassment ensues. He looked at the beautiful woman dancing with him in his arms with an embarrassed expression, and didn't know what to say for a while.
To be honest, now this beauty is not only a little different in height, but any other condition is enough to blow up the previous one, even if she is better dressed. But Grant can talk and laugh in front of the one before, but he can't laugh in the face of the present.
Why is it this occasion, alas!
"What's the matter, you seem to be very uncomfortable." In his arms, a lazy and slightly hoarse voice sounded, and the corners of the beauty's mouth still had a very attractive smile, "Why don't I get you back the one just now?" β
I was molested!
Twisting and pinching is not Grant's style, and besides, the other party is already provocative, and it is really unreasonable not to do something, and maybe the other party will look down on him. So, his hand on the other party's waist was forced, and the other party was completely pulled closer to his arms. In this way, there is only a thin layer of clothing between the two.
It's more sticky than a veneer dance.
The beauty didn't expect Grant to suddenly become so aggressive, but she still smiled at him: "Are you so anxious? β
The dance continued. It's just that the two of them are too close, and the man reacts uncontrollably under the fight. Feeling the restlessness in his body, Grant reluctantly let go of his hand slightly, allowing a little distance between the two.
"I'm afraid you can't wait." Looking into the other person's eyes, he said, "How are you going to take me back?" β
Hearing him say this, the smile on the beauty's face darkened. By the time it blooms again, there's already something else in it.
"Do you have any good advice?"
"I don't know, what do you say?"
"How's it going physically? The chemical ones are not bad either. β
"What is physical and what is chemical?"
"Physical is a stick in your brain, and chemical is a medicine in your food. Which one do you choose? β
It seems that the two are dancing harmoniously, and there is still some hot contact from time to time because of the dancing posture, but the content of the speech is unexpected.
"I choose the third, biological."
After saying this with a smile, Grant suddenly leaned into the other party's ear, and his eager breathing made the beautiful woman's body feel the same. And Grant's next sentence makes this feeling even clearer: "Why don't we spend a good night together, and then you gently strangle me." How about this choice, Natasha? β
The name was uttered in a gentle voice, which made both of them tremble in their hearts. Then, the two looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere gradually became awkward.
Grant regretted dying. He knows quite well what kind of person the other party is, and he seems to be enthusiastic and unrestrained, but he never gives people the opportunity to take advantage of himself. This time he just wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect to blurt out that it would go so far. Although it was now considered hostile, he didn't want to leave a bad impression in the other party's heart. Not at all!
It's just that it seems to be too late to say anything. The other party stared at him expressionlessly, like a plate of liquid nitrogen splashed over, making him fall into an ice cellar. Even if there was any excitement and impulse, it all subsided in an instant.
Looking at Grant's aggrieved look, Natasha was silent on the surface, but she was actually smiling in her heart. She suddenly grabbed the other party's collar and dragged him towards a less crowded place.
After being dragged for a moment, Grant immediately came to his senses. The other party is a well-known black widow. O woman! Even if it's interesting to the other party, you can't put your life into it. So, while Natasha wasn't looking, he broke free all of a sudden, then turned around and ran, re-entering the dance floor full of people.
"Don't! I'm not ......."
Natasha, who reacted, shouted at Grant's back. But she was sure that the other party didn't listen to it at all, so she could only swallow back what she wanted to say: "Damn! β
Natasha understood Grant's departure very well, so her anger subsided after scolding.
But the anger is gone, and there is still resentment. Is she so untrustworthy! Can't you finish listening! The next time we meet, it's sure to make you look good!
After thinking about this for a moment, Natasha laughed again. She touched her earlobe, then her neckβthe two places where Grant's breath had been entangled, and which still had the touch that made her heart flutter. Shaking her head, shaking off the scenes of the two of them in her mind, she rushed onto the dance floor and chased the other man's escape route.
If you delay for so long, you shouldn't be thrown away, right?
After asking a lot of people and going around to a garbage dump in a place in town where not many people stay, Natasha remembered one thing: the other party had a car, and it was a special car. She laughed again at what Coulson had said about the bike she had given Grant, and then continued to look for clues. And at the same time, the one she longed to hit a thousand times and ten thousand times was already close to her destination.
Alcali Lake.
Originally, Grant planned to come over in the second half of the night, after all, that time period is usually the weakest time for people's will. But there is no way, the plan can't catch up with the changes, who let him be found by Natasha. What puzzled him was that Natasha didn't make the first move, but really danced with herself. And in the time that followed, he also left many flaws, but he still didn't start, what's going on? This is not the black widow he is familiar with. Women, or is she ...... to herself?
It seems that I am not the only one enjoying that dance, which is really good news.
Packing up his pleasure, Grant turned his attention to the lake in front of him. The dam of Lake Al Kali, to be exact. The industrial area of Lake Alcali above has been completely abandoned, and there is no point in exploring it. The key is that under the dam, the flood storage system itself, there is definitely something wrong inside.
The reason for this is that Grant saw the team that kidnapped two special humans disappear into the floodport.
In order not to startle the snakes, Grant did not follow up on the flood outlet when he was tracking the team before. If it's just the entrance to an underground passage, you're out of luck. But he only followed on a whim, and even if he lost it, it wouldn't be too much of a pity. And if he could find anything inside, it would be a good deal. Not only can you satisfy your curiosity, but you can also give the news to the pursuers of S.H.I.E.L.D., and sell some favors so that they will not be overly blamed by the Trident for not being able to complete the task of taking them back.
As for the rest of the gains, it depends on what is going on inside.
Provided, of course, that he can sneak in and get out safely.
The former can be a huge problem, and going directly through the spill is obviously the worst option, and can only be put last. Grant cautiously probed around the dam to see if there was another way.
As he expected, there would certainly not be a single population in this kind of secret base-like place. However, Grant thought that the exit would be far away, but he didn't expect it to be on the other side of the dam. Luckily, just as he was looking at the rather secret door and wondering how to get in, someone came.
A helicopter stopped on the platform in front of the rear door, and a man and a woman stepped down from it. The man looked to be in his fifties. Grant recognized that the other party was a general, who seemed to be named Stryker, who had fought in the Vietnam War. As for the woman in her thirties, he really didn't recognize her. It's just that the woman's behavior tells Grant that she is a ruthless character. Not to mention the extent of her combat power, Grant actually has a special feeling for her. It was the same feeling he had felt in the two kidnapped men before.
Oh my God! This time, Grant came up with a very likely possibility - this one, as well as the two before it, are superpowered humans!
S.H.I.E.L.D. has an internal inventory of people and objects with superpowers that have been confirmed. It's a short list, but the subjects on it are all protected and monitored by S.H.I.E.L.D. - the presence of these people and objects in the world of ordinary people is definitely a cause for panic. And now, Grant found out that there were other organizations studying this kind of people, and judging from the woman, at least it was beginning to bear fruit. What they want to do!
At the same time, Grant also discovered a new situation in himself - can he sense these people with superpowers?
Well, I already know so many things before I even enter that secret base, and the harvest is not ordinary. This also made him look forward to the next journey.
By this time, the Stryker General had already walked through the back door. The back door didn't open from the outside, and Stryker made a phone call and someone opened it for him from the inside. For Grant, this approach was clearly inappropriate. If he's still a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, it's much simpler, he can use a hundred items to clear his way, and it won't go unnoticed. Just now......
It's not impossible. When the door was opened, Grant hurriedly glanced inside, and roughly knew what was going on on the other side of the entrance. Now it's up to you to see that fluorescent blue energy in play.
(PS: It is mentioned more than once in the TV series "S.H.I.E.L.D.") THAT S.H.I.E.L.D. does not acknowledge the existence of telepathy. That said, there are no mutants in the Marvel Cinematic Universe β at least not the word "mutant." I won't complain about copyright here. The content about mutants that appears in this chapter only serves to indirectly advance the plot. It may also appear in the future, but at most it will only be a side line and will not affect the overall situation. )