"What about Bruce Banner?" Meng Ao asked Natasha beside him.

"Gone." Natasha Romanruff replied by brushing her long hair that was falling.

"You think I'll believe it?" Meng Ao was dismissive of Natasha's answer, which was okay to deceive children. It's a pity that Meng Ao has passed the age of innocence.

That's what Fury told me. My focus has been on your side lately, working with you to search for and solve the Magneto problem. Natasha's face was sincere, both in her demeanor and tone, and in the subtle expressions of her face, which were as impeccable as the facts.

But no matter how perfect Natasha is and how sincere her tone is, it won't help anyone who knows her details. Whoever is faced with a woman who has undergone rigorous agent training since childhood, stands out among a group of people who have learned psychology, deception, martial arts and other skills since childhood, and is ruthless and beautiful, and is known as the Black Widow, I am afraid that they will be suspicious of what she says.

Meng Ao is also one of the people who knows Natasha's identity and style.

You never know when she'll tell the truth again, you won't know if she's telling a lie, and you won't even know if you should trust her at a critical moment!

Bruce Banner disappears?

A dangerous man who could transform into a destructive creature like Hulk at any moment, S.H.I.E.L.D. would never expect him to disappear under their watch. Because no one knows whether such a monster will appear in the core of a bustling metropolis in the next moment.

While Bruce Banner has been avoiding entering these places, things always have surprises, right?

"What about him?" Meng Ao glanced at the cylindrical cultivation tank in front of him.

"Product recovered by S.H.I.E.L.D." Natasha Romanoff said: "He seems to have been stained with Hulk's blood, and he has undergone a certain amount of mutation. ”

"What is this? Reward or compensation? Meng Ao looked at the alienated person in the culture tank with a bulging head and seemed to be filled with pus, and asked flatly.

"Actually, that's the gift." Natasha Romanov pointed in the direction of a certain place in the warehouse. There was a large shipping container parked there, with the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on it.

Walking to the container with Meng Ao, Natasha Romanoff waved off the black-clad agents on both sides, and inexplicably added a strange key to her right hand. In front of Meng Ao, Natasha stepped forward, found the key in her hand and inserted it into the keyhole on the container.

I saw that the LED light boxes at the four corners of the box flashed at the same time. The body of the container then leaked a sound like exhaust gas. Natasha brought her left eye closer to the keyhole, and a green light swept across hers. The lock clicked again.

Natasha put her hands on the handles of the container and pulled it away.

Meng Ao had seen this kind of box.

In other words, when Storm Enterprises sells products for loading and transportation, they use this kind of special box.

The thickness of a finger of steel plate is enough to protect against most thermal weapons, including grenades, at close range, and the sealing and pressure resistance can be thrown into the sea at a depth of thousands of meters without worrying about damage to the cargo inside. The positioning system that comes with the box body also saves a lot of trouble for subsequent salvage or recovery work after loss.

An organization with no technical strength. If you don't want to decipher this kind of container at all, you can only trigger the self-destruction system of the box belt, and destroy it along with the goods inside the box.

Even for S.H.I.E.L.D., which has deep pockets, such containers are only offered to partner companies such as Storm and Stark, and will be recycled the next time after the transaction. Even partners like Storm and Stark only use such boxes for important transactions. After all, the cost is too high.

Meng Ao couldn't help but feel a little curious about the contents of the box.

The slight clicking sound is constantly sounding, and one can sense that some kind of complex mechanism is going on inside the box. With Natasha-, Romanov pulled away to both sides. After a white cold air leaked out, a qiē inside appeared in the eyes of everyone outside the box without reservation.

The eye is greeted by rows of fiberglass frames that can be stacked on top of each other like egg trays, and bags of red blood bags are held inside.

"These are serums made from Bruce Banner blood. Fury thinks you should use it. Natasha's two toned thighs lifted high and stepped up the steps of the container. Pointing to the bags of blood piled together, roughly estimated to be no less than a thousand bags, he said.

"The unlucky guy out there is Samuel Stern, and he's just a head. When we retrieved him, he was also infected with Hulk's serum and strangely survived. Natasha shook her head in the direction of the incubator outside the box. The long shawl hair made a stunning arc in the air as she moved, and continued.

"I heard a message from Stark." Meng Ao looked at Natasha's seductive face: "It seems that General Thaddeus Rose is in some trouble. ”

"The trouble is solved." Natasha Romanoff replied.

"I don't care about this, I care about something else." Meng Ao waved his hand: "Lieutenant Colonel Bronsky." ”

"He's from S.H.I.E.L.D." Natasha Romanoff said, "But you can go and ask Fury for it." ”

"What do I want him to do, I'm only interested in his blood." Meng Ao said simply: "I only have this little collection habit left." ”

"I'll relay your request to Fury." Natasha nodded knowingly.

Natasha re-locked the container, relocked it in front of Meng Ao, and after handing over the key to Meng Ao, she threw a "goodbye" to Meng Ao with the black-clad agent who was transporting the goods with her, and left with her back swaying.

"Load it onto the transporter, and then it's time for us to leave." Meng Ao turned his head and said to William.

Storm's Old House.

Old Al looked at Meng Ao who was going home with a strange expression, and his expression was a little speechless.

"What's wrong, Al? What happened? Meng Ao looked at the butler Al and asked.

"There is a guest visiting the young master, a young lady you are very familiar with." Old Al replied in a serious manner.

"Who is it?" Meng Ao's tone was a little surprised. Although his social circle is large, there are few classes that are close to him, except for people like Ida around him. There are even fewer female characters. He couldn't think of the woman he knew about for a while.

"It's Miss Alexella Jones." Old Al reminded him respectfully. (To be continued......)