Chapter five hundred and ninety-eight bad boy, bad woman
"There's something wrong with the magician's mind," Agent Natasha Romanoff said firmly.
"What happened?" Clint had an ominous premonition.
As an audience member, he looked around.
He had already heard some of Salomon's bad reputation, such as magical barbarian. Don't use too many words. He seemed to be worried that the magician Natasha spoke of would hear these bad words, and then wave a big wooden stick from him.
Clint jumped out of the corner and gave him and Natasha a hard fuck. He was amused by his own thoughts, but Clint quickly put aside his random thoughts and focused on what Natasha said.
This matter must be very private, otherwise Natasha would not confide in him alone.
He is the only one among the Avengers who knows the secrets of Natasha's past. Those dark, bloody and cruel pasts did not disappear when Natasha joined the Avengers. Countless brilliance cannot make up for her past. Natasha once
She has said that more than once in the quiet and dark midnight, she heard those past events slowly approaching with the sound of staggering footsteps and the stench of corruption, and the "squeaking" groans made on the smooth wooden floor of the red house, which made her
She woke up from her deep sleep, covered in cold sweat.
"He said he would give me a child!" She raised her voice involuntarily.
Clint raised his eyebrows, looking interested.
He knew what kind of sterilization surgery Natasha had undergone, which was enough to break down the psychological defenses of normal women, because he had visited the US-Mexico border concentration camp in the United States. If Salomon could use magic to solve this problem,
That wasn't necessarily a good thing, he was happy to see his friend realize his dream.
Agent Romanov wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers and returned to the look of an agent who hid many secrets.
Long-term training allowed her to quickly adjust her emotions, but as Salomon evaluated her in the past, she was a poor person with a broken mind, and she didn't know what her real emotions were. The reason why she was able to deceive her
The lie detector test was because she deceived her own mind first.
"He ran over happily," Natasha said calmly, "but then he took a blood sample and then left. I thought..."
After many years of getting along with each other, Clint found something suspicious. He had to tell some nonsense to appease his seemingly calm but actually manic friend, "He is only nineteen years old. If you are expecting that kind of thing, maybe there are some."
It’s too early.”
"My uterus and ovaries disappeared a long time ago. I thought he would use magic to make them grow back." Agent Romanoff's mood seemed to have completely stabilized. She said half-jokingly, "It doesn't matter if it hurts. He
He's a handsome young man, I've seen his figure, and I'm single, so I don't mind what happens."
"This is a bit overwhelming, Cortana." Hawkeye spread his hands and shrugged, and he also laughed. He knew that Natasha was also talking nonsense, but at least this meant that she had gotten out of her own emotions and was no longer there.
Indulging in those nightmares of the past.
"It's both," Hawkeye added.
"Clint~" Natasha laughed twice and took the cold beer from Hawkeye. The laughter seemed to come from the heart, rather than a forced laugh, but even Hawkeye couldn't go so deep.
Her mind judged the truth and falsehood. "This is not what I want." She said with a smile, "This agreement was made many years ago. I can't tell you the specific details, Clint, it involves a magical secret...
…Although he didn’t explicitly tell me that he could repair organs, his subtext was like this.”
"Even cloning can't rely on a bottle of blood sample. Why did he do this?"
"I don't know. When I thought about asking him, I found that he didn't appear anywhere except Oxford." Natasha shook her head and said slowly, "Including when he came to collect blood, that time
He is in class."
Hawkeye suddenly felt his scalp numb. "Xiao Na, is this a ghost story?"
"This is a magical story. Don't be like a little boy who is afraid of the monster under the bed, Clint." Agent Romanoff rolled his eyes. But from the eagle eye's perspective, his friend seemed even more angry, "The person who came to collect blood is
It was just an ice and snow statue he made for himself, specifically to perform simple tasks when he couldn't get away. He assured me that this was a necessary detection method, and then hung up the phone."
"Okay... this is a bad boy, right?" Even though he was married, Clint still couldn't figure out what the woman was thinking. He could only follow Natasha Romanoff's thoughts.
, he also patted his chest and promised that he would settle the score with that bad boy. This childish behavior finally made Natasha Romanov happy again.
"Thank you for listening to me, Clint."
"It's okay, we are friends. Are you really okay, Xiaona?"
"I will settle the score with him personally." Natasha Romanov said with a smile, "That adolescent boy will know why women are not easy to mess with."
Women are very difficult to mess with, this is a fact that Salomon knows firsthand.
He made this judgment when Natasha Romanoff bypassed the security and broke into the library and pulled him out of the ocean of knowledge. She was wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses that looked extremely untouchable, and no one could
He didn't know what kind of weapons were hidden under her clothes - he was sure there was at least a pistol, because the muzzle of the gun was staring at his waist. And the woman holding the gun was close to him, blocking other people's access.
Line of sight. "Tell me, kid." She lowered her voice, not attracting the attention of other people who were reading, "Why did you hang up on me?"
Salomon looked at her with disbelief.
"Are you crazy? Is that why?" He widened his eyes and tried to lower his voice to prevent others from hearing their conversation. The library was very quiet, and Salomon didn't even bring any spellcasting materials into the library.
It is impossible to cast a spell to block the transmission of sound. "Didn't I make it very clear on the phone? That is a necessary detection method!"
"I want to see your results!" Agent Romanoff's voice did not change, but her tone suddenly took on a bright and lively tone. A white-haired old professor passing by glanced at this place, and then expressed disdain.
She shook her head. Obviously, the spy's professionalism made her subconsciously pay attention to the surrounding situation and make reasonable preparations for her actions. "Assuming that the promise you made in the bathtub is effective, many years have passed now.
." She kept smiling, "I am getting older and older, and it is less and less suitable for me to be pregnant. I am in a hurry, Salomon."
"As I said, restoring internal organs is an extremely difficult technique that involves a lot of black magic..."
"As long as you can do it, I can't conceive your child."
"Ahem!"
"Shh!" The professor who was reading in front turned his head and angrily asked Salomon to lower his voice. Salomon stood up and bowed with embarrassment and apologized. He took the Bodleian Oath, which is the Bodleian Oath.
The Library's Reader's Code, this oath is to Oxford students what the Hippocratic Oath is to doctors. If he violates his promise, it will not be as simple as dropping out of school. Every professor will not be willing to do it again.
Teach him, because that is really embarrassing. When he sat down again, he found Natasha Romanov smiling, as if nothing had happened.
He glared fiercely, but he still couldn't change Natasha Romanoff's relaxed attitude.
"How about it, have you thought about it? Getting a beautiful woman pregnant is an irresistible temptation for male genes, and you are the same." She whispered in the mystic's ear with a slightly hoarse voice, "You only have one chance, bad guy.