Chapter 27 What Is True And What Is False

At night, in a castle.

Locke was gently swaying the wine in the glass, as if waiting for something.

"Bang bang bang..." A slow knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in~"

The door was opened, and a concave and convex figure appeared at the door, leaning on the door frame, showing off the fiery curves that made people imagine.

"Send those two guys back?"

"Definitely."

"Does Braised Eggman want you to lurk in Tony Stark next?"

Natasha Romanoff looked slightly confused: "Locke, you seem to know a lot of things?"

"I had a feeling before that you are obviously not a member of S.H.I.E.L.D., but you know S.H.I.E.L.D better than many senior agents."

Locke sat up and looked at the charming Black Widow in front of him with a half-smile.

"Are you sure you want to ask me a question like this?"

Upon hearing this, Natasha Romanoff smiled seductively, walked up to Locke with a seductive catwalk, and sat directly on Locke's body.

He unceremoniously snatched the wine from Locke's hand, bowed his head and kissed Locke.

Locke's hands were not wasted and rested on his waist.

After a while, Natasha Romanoff raised her head: "Now, can you answer my question? My dear."

Locke lifted the other person's chin with one finger: "That's natural, you are still so charming."

Feeling Locke's gradually increasing strength and his gradually heated breath, Natasha Romanoff's smile became more and more charming.

"My dear, it's not the way of a gentleman to be in such a hurry. Answer my question first."

"If you stand at different heights, you will naturally see different things."

"Natasha Romanoff, I have nothing against that braised egghead. On the contrary, as the king of agents, in my opinion he is qualified. He is extremely delusional about being persecuted. He is always suspicious and suspicious of everyone. This is because he is an agent. Excellent qualities of a king."

"However, he had a mistake, a fatal mistake. His vision was too low, so when others looked down at him from a higher height, all his thoughts, thinking, and even the wisdom he was proud of would be lost. Being seen at a glance."

"He stands too low and wants to catch too much, so in many cases, in the eyes of many people, he is actually more like a Joker."

Looking at Natasha Romanoff, who had a complicated expression and was deep in thought because of what he said, Locke's movements became louder again.

"Wait, wait!" Natasha Romanoff's breathing also changed.

"Last one, answer my last question."

"My dear, you have so many questions."

"Unfortunately, I don't want to answer now."

"If you want to know more secrets, go find that Braised Eggman and ask him to transfer you to me. As a senior agent, you have this authority."

...…

The next day, near noon, Natasha Romanoff woke up from exhaustion. Feeling the discomfort coming from every part of her body, Natasha Romanoff couldn't help but curse.

"Damn it, I didn't look like a human before, and I'm even less human now!"

He stood up holding on to the wall, walked to the closet, pushed it gently, and the closet opened, revealing rows of luxurious women's clothing.

"Damn it, how many times has that bastard dated Bichi here, and he actually prepared so many women's clothes!"

While complaining, Natasha Romanoff began to pick up pieces of clothing and point them out. As for her original clothes, they had already turned into beggar's clothes.

It wasn't until she chose an expensive and comfortable women's clothing that Natasha Romanoff closed the closet with satisfaction.

Glancing outside, the sun had begun to set. Natasha Romanoff began to curse again: "That bastard, I really felt right. It was almost dawn when it ended, and that bastard told me it was a street light!"

When the whole body was finished, the beautiful Natasha Romanoff walked out of the castle. After taking a few steps, she suddenly remembered that her communicator was still in the castle, and the bastard threw it far away because he didn't want to get in the way.

However, just as she turned around, Natasha Romanoff's figure suddenly froze, her originally bright eyes suddenly tightened, and she stared behind her without blinking, and her whole body fell into some kind of tense stiffness.

I saw that the castle I had lived in not long ago was disappearing at the moment, like paper on fire, melting rapidly.

The agent's instinct revived in an instant, and Natasha Romanoff rushed forward as fast as she could in her life, grabbed a piece of wood and broke it hard, breaking off the piece of wood.

The next moment, everything completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared, except for the piece of wood in her hand.

I don't know how long it took for Natasha Romanoff to regain her softness. She took a deep breath and took a few steps forward. There was a communicator standing there silently.

Natasha Romanoff's eyes were dazed for a while, and she subconsciously looked at the clothes she was wearing. Really, they were new, even the tags were still there, and they cost 18,000 US dollars.

Natasha Romanoff felt an inexplicable coldness in her heart. What is real? What is fake?

"Is this where you stand now? Rock Payne."

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