I'm a boss at Marvel

Chapter 3 Bastard!you take advantage of others
He moved his brows slightly, sensing that there seemed to be something wrong in the bedroom.

Since entering the middle stage of Body Tempering Realm, his senses have been greatly enhanced. Not only have his eyes, ears and nose become more sensitive, he can also sense the physical conditions of the people around him.

This is the instinct he had cultivated in his previous life as a sanctuary of medicine and poison!
He pushed the door of the bedroom and found that the door was blocked by a chair from the inside.

He smiled lightly, and with a little force on his palm, the door panel was slapped open, and the chair inside was shattered by spiritual power!
Han Long looked up and saw Natasha lying on his bed straight, her wine-red hair was messy covering her pretty face and head, and her two white legs were hanging out of the bed.

Blood stained Han Long's sheets red.

Han Long felt for Natasha's pulse—very weak!

Moreover, the skin was scalding hot, which was obviously a state of wound inflammation and high fever.

Woman, what a hassle.

Han Long sighed slightly, and sat next to the unconscious Natasha. While it was hot...while Natasha was unconscious due to her high fever, he reached out and unbuttoned the back button of the tight black shirt she was wearing.

...Damn, vacuum?

The foreign girl is really bold and unrestrained.

But this is convenient, and I don't have to work so hard to undo so many buttons.

Han Long rubbed Natasha's snowy back with his thick palm.

This is not to take advantage, but to inject his spiritual power into the tendons of Natasha's back by means of massage and scraping.

In technical terms, this is called "open back".

Of course, many Chinese massage parlors also provide back opening service, but it is completely different from Han Long's back opening method.

The most important thing about opening the back is the infusion of spiritual power. Anything that is not injected with spiritual power is just an ordinary massage.

After some massage... After some spiritual power was injected, a flush appeared on Natasha's back, and the flow of Qi and blood also accelerated significantly.

The flow of qi and blood is related to the efficiency of metabolism.

Han Long continued to caress with his left hand, and flicked lightly on the open needle bag with his right hand——

The five golden needles were immediately clamped on his fingers, and then accurately shot into the five acupuncture points of Hunmen, Jingmen, Qihai, Guanyuan, and Tianzong.

In a coma, Natasha's throat was full of fluid, and she couldn't help letting out a slight moan, and her waist slightly twisted.

Han Long's eyebrows moved slightly.

He was surprised to find that when he was giving Natasha the needle, the dantian was also generating a trace of aura!
Could it be that in the Marvel world, treating others can also increase one's own spiritual cultivation?

This was in the previous life, but it had never happened before.

In the previous life, Han Long had a cold nature and rarely rescued people.

However, in this life, in order to improve his spiritual power as soon as possible, Han Long is still willing to take action occasionally.

Under the effect of opening her back with spiritual power, Natasha's high fever quickly subsided, and the gunshot wound on her shoulder also healed quickly.

She had been injected with enhanced genetic serum, so her recovery speed was naturally faster than ordinary people, but now that she was crossed by Han Long's golden needle, her recovery was even faster.

Ten minutes later, Natasha exhaled a foul breath, and slightly opened her blurred eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

She found herself crawling on the bed, her back felt warm, and her whole body felt extremely comfortable, as if soaked in a warm milk bath.

"Don't move." Seeing that Natasha wanted to turn over and sit up, Han Long immediately held her waist and said in a deep voice, "Let me pull it out first."

pull out, pull out? !
Natasha exclaimed, and immediately clamped her legs!
With a flick of his hand, Han Long took away the golden needle inserted into Natasha's back in an instant.

"Bastard! How dare you take advantage of me!"

Natasha's whole body exploded, and she jumped up from the messy bed in an instant, ready to use Death Scissors——

She had just raised her leg halfway, and before she kicked it out, she realized that something was wrong.

She hurriedly hugged her arms to block the peak wave that jumped out.

Han Long was also taken aback, and didn't have time to look away.

He actually wanted to remind Natasha that the buttons on the back hadn't been buttoned yet, but he didn't expect Natasha to jump up directly.

This woman is really... irritable.

Han Long felt his nose was hot, so he wiped it with his hand, and his nose bleeds.

This must have been caused by staying up late yesterday to practice. Han Long calmly wiped away the nosebleed and continued to look at Natasha.

"Bastard! You took my first time!" Natasha was angry.

"Things are not what you imagined." Han Long wiped his nosebleed again.

Natasha clutched Fengbo, grabbed the Glock pistol next to the bed, and aimed desperately at Hanlong!
At this time, she no longer cares about tasks or not!
She's going to kill this bastard man!
Whoosh!
Before she could shoot, Han Long flicked his finger, and a green light with spiritual power shot at Natasha's eyebrow!
Natasha's body froze, and her whole body stayed in the distance like a wooden sculpture, only her eyeballs could move.

This is exactly the wooden needle in Han Long's thirteen needles!
The function of the wooden needle is to fix the target, the stronger the spiritual power, the better the effect and time of the fixation.

Considering that Han Long only had spiritual power at the mid-stage of Body Tempering Realm, the wooden needle this time could only hold Natasha in place for half a minute.

Still, it's good enough.

While it was hot... Taking advantage of the opportunity, Han Long snatched the gun from Natasha's hand.

"Don't worry," Han Long wiped his nosebleed again, and said calmly, "Your first time is still there. I was just treating you with acupuncture."

Natasha looked at the acupuncture on the bed, then calmed down, "Are you trying to save me?"

"I just don't want you to die on my bed." Han Long said coldly.

Natasha pursed her jelly-like lips, "Go out first, let me get dressed first."

"Okay." Han Long wiped his nosebleed again, then turned and walked out.

After a while, Natasha said, "Come in, I have something to say."

Han Long walked in.

Natasha was already dressed, and sat on the edge of the bed with a frosty face, her two slender legs crossed together.

At hand, was her pistol, with the safety on and the bullets loaded.

"Let's talk." Han Long's nosebleed has been controlled.

Natasha frowned and looked at Han Long.

Last night, she took a quick look at Han Long in the alley. She remembered that Han Long was like a tramp picking up trash, but now Han Long has sword eyebrows and star eyes, which seems to be taller than yesterday, with eyebrows There is also something different.

"I'll give you two choices. Either, I'll kill you, lest you reveal my whereabouts. Or, you marry me." Natasha said coldly.

Han Long was taken aback.

Has this bastard's brain been burnt out?

Didn't I just shoot you a few times?Is it up to me?

Natasha rolled her eyes at Han Long, "Don't think about good things, I'm talking about a fake marriage, I need a local identity to cover my lurking, so that I can continue to track down the Hydra here. If you If you choose to marry me, you will be an outside informant of S.H.I.E.L.D., and you can get a salary of [-] US dollars for each informant. Hehe, a person like you may not earn [-] US dollars a year, right? I Give you three seconds to consider, be killed by me, or marry me as a wife."

An informant salary of $[-]?

Who do you take me, Han Long?
Am I, Han Long, doing it for that little money?
Han Long smiled coldly, "I choose to marry you."

"Sure enough." Natasha sneered, "I have three chapters with you. First, we must behave like a normal couple in front of outsiders! Second, when we get home, I will sleep on the bed and you can only sleep on the sofa!" Third, I don't care if you have women outside or how you mess around, but you must never bring women back!If you violate these three points, I will kill you. "

Han Long said indifferently: "Deal."

He stretched out his hand to Natasha. Natasha hesitated for a moment, then gently shook Han Long's hand.

At the moment of contact, she felt as if an electric current was swimming in her spine, numb.

She hastily withdrew her hand, and said coldly, "Let's get to know each other officially. My name is Anna Smith—of course, this name is fake. I can't tell you the real name."

Han Long smiled faintly, "I know. My name is Han Long. Han is my surname. The word Long, in Chinese, means success and fame, soaring to the sky."

Natasha said nonchalantly: "Trash is trash, and it's soaring into the sky! Go change into clean clothes, and bring your ID documents. Let's get married now!"

(End of this chapter)