Marvel Magic Event Book

"You still smell of blood. Even though you have changed your clothes, I can smell it." She came closer and her hot breath hit Salomon's ears. "Don't forget, I am the best." Agent."

Even though Salomon had changed into a spotless suit and put on a scarlet rose tie with a black background, she could still smell the smoke clinging to his skin.There were also dried blood stains left in the knuckle lines. Even though they were just small brown fragments, she was discovered by her subconscious detective actions.She would never recognize it as something like rust. She was quite familiar with blood.Romanoff came to the conclusion easily, and although it wasn't supported by strong evidence, she knew she was right

"You really opened my eyes. Although I was mentally prepared, I underestimated the limits of mortals."

The mystic mage nodded contentedly.

Agent Romanoff's intelligence-gathering ability exceeded his expectations. Even if the SHIELD intelligence network was burned down, she could still find the information she wanted through her own means. This skill and thinking model are timeless and priceless. Worth learning from all intelligence workers.The watch presented by Romanov was placed in front of her, while the earrings presented by Salomon were already hung on Natasha's ears, and they seemed to match her dress very well.

"This time you win. The winner usually gets the spoils. What do you want by showing this information, Natalia Romanova?"

Natasha raised her head proudly and stood up with a smile on her face. She twisted up her expensive handbag and walked down the stairs of the jewelry store without looking back.The color changes in her etheric body were so strange that the mystic could not help but wonder if something was wrong with Agent Romanoff's divided mind.

"You are too direct, Mr. Pendragon." The manager said slowly, "I will package the jewelry you need and send it over later. In addition, I suggest that you put on this watch before trying to save the situation. It works better this way.”

Salomon glanced at him.

"If you want to completely solve the problem, I suggest you order a diamond ring. Like the earrings you ordered through text messages before, they all belong to Tiffany's legendary jewelry designer Elsa Peretti's platinum and diamond series. They are simple in style and suitable for daily wear. Not satisfied. ? Then I recommend to you the BLUEBOOK series of high-end jewelry, suitable for important occasions such as dinner parties. If you need to propose... But I still have to advise you." The manager raised his eyebrows and showed him his left hand, "You can propose. It solves the problem temporarily, but then you have to bear the pain for a long time.”

The mystic mage looked at the manager in surprise, "Why do you talk so much today?"

"Because you are our honored guest, Mr. Pendragon."

“Isn’t it because women spend money on jewelry?”

"This is one of the reasons. We rarely see customers like you after the economic crisis." The manager smiled shyly, "The more female companions you have, the higher Tiffany's sales will be, and I am responsible for Solving your shopping needs...My son needs tuition, and private school tuition is not cheap."

"You took more money out of my pocket than a woman takes out, and you are a man." Salomon rolled his eyes and signed a few checks, "I'm in a hurry, you know where to send it. ,but……"

"Of course, of course, two different addresses." The manager made a zipper motion on his face, "I'm pretty good at keeping secrets, and you can definitely trust me. The ring you need now will be delivered soon. , I promise it won’t take much time... What? Don’t need a ring? Don’t you plan to propose? "

"Like you said, I will not make a decision that I will regret for the rest of my life."

Salomon got up, left the table, and walked down the stairs.

Natasha Romanoff appeared quietly behind him, her movements as graceful as a heron even though she was wearing four-inch heels.Fifth Avenue in the heart of Manhattan remains busy as the sun sets, with shops lining the main thoroughfare lighting up their windows.Just before the winter solstice, the orange-red sunlight smeared the tops of tall buildings on both sides of the street.In a few days, the "hanging sun" phenomenon across the island will arrive, when the entire street will be dyed red by the setting sun behind thin clouds.

"Just a few hours ago, there was an explosion at Pim Technology. Strangely, the explosion did not cause much chaos. The local police discovered the unusual behavior of the local gang while maintaining order." She picked up the The handbag shook, proving to the mystic that he did not carry a recording device. "They are all dead. The autopsy report shows that there are many cold weapon wounds, and there are some large-caliber warheads that are very consistent with the weapons used by those artificial people you made. Do you have anything to say, big boy, why Do you want to do this? I don’t want you to conflict with Stark and the others again.”

"Because it's necessary."

"Where's the guilt?" She looked at Salomon as if looking at a stranger, her eyes sparkling in the afterglow.The top notes of violet and bergamot are full of mature charm, wild and charming fragrance, which makes the mystic not help but smell it more.

"TheOnlyOne, a very rare perfume."

The female spy smiled and said, "You can actually smell it! But don't even think about changing the subject."

"Okay, then I'll answer your question." They moved forward slowly, turned a corner, passed St. Patrick's Cathedral, and walked toward Madison Avenue.It was a really good idea to take a walk under the sunset, everything slowed down and it gave them more time to talk.She listened carefully to everything Salomon said, not missing a word.

"I can only assure you that those who should not have died are alive and well. From now on, the crime rate in that city will also decrease until gun dealers refill the market." Salomon finally assured , while not forgetting to ridicule the so-called "free world".

"I don't think you care about the lives of some gangsters. Rather than holding me accountable, shouldn't you be more concerned about the black market in firearms or the Second Amendment?"

"I think that's good advice, but why did you bring me to the Lotte New York Palace Hotel?"

"I rented a room there for a long time, and that room belongs to you. It has a private bathroom, a minibar, and a big bed. We can see the skyline from there." Before arriving at the hotel, Salomon remained silent There was silence.He didn't speak again until he was in the elevator. "I executed many people with my own hands, Natasha," he said. "In order to suppress the chaos in the shortest possible time, I had to completely confiscate the firearms in several blocks. Some people just didn't understand the situation and wanted to protect themselves. But I still hurt them—probably broken bones, arthritis, and concussions. The guilt was still there, but I didn’t have a choice and letting it go would only lead to more people getting hurt.”

"Are you trying to atone for the bombing?"

"So to speak, ma'am."

"You call me 'ma'am' again now?" the female spy raised her eyebrows, "We haven't even entered the room yet, you ruthless man! What are you going to call me next, Madam? You must remind me. Is it an age issue?”

"I haven't said anything yet!"

"I'll tell you first, this is a woman's privilege, a man who talks twice but doesn't mean what he means!"