Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

The elevator descended slowly, smoothly and quickly.

This is a special elevator that goes directly to the top-floor residence, and there are only a handful of people who are qualified to use it, and no one comes in during the descent.

At this speed, even though it is a hundred-story building, it will not take long to reach the bottom.

After going down half of the floors, the car was still silent and peaceful.Natalie was right next to Xiangqian, standing still a little half a step back, never speaking; maintaining the perfect etiquette of seeing off staff. .

Xiangqian was equally at ease, and did not make any further urging moves, as if what he threatened just now was not what he said.

Finally, when the elevator display reached 30, it was Natalie who broke the silence first.As with all other contests of patience, whoever takes the initiative wins.

"Are you really going to expose me? If you do this, plus the failed operations in the Wude Group, I have experienced two failures in a row. You should know that I... I am in SHIELD... I am not easy."

In just a few words, the voice turned a thousand times; it not only makes people hear the sorrow and complaints in it, but also tries to maintain a calm surface, insisting on a kind of fragility and strength that men can't help but want to care for.

Qiangqian sighed in admiration: "With such a good line skills, why do you want to be an agent? If you are willing to go to Hollywood to develop, I guarantee that you will be nominated within three years, and you will be promoted to the best actress in five to eight years." throne."

"..." There was silence in the car again, only a clear and rhythmic knocking sound lingered in my ears.

It was Qianqian tapping the electronic bracelet lightly with his fingernails. The sound was not slow or urgent, showing a "tick" sound similar to the beating second hand of a mechanical watch, reminding the woman beside him that time is running out.

"I'm not surprised by your ruthlessness?" Natalie's voice sounded again, this time without adding any line skills, more like a normal relationship between a man and a woman with a special acquaintance relationship We have a conversation.

"Cold and heartless? To a thief who sneaked into my laboratory and tried to steal technical materials, should I show other feelings?" Xiang Xiang asked back with a smile.

Natalie replied lukewarmly: "I thought there should be at least a little bit of it - like when you mentioned my thighs."

"When a man faces a beautiful woman, emotion is not a necessary factor in certain things." Xiang Qiang said, "I thought you should have understood this a long time ago based on the training you have received."

When they speak, they always stand upright and face the elevator door, without any normal body movements; if you just look at the surveillance screen in the elevator, you can't even see their lips.

"How do you take the shameless remarks of scumbags so for granted?"

"I forgot to add, the sentence just now is also true when a woman faces a man." Xiangqian responded disapprovingly, and at the same time glanced at the displayed floor number intentionally or unintentionally.

The last five floors.

Natalie gritted her molars secretly, her face still blank: "Tomorrow morning, Fury will explain this operation to you personally. We have no malice towards Tony Stark. You should understand that because of Howard, he It has a close relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D.”

In order to finish speaking before the elevator reached the bottom floor, her voice became a little hurried, giving off an inexplicable sense of embarrassment.

"How do I know that your conspiracy isn't going on today?" Xiang Qiang still kept his pace, and when the elevator door opened, he made an invitation; "Miss Rushman, do you mind sending me out of the building?"

"Of course, Mr. Zion."

The employees and visitors coming and going in the hall occasionally stopped in surprise to see the glamorous new assistant president politely sending another billionaire out.

"I assure you, we have no intentions against Tony Stark." Natalie was in a bad mood, but her face was still elegant and polite; she spoke softly so that passers-by could not hear the specific content clearly , only as polite small talk conversation.

Smiling forward but snarky: "Your...Nick Fury pledges are worthless."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Don't you want me to believe you? Yes, first tell me your mission in Stark Industries." Walking out of the gate, she gracefully turned forward and faced the beautiful assistant face to face, with a smile on her face as if saying goodbye politely.

The people around were either disdainful or envious, but no one doubted it; it was normal to bid farewell to a glamorous stunner as a playboy, and to say a few more words on purpose.

Natalie took a long breath to calm down and allow herself to think calmly.

"Fury asked me to observe Stark's situation closely, especially his health status." Natalie briefly described, "Health status at various levels."

"That old nigger thinks Tony's going to have health problems?"

Natalie choked briefly at Forward's blatantly racist slur, but quickly decided to ignore it.

"You are an expert, have you never considered the consequences of palladium poisoning?" Natalie asked, "Don't tell me, you don't know what fuel the Ark reactor uses."

"It seems that you know a lot." Xiang Qiang sneered.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. is really pervasive, but it probably doesn't know the reactor container it specially designed to resolve palladium poisoning.

"You are eagerly concerned about Tony's health, what do you want to do?" Asked forward, "You want to take over Mark's armor in time when he dies?"

"No one knows what Fury wants to do; why don't you wait until tomorrow to ask him in person?" Natalie said with a cold face, the change of expression on her face seemed to tell passers-by that she was already a little uncomfortable with the playboy's approach Impatient.

Looking forward and still hesitating, Natalie added: "Anyway, Tony won't die tomorrow, will he?"

"Okay, tomorrow." Qiangqian seemed to be convinced, "I'll be waiting in the office for your Director General to visit."

"Goodbye, Mr. Zion." Natalie raised her voice slightly.

"Let's go now?" Qianqian looked straight into the eyes of the beautiful woman, "There must be a full set of acting, there is only foreplay but no follow-up, it will make people suspicious."

"Huh?" Even Natalie, as a senior agent, couldn't help being at a loss for a moment; then she saw Qianqian handing over a business card with a half-smile.

"Contact me more when you have time, beautiful lady."

That's right, this is what a playboy should do when facing a beautiful woman.

Natalie took the business card with a cold face, and when she turned around and was about to enter the door, she tore it up and threw it into the trash can—this is also the normal reaction of a good woman who stands upright and doesn't pretend to be a scumbag.

These two are good actors who can make Hollywood's movie kings and queens feel ashamed.

But the next morning, when Nick Fury was supposed to explain it himself, Xiang Xiangqian realized that he had made a mistake and was played by the beautiful black widow.

Nick Fury did not come, and a woman with a frosty face appeared in front of him.

"I was ordered to come to meet Mr. Zion. I am Maria Hill, Deputy Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.," the beauty introduced herself.

"Okay, okay, I know who you are." Xiang Xiang was very dissatisfied, "I thought it was Nick, this old nigger missed the appointment again! It seems that he didn't take my warning to heart at all; Or, the actions of the undercover Stark Industries are not really important?"

Seeing that he made a gesture to pick up the phone, Agent Hill hurriedly stopped him and said, "I can explain that Director Fury has indeed encountered a very serious emergency."

Qianqian held the microphone in his hand, and did not make any further moves for the time being; "You have 1 minute, Agent Hill."

"This morning, we suddenly discovered that an extremely dangerous person had sneaked into the United States and caused a huge riot on a university campus. Director Fury had to rush over to deal with the aftermath." Agent Hill was indeed eloquent.

Xiangqian didn't take it seriously: "How do I know if what you said is true or not. Emergencies and emergencies have always been your usual excuses."

"Have you not been watching the news this morning?"

"I never pay attention to your media that is full of lies and fake news out of thin air."

"You should take a look. The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't make fake news just to avoid meeting with you, right? He's going to find the national media to do the fake news together." Feel powerless.

"That's not certain. Didn't your Secretary of State also lie in front of diplomats and media all over the world in the World Security Council, saying that the washing powder in his hand was found from the biological and chemical weapons warehouse in Iraq?" Xiangqian repeatedly complained. , but finally did not refute the other party's face too much, and turned on the TV according to his words.

It wasn't until then that he knew that something had happened.

What appeared on the TV screen was a shaky and blurry video, which at first glance was filmed with a mobile phone.

There were countless screams and deafening gunshots in the simultaneous sound of the video scene, but none of them could suppress the bursts of angry howls that seemed to come from prehistoric giant beasts.

A huge figure nearly two people tall and five or six people thick flashed past in the video. Although it was only a short two-second frame, it had a breathtaking sense of power.

"The news said... Culver College, right? Isn't that a cooperative unit of the US military?" Qianqian quickly extracted information about the location of the incident from his memory.

"The U.S. military has come up with something again, so that it is full of firepower on the campus. Did they lose their minds in the security war and regard the mainland as Afghanistan?"

"That's why Director Fury had to rush over to deal with the aftermath in person." Agent Hill turned his gaze back from the TV screen, "Now you should believe it?"

"You haven't answered my question yet, what the hell is that thing? Was it made by the military?" Xiang Qiang asked.

Agent Hill put on a pretty face: "It's highly confidential, no comment."

"Then at least tell me how dangerous that thing is." Qiangqian's attitude suddenly softened, and his voice was no longer stiff as when we first met.

Agent Hill pondered for a while: "According to our conservative estimate, it can demolish a block in 10 minutes."

"That's... nothing, right? It's just a matter of a few cruise missiles." Qiang Xiang dismissed it, "Cruise missiles can still be mass-produced, as many as you want."

Agent Hill looked forward coldly, and it took a while before he replied: "Don't try to confuse me; I won't reveal the specific situation of that big guy to you."

Qiangqian, who was exposed for his small mind, didn't show any embarrassment at all. Instead, he spread his hands casually, frankly admitting and accepting the reality that his plot failed.

The conversation can finally get into the track it should be today.

"The last time we met, you were still the liaison representative of the World Security Council in China, and you became the deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D. so quickly; are you promoted?"

Agent Hill's face was still frosty: "First of all, the last time we met was three years ago, which is not too fast; secondly, it was the first time we met three years ago, and we only met during that period of time. Don't act like we know each other well."

"Oh...it hurts me to say that, Maria." The playboy's voice suddenly became soft and intimate; "Why do you think Nick Fury sent you to explain his missed appointment to me?"

"what?"

"Think about it, if you didn't know that the relationship between you and me is more than an 'acquaintance', how could that old nigger send you to explain to me? Is it just because you are the deputy director, and your status and status are high enough?" Qiang Xiang laughed Moaning, looking at Hill became more and more "dangerous".

Hill's expression became a little unnatural.

Going forward without losing the opportunity to pursue the victory, he stood up, walked slowly to the back of Hill's seat, and naturally placed his hands on Hill's sharp shoulders.

"You know, that old nigger has always been able to use everything. Anyone, anything, and any relationship is just a tool in his eyes."

Agent Hill forced himself to be calm: "I was ordered to explain to you the necessity of the undercover mission in Stark Industries; perhaps, Chief Fury has considered some other factors, but I think he is only out of necessary considerations for the success or failure of the mission."

"That's a good point. As a leader, I like subordinates like this." He leaned forward and whispered into Hill's ear, "Of course, in another role, I'm also fascinated by you."

Hill subconsciously wanted to break free, but was shocked to find that he couldn't move; at some point, the hands that were pressed forward on her shoulders moved down her arms, holding her hands.

Unknowingly, Playboy embraced the beautiful female Deputy Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. from behind.Agent Hill's neck and earlobes were filled with the warm breath from the man's mouth and nose.

"I haven't finished my words yet, don't you want to know the purpose of monitoring Stark?" Agent Hill's body leaned softly on the back of the chair, and even his voice became weaker.

"I'm listening, you have... 5 minutes, hurry up." Said Qianqian, his hands continued to be busy, and the intrusion became more and more unscrupulous.

Agent Hill was like a female animal being hunted by natural enemies, with a moaning sound, and his body was struggling for the last time: "5 minutes, are you busy?"

"It's not, it's just..." Qiang Qiang laughed in the ear of the beauty deputy director, "You should remember that I don't like too long foreplay."