Hex Technology Tycoon of American Comics

"Two handsome guys, where are you going?"

"21 Forest Hills, Queens - It's rare to see such a beautiful taxi driver. Meet me. I'm Carl."

Frank frowned - now seems not to be the time to pick up girls.

But Karl just looked at him to tell him not to worry.

Natasha smiled charmingly, stepped on the clutch, and the car slowly drove onto the road.

"Natalie Northman, you are very lucky. Normally you don't see me in a taxi."

"Really? Let me guess, the recession caused you to lose your job, then you couldn't afford the high loan, and you ended up here running a taxi?"

Karl raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "What was your last job? Securities trader? Contract specialist? Or... secretary?"

Natasha was stunned, wondering how this guy had finished telling all the background he had thought of.

What did I say after you finished speaking?

At the same time, she was also wary.

Just now, SHIELD had compiled an identity for her, and it happened to be exactly the same as Carl's.

Natalie Northman, a legal staff member in the securities trading department of Lehman Brothers, which had just collapsed.

Because of the subprime mortgage crisis, I lost my job and my mortgage payment was cut off. I was just a few days away from being homeless on the streets and I urgently needed a job.

"It just so happened" that at this time, I met Karl who was recruiting staff for the legal department.

The abacus was good - according to SHIELD's record of Carl, this guy is quite interested in women, but the female companion around him makes it clear that his requirements are not low.

Natasha happens to be... not too far off.

"Are geniuses like you good at guessing strangers' stories?"

"If you say so, it's true." Karl leaned behind the driver's seat and looked down over Natasha's shoulder unscrupulously through the isolation railing.

"But I can guess that the reason for all this is that the secret agent work badge on your chest is not in place."

Natasha was still thinking of some flirting words, but Karl almost short-circuited her brain!

However, the psychological quality of a top agent allowed her to quickly stabilize and said with confusion on her face: "What are you talking about?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, she found a pistol pressed against the back of her head!

She was able to stabilize her thoughts, but Frank believed Karl's words in an instant!

Being targeted by a murderous battlefield veteran, even Natasha felt cold...

At this moment, she secretly regretted it - she was too careless!Frank Castle is much stronger than she imagined!

Karl leaned back in his seat indifferently - of course there was nothing wrong with Natasha's disguise, he just wanted to deceive the agent.

What kind of low-level mistake like the disguise forgetting to collect the agent's ID card, do you know how it could happen to the Black Widow?

Of course Natasha herself reacted quickly, but Karl didn't need evidence.

When I say you have exposed your secrets, you have revealed your secrets.

"It's a good cover-up, but it's still a little different from normal situations - OK, Miss Northman, who do you work for? NSA? FBI? Or...CIA?"

Every time Karl read a name, the murderous look in Frank's eyes increased.

For no reason, just because in Afghanistan, his immediate boss, the head of the Cerberus team, was airborne. Obviously, he couldn't be a military person.

The most likely one...is someone from CIA!

"You two lunatics!" Natasha was still acting and stepped on the brakes, planning to create some changes!

But Karl didn't hesitate at all. He grabbed her neck with his left hand and locked the beauty to the chair!

Frank didn't hesitate and shot directly!

boom!

The car slammed into a fire hydrant on the side of the road, scaring pedestrians on the street to scatter!

When the car stabilized, Natasha found that she was still clinging to the seat, and an icy chill came from her neck.

It was as if what held her was not human hands, but some cold hydraulic pliers.

Next to her ear, the chair was penetrated by bullets, leaving a smoking black hole, and you could see that the bullets also penetrated the windshield.

Natasha was secretly shocked - this glass is the highest level of bulletproof glass, and it is impossible for ordinary pistols to penetrate it!

"Miss, you have to be lucky that I don't have the habit of killing people without saying a word, but believe me, the person next to me is not as good-tempered as me.

Especially if someone is planning to silence his family. "

The vibranium joints make Carl's prosthetic limbs quite stable, and can even allow Blitzcrank to assist in control in times of crisis, allowing him to hold on to Natasha even in riots.

The same goes for Frank - let alone a car hitting a fire hydrant, he can still snipe even if a helicopter is about to crash!

So the reason the Black Widow is still alive is because Carl moved her position so that the bullet just grazed her hair and penetrated the glass.

Natasha was a little anxious - she made sure that she didn't reveal any flaws!If I had to say it, there was less than a tenth of a second of disharmony in the rhythm of the speech!

Even the best micro-expression master in the world shouldn't be able to determine there's something wrong with him from such a tiny detail!

Karl continued: "I will give you 3 seconds now. If you insist on pretending to be stupid, you will die from the impact in 5 seconds, and then I will see which agency is in trouble with us.

If you are not on the same side as those who want to silence you, now is the time to show your cards. "

Natasha thought quickly and immediately said: "I am an agent of the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Bureau. Our people have contacted you once before. I can guarantee that I have nothing to do with Mr. Custer's matter. .”

After speaking, she glanced at her chest: "The ID is inside."

"Good location." Karl raised his eyebrows, "But let me be honest, if there is any high-tech anti-wolf equipment installed in it, it will make me feel uncomfortable. You'd better tell me now, otherwise the guy next to me won't be able to Missed."

Natasha shrugged slightly.

Karl didn't show any politeness, just put his hand into Natasha's clothes and started groping wantonly.

I have to say, it feels very good.

"Found it, it's pretty deep." Karl took out the black work permit between his fingers and flipped through it casually.

However, the name on this work permit is also fake, it is still the same...Natalie Northman.

But it's not a big problem. The follow-up work only needs to be based on the information that she is from SHIELD and can be presented openly without arousing too much suspicion.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Natasha recorded in her mind at this time: the target is extremely cunning, has very sophisticated micro-expression analysis capabilities, and has extremely strong reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance skills.

Of course, the "close to womanly" aspect has not gone away, because this bastard just rubbed her hard twice under her clothes.

Natasha raised her hands and said angrily: "So, can we talk properly?"

"Not yet, what is your purpose?"

"The firearms in Mr. Custer's hands use power sources and new technologies that we don't know about, and we need to evaluate the possible adverse effects it may cause."

Karl squinted his eyes and said: "Well... I can tell you relevant clues, but what are you going to use in exchange?"

As he spoke, Frank handed Carl a magazine at the signal.

The bullets inside and the outside of the magazine were emitting a light blue light, and they were no ordinary things at first glance.

Natasha knew that this was her goal.

“…Some help, in addition to applying for a secretary, I can also provide some information consulting services.

For example, right now, I can tell you that before you go out, the NSA seems to have started to blockade the suburbs. "

"Looks like we're going to move faster - let's drive." Carl let go of Natasha, and Frank was convinced.

"So you're going to fight that team with just two people? As far as I know, they might use helicopter gunships."

After being exposed, Natasha stopped pretending and started the car honestly -

I have to say that the quality of this car is really good. The front of the car is dented and it can still drive.

"Don't underestimate me and my partner - the route remains the same, we will go to Queens first and I need to make some preparations.

Finally, first time meeting you, nice to meet you, Agent. "

Karl sat back on the chair and said rather playfully.