Marvel's Venom starts with Hydra undercover

The bright sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the curtains, providing the only light in the dim room. On the wide bed, Holm was slowly opening his eyes and sitting up.

The figure of the beautiful woman who was as warm as water and as passionate as fire was no longer under the sheets next to her. Only the lingering fragrant fragrance and some special smells proved that last night's lingering was not a dream.

Looking at the traces left in the room, Holm shook his head and stood up, opening the heavy curtains to let the sunlight into the room.

Everything that happened last night proved that his worries were unnecessary. Not only was the encounter yesterday a coincidence, but the subsequent development was also very simple, so simple that it was just a physical relationship.

Speaking of which, yesterday's experience was indeed good, and Holm vented the worries he had accumulated recently.

I just don't know if the other person's body can bear it. After all, his current physique is different from before. Even if Natasha is a top agent, she can't compare with him.

While sorting out his thoughts, Holm walked into the bathroom and started washing up. As the moisture increased and the temperature increased, the fingerprints and other marks on the bathroom mirror and glass also surfaced again.

Holm wiped the moisture and marks on the mirror, looked at his wet hair, and used a hair dryer to dry it again.

When he finished cleaning up and walked into the room again, he discovered that there was a card on the table that was also one of the battlefields.

There was no other text on the photo, just a phone number and a bright red lip print.

Just looking at this lip mark, last night's spring scene, Natasha's voluptuous body and seductive breathing came to Holm's mind again.

It seems that his performance yesterday also satisfied Agent Romanov.

Holm thought as thick black liquid seeped out of his hands, and then he tore the card into pieces that were almost impossible to piece together.

With him, he packed up his things, took his mobile phone and left the hotel.

Originally, he wanted to go to the front desk to check out, but was told that the lady in front had already paid, so he took the money to the convenience store and bought a lot of chocolates for Venom.

Not going home last night made Venom hungry, but Venom didn't express any opinions, which surprised Holm.

Venom, who was eating chocolate in Kabakaba, wouldn't tell Holm that he secretly tasted the surging sweet hormones last night and was in a very happy mood, so he didn't have any objections.

Seeing Venom happily eating chocolate, Holm felt a little hungry. After all, he had worked hard all night last night and all his energy had been exhausted.

Thinking of this, he was about to turn around and go into the convenience store to buy himself something to eat, but as soon as he entered, he was attracted by the news on the TV in the convenience store.

"Tony Tucker is missing, has the plot of Iron Man finally begun?" Holm thought to himself as he looked at the host who was broadcasting relevant reports on the TV.

If you think about it carefully, there really hasn't been any news about Tony Stark in the past few days. This is indeed not an unusual thing for the playboy who is often on the hot search list.

Some people were still wondering if they were going to be quiet for a few days and then suppress a big scandal. However, they didn't expect that what they were waiting for was not a scandal, but absolutely breaking news like Tony Stark's disappearance.

Venom is not interested in news. Whether Tony Stark is missing or not is not as important to him as the chocolate in front of him.

But when Holm looked at the news, in addition to secretly thinking that the plot of Iron Man was about to begin, he also thought of a way to make money.

It's just that although he has ideas and knows the subsequent development, he doesn't know much about this aspect. Maybe he should find a reliable person who understands this knowledge and operation. For example, he mentioned using his own pocket money to invest before. Spider-Woman Gwen Stacy.

Holm suddenly thought of this little thing that Gwen had mentioned to him before, so he also made a plan in his mind.

SHIELD, on the airship, Hawkeye Barton is checking his equipment.

After he checked the bow and arrow, he also looked at Natasha, who was lying on the couch next to him with her eyes closed, and then shook his head helplessly and said, "Natasha, I'm working."

After hearing Barton's words, Natasha continued to close her eyes and murmured lazily: "I know, but I'm still on vacation."

"So are you showing off to me about your vacation?" Barton was also very helpless at Natasha's answer. He felt very depressed now, especially when he saw Natasha still so leisurely.

"How about I go and apply for you to join this emergency mission, so that you can feel the pain of returning to work after a break like me."

"That won't work. It's not me who interrupted your vacation. If you have any objections, you should address them to the boss." Natasha replied with her eyes still closed.

"But the boss didn't dangle in front of me like you, showing off his vacation." Barton said with a dark face, speechless.

He was transferred back to perform an emergency mission just one day after his vacation this time, and the frustration and depression in his heart almost overflowed.

He had been preparing for this vacation for a long time, and was going to have a picnic with his wife and children.

In the end, the plan still couldn't keep up with the changes. No matter how well prepared he was, he couldn't cope with the sudden emergency mission. Although Nick Fury had promised to make up for his vacation after the mission was over, and would give him a few more days off. Day off.

But Barton, whose vacation had just been interrupted, was really unhappy. After all, if there was an emergency mission this time, wouldn't he be able to do it next time?

If the next vacation was interrupted again, he wouldn't know how to explain it to his children.

"Okay, it's my fault, but your recliner is really comfortable." Natasha still responded to Barton's words in a lazy voice, but she didn't seem to even want to say a few more words, and she was already a little confused, like I'm about to fall asleep.

After hearing Natasha's response, Barton also asked a little strangely: "It's only been a day since the vacation. Where did you go to be so tired?"

"Is it possible that you flew directly to France yesterday to go shopping, and then flew back today?"

"By the way, Laura has been talking about you a lot these days. When will you come to my house for a meal? The children also miss their Aunt Xiaona."

Barton talked for a long time without hearing any response, but when he turned his head, he found that Natasha had fallen asleep on the recliner.