The God Killer in the American Comics World

Mortals might think this is cool.

In fact, being a god is a bit miserable, because in principle, anyone in the world who says his name can be heard by him. But there are too many people who say Kratos' name. Listening to all of them is like throwing Ange into the middle of hundreds of thousands of ducks. The noise pollution caused by the chirping is terrible.

Ange will definitely be annoyed.

So he let the system block almost all the calls, leaving only a few keywords that will be triggered, and only when someone specifically calls him, he will hear it.

When Ange heard this voice, the expression on his face suddenly became a smile. He quickly put on the leather suit and crossed the portal.

Sure enough, as soon as Ange crossed the portal, he saw a black widow wearing a black gauze evening dress with a large backless and front slings lying on a snow-white chaise longue in the middle of the hotel suite.

As Marvel's sexiest female hero, Black Widow's lethality in this regard is unquestionable.

That charming face that combines classical beauty, with a half-smiley expression and half-open peach blossom eyes, is enough to drive men crazy.

Not to mention that she is obviously on fire tonight.

She is not wearing the black leather jacket that she often wears in SHIELD, but an evening dress that deliberately shows her figure. Even when she lies sideways, the white thigh in the high-slit evening dress is almost completely exposed.

Ange smiled: "Did you do it on purpose or accidentally?"

Unfortunately, Black Widow didn't know how to connect the gag correctly, and she replied: "What do you think?"

Ange shrugged.

Black Widow lowered her feet, touched the ground with her lotus feet, picked up two high-foot glasses from the bar next to the chaise longue with both hands, and elegantly poured a glass of red wine. Then she swayed her body, slowly approached, and handed a glass of wine to Ange.

Ange showed a smile that he thought was charming, but in fact it was a bit wild in the eyes of the other party. There is no way, Kratos looks so fierce.

Fortunately, Black Widow is best at interpreting the story of Beauty and the Beast.

"Bang!"

The two clinked their glasses gently and drank it all.

"I guessed correctly. I called your name and you could hear it across space. Otherwise, I can't explain why you came immediately when I couldn't resist the violence of my countrymen."

Anger didn't answer directly: "In fact, I can hear all the existences that I consider friends when they call my name."

"Is this the [super hearing] of the extraordinary?" Black Widow's words were full of routines and temptations.

"If you think it is, then it is." Black Widow casually put the wine glass on the table next to her: "Okay, you called me over tonight, what's the matter?"

"I can't call you over if there's nothing?" Black Widow performed a [old shoulder cunning] in various senses.

"I'm very busy."

"Busy playing games with your woman?"

"As long as the game is interesting enough, I like it." Anger spread his hands, showing his true colors.

Hi! Who's afraid of who?

I have the blood of the Wayne family in my body.

The famous Gotham nightclub black gold VIP customer!

"How about? Let's play a game?" Black Widow pointed to the side.

I have to say that this suite is luxurious enough, and there is even a standard billiard table.

Playing billiards is very particular about the feel.

Ange and Black Widow played a standard American nine-ball game.

Black Widow is purely good at skills.

Ange, this cheater, used his ridiculously strong agility and exaggerated muscle control to make him clear the pocket every time even though his skills were not necessarily professional.

For four consecutive games, whoever opened the ball won all the way.

Even when Ange was playing, Black Widow always made a [spoon]-shaped posture on the opposite side and interfered with Ange with white justice, Ange still did not lose a ball.

This time, it was Ange's turn to open the ball again.

Black Widow said coquettishly: "No, we can't tell the winner this way, we have to make it harder."

"How do we make it harder?"

"I'll be the cue stick."

When playing billiards with a far ball, the hands are not long enough, so people often have to lie on the billiard table and use the cue stick to hit the white ball.

...Ange had to admit that Black Widow was still good at playing.

Black Widow touched the leather cover on Ange's face and could clearly feel the separation of the skin and skin. Ange did not refuse.

"Kratos, which one is the real you?"

"Natasha, which one is the real you?"

The same question, with a different name, has a completely different meaning.

The first sentence refers to Ange using the leather cover to conceal his identity.

The second sentence refers to Black Widow having different faces in front of different people.

Black Widow sighed: "Nick didn't ask me to come. I really just want to thank you."

"I know."

"Alas. I really don't want to be caught between you and S.H.I.E.L.D."

"It's okay. Except for Superman and the future Thor, no other existence is qualified to be my enemy." Ange's indifferent answer was full of infinite domineering.

"Thor is a legendary..." Black Widow was surprised.

Not to mention, Superman is a pervert who can survive a nuclear bomb and still be resurrected on the spot.

"There is a living legend in front of you now." Ange deliberately misled Black Widow.

"What should I call you? Your Majesty? Your Excellency? The Supreme God?" Black Widow was a little jealous.

"I will only respond to you when you call me [Kratos]." Ange smiled evilly and stroked Black Widow's charming face.

"It seems that you are not a good guy either."

"Yes, I am very bad."

Anger smiled, and Black Widow was scared: "Wait..."

After another hour of trouble, Anger let Black Widow go.

"Natasha, the next situation is a bit dangerous for you. I gave you a little gift. Just take it as my blessing."

Blessing?

The blessing of the gods?

Black Widow was surprised to see a golden light flying out from Kratos' index finger and sinking into her chest.

She didn't know what it was, but she clearly felt that a force surged into her body, and the feeling of being reborn made her scream with comfort.

That feeling was so wonderful.

She felt light and her whole soul seemed to be rippling. For a moment, she almost suspected that she had entered the legendary Captain America's enhanced test.

But, it was easier!

I don't know how long it took, when she came to her senses, Kratos had left.

When she saw the time, Black Widow was shocked and hurried back to S.H.I.E.L.D. in a hurry. When she rushed onto the Quinjet to prepare for the mission and nervously crushed the metal buckle of her seat belt with one hand, Captain America next to her was stunned.