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Chapter 85 Dead?

Natasha stood by the window, the autumn wind was blowing her hair, she brushed the hair that fell on her forehead behind her ears, and looked at the Danube River in the distance.

A coat was draped over her body, and Zhang Ming stood beside her.

"What are you thinking? I felt that you were not in a good mood just now."

"fine."

Zhang Ming said with a smile: "When a woman says it's okay, it's usually something, and it's a big one."

The Danube was flowing quietly under the moonlight. After a few seconds of silence, Natasha said, "I just remembered the past. I learned dance for a long time when I was young. Of course, it's not just dance, there are other things... Something not very happy."

There was a bit of reluctance in Natasha's smile.

Zhang Ming knew what she was talking about. Speaking of which, Natasha and the corpse on the ground were still former colleagues.

When she was still a girl, she joined the KGB and became a reserve agent. She was arranged to grow up and train in a secret base called "Red Room".

In order to make the trainer loyal, the organization will add some fictional memories.

Natasha was implanted with the memory of a ballerina.

Therefore, she has a different sensitivity to dance than ordinary people.

"Actually, I envy you." Natasha leaned on the railing and took a deep breath. The cool wind dispelled the gloom in her heart.

"The first time I saw you, I knew that you were a very pure guy. Your eyes are very clean, without so much desire, pressure, mission...everything you do is born out of nothing. in the heart."

"You can too. Quit your job and change your identity. I just need a reliable assistant. I have more money and less work, and I have food and housing included." Zhang Ming said.

Natasha laughed.

This time the smile was no longer forced, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"You are blatantly poaching the corner of S.H.I.E.L.D., be careful when our Director Fury finds you to complain."

She stretched out her hand, "But if there is such a day, I will go to you, and let me tell you in advance, my salary requirements are not low, so be careful not to be poor by me."

"Then is it too late for me to regret it now?"

Natasha took out a recording pen from her pocket and shook it.

"I really can't relax my vigilance for a moment." Zhang Ming smiled wryly and shook his head.

At this time, a system notification sound appeared in the consciousness space.

"Ding--"

The small TV popped up: "Congratulations to the host, the video "Black Widow X Pure Land of Bliss—the best version on the whole network, none of them!" has won [-] coins, please upload the kimono version video in time as agreed."

"It's done!"

It was less than [-] minutes before the video was uploaded, and Natasha deserved to be an otaku reaper.

The big boss carefully laid out the ending, blocking all possibilities, but in the end he was defeated by Mei Se and Otaku.

Zhang Ming hugged Natasha excitedly and circled in the sky.

"The gods responded to you?" Natasha couldn't believe that there really were gods.

"Of course!"

Zhang Ming conjured up four sticks of roasted gluten, and a scent came out, attracting the attention of everyone in the conference hall.

"Gudong!"

The sound of swallowing saliva appeared.

Back in Monaco, one stick of roasted gluten in a closed ward almost drove the whole building crazy, but now four sticks were exposed to them directly, and many people with unstable minds came over drooling .

Even the big boss, who was lurking in the puppet's body and secretly observing the venue, couldn't help standing up from the sofa.

"What the hell is this."

As soon as Zhang Ming raised his hand, he held four sticks of roasted gluten in his hand, and pushed away the officer who was sniffing and smelling, and walked to the hospital bed with square steps.

He felt that his posture and demeanor were just like the wife of Dongchang who was holding an imperial edict...

No, it was the imperial envoy holding Shang Fang's sword.

Seeing that Zhang Ming was about to stab the patient in the mouth with a bamboo stick, the elderly doctor stopped him quickly.

"What are you doing?"

"Feed the medicine."

The elderly doctor pointed at the roasted gluten, resisting the urge to grab it and take a bite, "You call this medicine?"

"Well, Chinese medicine."

Zhang Ming pointed to the roasted gluten, "This is for internal consumption."

He pointed to the bamboo stick again, "This is for acupuncture."

The elderly doctor stared, almost kicking him out.

You really think that I am a Western medicine doctor, I have never seen what is Chinese medicine!