A generation of masters starts from DC

Chapter 173 Dead Archer
A cottage has been demolished near a mine in South Wales.

Near its original address, a new building was built. Natasha swore that even if she traveled to Russia, Germany, Britain and France, she had never seen such a magnificent and unique building.

The five-story building has more than 4 rooms.

It was her new owner Moriguang's hand-painted design drawings, and the blue-faced weirdo named Tianqi just pressed his palm on the mound, and then knocked down the original old-fashioned villa and transformed it into the current building.

The ultra-modernist grid house embodies the beauty of industry, every corner is absolutely vertical, and the length and width of the sides are exactly the same.

Compared with the residences of the emperors of this era, they seem outdated.

Natasha brought tea from the kitchen and came to the living room.

Moriguang and Tianqi are discussing things.

Apocalypse said: "We now have more than 200 black widows, and these more than 200 black widows are all over the European continent. As the war develops, they will promote peace and the earth-humanism."

"The only problem is that we are unlikely to germinate the seeds of peace in World War I."

Senko nodded. "There has to be awareness of the consequences of war."

"World War I and World War II must exist."

"The Black Widow organization can be used as an organization of superheroes, uniting other superheroes to form a system that replaces nuclear bombs—peace."

"Anyway, superheroes are similar to nuclear weapons in later generations."

Isn't there a word?
The enemy does not launch nuclear weapons, and our side does not take the initiative to use superman...

Apocalypse said he was not very optimistic. "I went to the European battlefield to see Ares. The Germans didn't know that Ares possessed their excellent soldiers, so they could win every battle. The French believed that violent attacks could replace defense. They Out of the trenches, again and again as human shields to charge the German camp."

"It's suicide."

"With the help of Ares, France will soon be occupied by Germany."

Senguang frowned. "Captain America and Wonder Woman, what did you do?"

"They fought Ares on the Belgian battlefield. Ares crushed Diana with one hand, and Captain America's shield blocked Ares' attack and saved Diana. A dragon named Hydra Secret Service, under the tie of a Red Skull, raided the French makeshift war headquarters in the lowlands."

"Fa failed in a mess."

Tianqi continued: "I fought with Ares. But..."

Without him saying anything, Sen Guang had already seen a deep mark on Tian Qi's shoulder, in which sparks of divinity shone.

It is precisely because of the divinity of war that Apocalypse cannot heal wounds.

"He puts more pressure on me than you."

The implication is, Eaton, you can't beat Ares.

Senguang doesn't mind either. "Ares took advantage of World War I and the support of Thanos. If the countries cease fighting now, Ares will lose at least half of its strength."

"So, shall we go to war?"

Tianqi asked Xiang Senguang directly, asking the most important question.

Senguang shook his head. "You don't have to."

"People from the Time Administration will resist Ares for us."

"We don't need to look forward and backward for a mad dog. Let's wait and see. Besides, I got an interesting thing recently. I want to refine a new body."

Natasha understood what the master meant, and ordered the girl to bring the things over.

An old papyrus spread on the table is the Book of the Dead.

The black widow easily sneaked into Earl Aberowan's house, took the things out of it, and brought them to Mori Guang.

Tianqi stood up, feeling a little nostalgic. "Before, it was something that was used to pray to me for peace of mind after death."

Samurai made a funny face. "Then you must have disappointed your believers, Apocalypse."

Tian Qi rolled his eyes upwards.

In front of Moriguang, he became more and more approachable, without the burden of being an idol.

Natasha sighed in her heart when she heard it.

When the most powerful king of this era hides in the conference hall and talks with his staff to decide the future of the world, they never imagined that there are two characters who only exist in mythology, deciding their life and death and how the world should be. What's it like.

The black widow lowered her head and said to Senguang: "Master, I have given the things to Mrs. Ethel as you requested."

Ethel?
Tian Qi was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mori Guang.

Moriguang nodded to him, and said with a smile, "It's another plan of mine."

He turned to look at Natasha.

She is indeed a woman who can sleep all over the Fulian in future generations. She is not only beautiful, but also has strong ability to handle affairs.

"Natasha, go to Earl Aberowan's house."

Senguang said: "Here is a dragon element, a phoenix element, a Xuanwu true element, and a unicorn blood."

"You try to trick Ethel into eating it."

Senguang said lightly.

Yingshen also has another function, that is, it can be used to test one's own martial arts ideas.

Taking the true essence of the four holy beasts can forge a foundation for children that is unparalleled in the world.

But this time, Senguang is going to let the child practice Zixia magic skills.

As early as in Gotham City, Moriguang noticed the uniqueness of Zixia's magic skill, but later he gave up the research on Zixia's magic skill because the level of Zixia's magic skill could not keep up.

Zixia magic can produce the breath of a saint.

Can suppress the ghost king Annabelle.

Senyou noticed that although Zixia Magical Art was born out of Xiantian Gong and Nine Yin Manual, it has already taken a different path, but it is limited by the martial arts level of the person who created this exercise, so it cannot become a truly powerful exercise.

Who said that Zixia's magic power is not as good as the Sunflower Collection?

Natasha received four fetishes, and she was surprised that the four fetishes had their own uniqueness.

Each one shone with blinding brilliance.

It seems that everything in the world is contained in it.

Tian Qi sat on the sofa, his eyes flickering. "Immortal substance? Well, it's a good thing to eat for your body."

Moriguang smiled, picked up the light gold cup, and took a sip of tea.

It is worthy of the apocalypse.

"It is indeed the medicine of immortality."

"Those who take it can gain longevity."

Natasha, who was just about to walk out of the living room, softened her hands and almost let the four fetishes fall out. Fortunately, she moved quickly and stabilized her arms immediately.

God, what are these things?

She even thought about it a little bit.

If you steal a little Qilin's true blood, will the owner really find out?

In the corridor, the black widow shook her head, what was she thinking.

……

The residence of the Earl of Aberowen is called Tammy-G, which means a white house in the local Welsh dialect.

The house has more than 200 rooms and was originally built by the brothers of the Earl's ancestor, the King of England.

Ethel is the head maid here, and she directs the maids to clean every corner of the house every day, replace the vases with fresh flowers, clean the grand piano, and clean the gilded Baroque family.

Of course, both of these last things had to be played by the older maid and herself.

The pattern of expensive furniture is very complicated, and a little carelessness will leave scratches on the furniture.

Ethel is not at ease if someone else is to do it.

Every morning after the master has finished reading the Times newspaper, the head servant carefully folds the open newspapers according to the creases, and the head servant will hand over the collected newspapers to Ethel, because she is the head maid and is responsible for keeping all the newspapers. Documents read by the Earl.

This meant that Ethel had the opportunity to read all the current events that the Earl had read.

In this day and age, this is a very competitive advantage.

On this day, the count did not leave the reading room immediately after reading the newspaper.

He deliberately found an excuse, dismissed the servant chief, and then called Ethel.

The earl is a handsome young man, he is not firm enough, but he is kind and compassionate, and at the same time he has the habits of traditional aristocrats, which will always be revealed in the days when he gets along with Ethel .

Ethel came in.

The count lowered his head, pretending that he was reading the newspaper and thinking about meaningful things, but in fact his mind was always on Ethel's two plump and healthy thighs approaching him, and he remembered how he bit Ethel inner thigh.

Conscience and selfishness make him feel pain from time to time.

"This afternoon, the king and his wife will come to my house. They are my most honored guests, and I hope that what we have prepared will be perfect without error."

"Don't worry," Ethel said. "There won't be any problems."

"Ah."

The count believed her.

"One more thing. My wife is pregnant. If she knows what happened between the two of us, she may be so angry that she will have a miscarriage. She is my wife, and I hope you can think about her."

Ethel nodded.

Yes, she was still a princess of Russia, the sister of the Russian Emperor.

"After receiving the king, I think you are no longer suitable to be the head maid. After all, you are pregnant."

The count avoided looking at her. After all, she was just a maid, and I couldn't be emotional.

Correct.

Ethel knew this day would come, but she still couldn't believe it when her lover was so unfeeling.

"I'll pay you £24 a year. Pay it up each month in advance and you can take that money and get a nice little one-person house for a few shillings in any town other than Aberowan, and you You can also find a job while enjoying the salary.”

The count said cruel words that he couldn't believe, but he remembered that he also had a pregnant wife.

Absolutely don't let this matter affect her.

"No. Honey, you said you liked me, and I gave you everything, on a sheet covered with a dust cover, and you..."

"Keep your voice down!"

"You said you loved me."

The Earl finally couldn't hide the love under his cold expression, he collapsed all of a sudden, rubbing his hair in distress. "Yes, I said I love you, and I will always love you."

"I will never forget you."

Ethel sensed the earl's inner torment, "Poor Tammy (the earl's nickname)."

The earl said: "But, my wife is already pregnant. I am worried that she will not be able to accept such news and will have a miscarriage. I am very worried about her, you know? She is my wife, and I have already felt sorry for her."

Ethel was struck by lightning.

She knew that she had made a fatal mistake. A dissatisfied girl actually believed a high-ranking noble's slick lie, saying that she loved her, and forced her to have sex with her.

Although every time, the earl would draw it ahead of time at that time, but there was one time that he didn't have time.

"God please, don't let my wife know about it."

Ethel was completely disappointed, her expression returned to reason.

At times like this, Tammy was still worried about his wife.

What did his wife have to worry about?
Her children would be heirs to the earldom, she was the sister of the Tsar, and the Tsar now had no children.

She has all the pampers in her body, but the consequences of her pregnancy out of wedlock are...a nightmare.

She must plan for the child in her womb.

Regardless of the Earl's unfeelingness, at least let himself know what to do now.

Ethel found a seat and sat down, like the hostess here, she looked at the count coldly, and the count could hardly meet her eyes.

True, he was a nobleman, while Ethel was just a commoner.

But Ethel's father was the chairman of the local Labor Party, and he taught her daughter how to negotiate.

And, all the methods of negotiation.

Ethel said to the earl very calmly: "Tammy. I can take my children and leave Aberowen, but the money you give is not enough. The annual salary of a maid is 48 pounds, and you only give I'm equivalent to the salary of an ordinary maid."

"Although, you may not mean it on purpose, you may not know the price very well."

"But I think that although you don't care about your son now, you still want your son to be well cared for and educated, so I need you to buy me a three-story house in Paris, and I will I live on one floor, and rent out the other two floors to others.”

"I will go out to work myself, so that I will have enough money to raise your son."

Reasonable.

The earl found that he was indeed worried about his wife and forgot about the child in Ethel's womb.

He took out his quill and wrote something on the pen and paper, well, it would cost about four hundred pounds.

"I'll also pay you twenty-four pounds a year..."

said the count in a cheerful tone.

This is also good, Ethel will leave Aberowan, no one will know that she is pregnant out of wedlock, and she will not suffer too much harm.

She can completely lie that her husband was a soldier who died on the battlefield, anyway, people die every day now.

Maybe when this was over and his heir, the heir to the thrones of England and Russia, was safely born, he could visit Ethel and her baby every fortnight.

"Paris is too far away."

"London is fine."

The count said with a measured tone, as if he had found a way to get the best of both worlds.

"I don't need you to pay me any more money." Ethel interrupted her mercilessly. Since she started negotiating, the Earl has not seen her smile once. "I would choose Paris."

"Also, I hope you never see me again."

"In this way, I can get rid of the embarrassing identity."

The count stood up, reluctant to part with her.

However, this time the initiative rests with Ethel.

After discovering her mistake, Ethel will no longer listen to the earl's nonsense about love.

"Well, let's do it, Tammy."

The count stretched out his hand, trying to persuade him to stay, but he never spoke.

He warned himself that she was just a maid, and the child in her womb had a humble status, he kept telling himself to convince himself.

But in the end, the Earl suddenly thought that Ethel might be the only woman he ever loved and had sex with, and maybe the last one.

Ethel left the reading room to prepare for the king's arrival.

She would hold her stomach when no one was around, and she looked out of the window worriedly, and it was raining heavily outside.

Outside the house, in the jungle, a rough gun protruded from the tree like a cold claw.

Dead shooter!

Stare at the entrance to Lord Aberowan's house with his signature red glass monocle.

Today, he is going to assassinate the King of England and is hired by Ares.

His sniper rifle is modified from an ordinary semi-automatic rifle. The dead shooter will also bring a lot of trouble to Batman in the future. His left eye, which has been modified by alien technology, can easily lock on humans 8 kilometers away. , It's a pity that the weapons of this era limit his strength.

For example, this Mauser G98 rifle uses a 7.92X57-sized light-tipped bullet with a straighter trajectory, suitable for sniping.

However, its range is 2000 meters and its effective range is 600 meters.

Therefore, Death Shooter has been dragged down by this era.

On the other side, Natasha realized that there was a sniper lurking nearby, and she quietly locked the approximate location of the sniper.

Everyone in this house could die today, as mortals do anyway.

Even if an earl, princess, or king dies, it will not have any impact or burden on this world, and people will immediately forget them, but today, Ethel must not die.

This is the person chosen by the master.

God's will!

(End of this chapter)